Above The Sky
Chapter 476 - 476 446 Undiscovered Secrets 13

476: Chapter 446 Undiscovered Secrets (1/3) 476: Chapter 446 Undiscovered Secrets (1/3) The Magnetic Light Knight would not have died so easily, but the Heavy Abyss Iron Sword, coated with fine gold, was excessively sharp.

It not only pierced through his armored clothing, but also shattered his Sublimation Organ, the “Thunderous Heart,” located behind his heart.

With his core Essence Organ destroyed, and with Ian’s Water Element Origin freezing the blood flow around it, the Magnetic Light Knight didn’t even have a chance to self-destruct before he died.

Yes, the Magnetic Light Knight could self-destruct—his Thunderous Heart was just showing signs of a gathering energy explosion.

This, stemming from the Sublimation Organ of the “Lightning Rhino,” possessed an extremely strong regenerative ability and also a formidable energy storage capability.

The most troublesome ultimate move of the Lightning Rhino involved detonating one of its three hearts, instantly greatly enhancing its control over the Thunder Sect Origin, then transforming its body into a bomb, turning any enemy in contact to dust.

If Ian were not a Prophet, he probably would have been caught in it.

But he was, therefore, he did not give the Magnetic Light Knight that opportunity.

“Hmm…

no, he still needs to self-destruct.”

Less than a second after sheathing his sword and the body of the Magnetic Light Knight fell to the ground, Ian knew things were not that simple.

Not to mention he had no intention of revealing his strength, but even if he was forced to, he shouldn’t be so strong that the Magnetic Light Knight couldn’t even self-destruct.

He had made a miscalculation— he should have engaged in the fight a bit longer for the sake of appearances.

With this thought, he took out three bottles of Electro Potion from the alchemy pouch on his waist, and half a second later, begrudgingly retrieved several bottles of Pyro Potion and Vaporizing Potion.

Ian’s face winced with pain as he tossed down the Electro Potion, followed by mixing the Pyro Potion with the Vaporizing Potion using Fae power, and then threw it onto the Magnetic Light Knight’s corpse.

Once the Electro Potion shattered, it immediately spread, with the frozen corpse and armored clothing of the Magnetic Light Knight, thanks to Ian’s origin ice, becoming the focal point for the potions’ power.

Even the Siege Rifle had entered a charging state and began to operate on its own.

However, what followed was the mixture of Pyro Potion with the Electro Potion, like boiling oil poured into water, creating an extremely violent reaction— and the Vaporizing Potion served as an excellent catalyst, instantly accelerating the reaction to the brink of detonation, causing the potions to diffuse, vaporize, and thoroughly mix…

—— Bang!!!

In an instant, the explosive airflow produced a tremendous flash of Thunder Sect power, and the sudden strong wind blew all the dust and debris away, with Ian controlling the Entangling Void Armor to ascend, avoiding the most powerful shockwave.

A small mushroom cloud rose slowly, reaching over a hundred meters high, with slender arcs of electricity flickering and streaming within the expanding cloud of fire.

In the distance, on the hills, the Purple Maple Knight also witnessed this scene.

“Dammit, what’s happening with Magnetic Light?”

The Elven Knight’s expression darkened.

She had anticipated that Ian was not simple, but at most, she thought it would end with Ian and Magnetic Light having a hard fight, managing to escape, while Magnetic Light would be arrested by the following Dragon Worship Cult members or the Marquis’s pursuers.

Yes.

She could clearly see the desperation in Magnetic Light’s lone gamble, which had also proven that Ian was indeed a core member of the Dragon Worship Cult…

If the plan had gone smoothly, she would have gained information concerning the Ancient Dragons’ Labyrinth and Canaan Moore from Anfa.

But because of this, she chose to run—since Ian was already prepared, it proved that Magnetic Light’s supposed ‘surprise attack’ had failed from the start.

If she did not leave quickly, she would definitely be caught by the main force of the Dragon Worship Cult that was chasing behind!

Unfortunately for her, she had no idea that Ian had already notified the Dragon Worship Cult before he left the city.

“Muriel…

why take the risk?”

As the Purple Maple Knight was about to turn around and head toward the Western Province to try to contact Master Oak’s team, a green figure entered her view.

Anfa, with chains entwined around him and holding a longbow, landed lightly in front of Purple Maple, blocking her path as if weightless.

Although he only possessed First Energy Level strength, he was not at all nervous facing Purple Maple.

The elf with fluttering hair merely sighed, “You didn’t need to get involved in this.”

“Anfa Rianide…”

The Elven Knight’s pupils constricted slightly, her chest rising for a moment before she calmed down, “There must be more than just you behind this, right?

I suppose I have nowhere to escape.”

The Purple Maple Knight revealed a smile that carried a dangerous scent, “But you are only of the First Energy Level, so why dare you stand before me so brazenly?”

Anfa, addressed by his full name, did not speak.

He just shook his head slightly, “Don’t think about taking me as a hostage to escape.

You know very well, my inheritance…

is merely a restraint.”

He gazed at his kinsman before him, speaking softly, “Muriel, there’s no need to be rash.”

“Although you haven’t succeeded, the loyalty of the Greyleaf Family was seen by both me and Master Oak; you did not betray Canaan Moore—not for over a decade.”

“You may have to endure three to five years of a cold storage assessment, but after that, your prospects will surely soar.

How could the great council overlook such a potential-rich and loyal elf?

There is plenty of time, no need to rush things.”

“And yet you joined the Dragon Worship Cult!” The Purple Maple clenched her fists, her teeth gritted, “No one has accused you of anything!”

“Is it because you are from the Ashlight Family?

Where is the fairness in that…”

Anfa looked at the Purple Maple with a strange gaze, he seemed somewhat amused, but ultimately he calmed down, “I am sick, I came to the Dragon Worship Cult to seek healing…

At least, that’s the official story at the council.”

“Muriel, after so many years with the Dragon Worship Cult, how do you still not understand?

That it has survived from The Lost Age to this day must surely have its reasons.”

“And after all…

We are not here today to argue about loyalty.”

He lifted the bow in his hands, calmly stating, “Do you want a future or just a moment of exhilaration?”

After taking a deep breath, the Purple Maple Knight bit her lip softly.

She raised both hands with evident reluctance, showing she had no intention of fighting, “…I surrender.”

“I surrender.”

“A wise choice.” Anfa’s thought barely stirred, the sound of metal chains colliding emanated from his waist, and two chains flashing with faint red runes shot out, binding the Purple Maple Knight’s hands while the thinner one also wrapped around her eyes.

“What’s the next step, Scholar sir?”

Then, a Mountain Person emerged abruptly from the ground, as if he had been hidden in the soil all along, unnoticed by anyone: “Should we go and lend a hand to the Knight?

The fight over there seems to be quite intense.”

This Mountain Person had silver-white hair, metallic in appearance, and skin that was the color of bluish-black Qing Steel Stone, clearly a kinsman or descendant of Elder Mantle.

“Don’t go.”

Anfa, however, shook his head.

He raised his hand, stopping the young Mountain Person’s eager action, “There are some things we should not probe into, should not come to know.

I have secrets, you have secrets, and that knight certainly has secrets too.”

“Alright.” The young Mountain Person nodded at these words, though still somewhat hesitant, “Didn’t the Elder say, our first priority is to ensure the Knight’s safety?

He’s not old; can he really hold on?”

The Elven Scholar narrowed his eyes, glancing at the slowly rising plumes of fire in the distance, and nodded contemplatively, “Of course, he can.”

“Don’t underestimate this young friend, Pansha…

Right now, he is in the midst of a fierce battle with a Second Energy Level opponent.”

The two stood on the hill, waiting in silence, looking towards the continuous explosions and impacts in the distance.

Clash of swords, shattering of armored clothing, the intertwining of ice and thunder, culminating in a deep thunderous roar.

After some time, there before them stood Ian, unscathed.