Above The Sky
Chapter 577 - 577 546 Frost Butterfly's Performance 23

577: Chapter 546 Frost Butterfly’s Performance (2/3) 577: Chapter 546 Frost Butterfly’s Performance (2/3) Bullets traveling at several times the speed of sound sound very fast.

But in reality, for a typical Second Level Sublimator, that’s nothing more than something they can dodge as soon as they see it.

Some Sublimators even have passive defenses that can block such kinetic bullets because their defenses don’t rely on penetration power; they simply use kinetic energy to counter kinetic energy, naturally countering all armor-piercing projectiles.

Ian was one of these Sublimators.

The Rock Cast Knight’s Complete Form defense had five layers, which were the Origin Quality layer of the Silver Scale Armor, the physical layer of the Silver Scale Armor, the physical layer of the Sand Armor Apprentice, Ian’s own Earth Origin Quality layer, and Ian’s body.

The Silver Scale Armor was capable of using finely detailed feather scales to deconstruct and disrupt most attacks that focused on penetrating impact.

But Ian didn’t want to reveal this.

—Someone is assassinating me?

Instantly, Ian’s all-encompassing Fairy Perception detected the bullet.

He even had the leisure to consider, “Should I pretend to stumble forward to avoid this bullet, or should I sidestep?”

“The former is a bit too ostentatious, and for the latter, I’d probably have to attribute it to my Spirit Energy, but it might be a good time to show off my abilities.”

“Or should I wait for Michael to help me?

He certainly won’t just watch me die—not that I would die.

But it’s better not to gamble.”

With this in mind, Ian thought it best to sidestep after all, especially since the second prince wasn’t stupid and could surely tell that he’d noticed the bullet.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, but as Ian sidestepped, the bullet didn’t whiz by the young man’s forehead as expected.

Clang!

A whistle as if the air itself had been pierced by a blade rang out, followed by a crisp collision sound.

Surprised, Ian looked to his side.

He saw Frost Butterfly holding up a small ice shield, having deflected the Spirit Substance bullet, and then tumbling outwards with a rolling motion.

“Frost Butterfly!”

Ian wasn’t worried about Frost Butterfly’s safety; after all, with the strength of a Fae’s body, they could even block a railgun, let alone a sniper bullet.

But he called out instinctively because how could rationality overcome the concern of instinct?

“It’s okay, Father, I’m fine!”

As expected, two seconds after being knocked away, Frost Butterfly drifted back to Ian’s side, and then was cradled back onto his shoulder by the doting Ian.

The Little Fairy seemed very happy as she shook her shield: “I protected Father!”

With an expression begging for praise, which was quite different from her usually reticent nature, Ian still inspected her seriously to confirm Frost Butterfly was indeed unharmed before he breathed a sigh of relief and began to praise her generously, “Amazing!

Frost Butterfly is indeed a good guardian for me!”

“If not for you, I might have died!”

Frost Butterfly: “///0V0///”

As for the sniper?

The moment Frost Butterfly blocked the bullet for Ian, Hua’an and Mo Feng, the two Great Fairies, had vanished—there was no need to state where they went.

Shortly, while Ian was still praising Frost Butterfly, Hua’an had already returned, holding a sniper trapped within a Spirit Energy Barrier.

Fairy Miss looked very angry because she hadn’t been focused on Ian’s surroundings and hadn’t managed to block the bullet, forcing Frost Butterfly to risk danger to block a sniper bullet for Ian!

Frost Butterfly was her junior!

It was all the sniper’s fault that she lost face!

Hua’an wasn’t worried about the safety of Ian and Frost Butterfly either, but knowing it and feeling angry about it were two different things, especially for an emotional Fae.

At that moment, Tres’s voice, tinged with confusion, finally rang out, “Ian, what are you talking about?

It sounds like something happened over there?”

“It’s over now!”

Catching sight of the sniper, Ian nodded his head, “Go ahead and kill, I’ve already captured a test subject!”

“Oh!”

Upon hearing these words, Tres continued his slaughter—right then, he was like an indestructible drill war vehicle, crushing the ground wherever he went.

Most members of the Mingye Knight Order, already in retreat, were crushed to spirit substance fragments and vanished, leaving only the grievously injured Viscount Awak struggling to persevere.

[Do not approach.]

It was at this moment that the semi-transparent Viscount Awak, the middle-aged noble with dark blue hair, suddenly raised his head, looking in the direction of Tres and Ian.

In a deep yet clear voice, he said, [Although you are powerful, and even have fae guardians, I still advise you to leave my territory quickly.]

[If you insist on advancing further, then we will meet again…

but next time, it won’t be so simple.]

The warning in Viscount Awak’s words was evident, but neither Ian nor Tres felt anything about it.

Tres knew he had a big figure behind him—how could he give up just because of some mysterious, cryptic person’s warning?

As for Ian, he understood some hidden implications: “Oh?

So these projections from the Domain of Void really are controllable, and even if shattered, they’ll reappear after some time?”

By then, the Mingye Knight Order, having learned their tactics, probably wouldn’t be as easy to deal with.

However, despite these thoughts, Ian still spoke up, hoping to extract more information, “Viscount Awak, do not persist in your delusion.

You have already made a grave mistake; most of the population in your territory is now dead, and countless others have fled.”

“The Empire does not wish to see this disaster continue to spread.

As long as you turn back from the edge, we can still save those possible survivors!”

[The Empire?]

Viscount Awak only sneered at Ian’s words.

His lance was already shattered, and his entire body was slowly dissipating, [Imperials, when have you ever cared about us?

Aren’t we just good for taxation and serving as front-line fodder, for the disposal of our lives against the Fiery Flame Land?]

[Remember, it is not us who betrayed you but you who betrayed us.

And seeing that we were once compatriots, I advise you to leave—you may not be good, but the Fiery Flame Land is far worse.]

[What is about to happen is something you cannot withstand.]

With those words, his wounds inflicted by Tres spread, causing him to shatter and fade away.

Hence, Viscount Awak’s Knight Order and he himself were declared utterly annihilated.

“Is this what they call scattering upon death?”

Hua’an commented thus, “For a biting last remark, it isn’t biting enough.”

“Don’t say that,” Mo Feng said gently, “He has only lost a projection from the Domain of Void.

If there are means to heal the soul’s damage, he could probably reappear after a good night’s sleep.”

Against enemies like these, Tres’s team was sufficient to handle everything without needing both of the fairy misses to take action.

In reality, it was indeed the case.

How could a Viscount’s knight order withstand an Inspector Knight Squad fully armed and composed entirely of Sublimators?

It may seem like Tres was the only one fighting, but in truth, if the entire squad engaged in hand-to-hand combat, Ian probably wouldn’t have needed to provide sniper support, but then there would’ve been no protection for the observation team.

Ultimately, Viscount Awak was no Viscount Grant, a noble scion who had once shined brightly, possessing not only a strong inheritance but also an Aether Armament.

If Viscount Awak had an Aether Armament, or let’s say Armor Suit, and could also perform Projection of the Phantasmal Realm, then…

Then, Ian probably would have had to use several more potions, and either Hua’an or the Frost Butterfly, one of the two fairies, would have had to step in.

After all, being only at the Second Energy Level, activating an Aether Armament is one thing, but an Armor Suit wouldn’t have provided much of an essential improvement.

“Judging by Viscount Awak’s attitude, it seems Duke of Sorin might have had his plans seen through and is looking to declare independence early,” Ian thought, feeling somewhat emotional.

This time, the Frost Butterfly had surprisingly blocked the bullet for him, saving him from exposing more of his capabilities and information, which truly surprised and delighted Ian—The Little Fairy’s growth indeed was exceptional.

No wonder in the Foresight View, the Frost Butterfly’s actions this time showed little danger.

“What a prophet needs, in reality, is to trust others,” Ian thought, while he praised the Frost Butterfly once more and sincerely thanked both Hua’an and Mo Feng for their help.

Then he went to meet Tres, who returned victorious.