Above The Sky
Chapter 595 - 595 564 Arrival Like Thunder 13

595: Chapter 564: Arrival Like Thunder (1/3) 595: Chapter 564: Arrival Like Thunder (1/3) “Thank you for your comfort.”

Hua’an and Miss Morphia’s eyes both brightened upon hearing Ian’s prediction, but their expressions quickly dimmed again, their hearts filled with some despair, “But with the situation as it is, even if what you say is true, Ian, we are still powerless to do anything about the Central Research Laboratory— not to mention, I can actually feel it.”

“This place will soon become a battlefield for high-energy advancers from various factions…

I don’t even know if their battles will destroy the Central Research Laboratory.”

[I will hold back as much as possible.

In fact, it’s unlikely for anyone to destroy it]

Meanwhile, Second Prince Michael politely responded, [But this is just an estimate, it’s not something I can decide alone.

Unfortunately, Fairy Miss, if I have the chance, I will try to retrieve your friend’s soul]

To be honest, Ian found it a bit difficult to believe.

It wasn’t that he doubted Second Prince Michael’s promise, the Second Prince would definitely be grinning from ear to ear over something like this—Duke Sorin’s people being crazy enough to make a move on the fae, and him, as a righteous emissary, helping the fae retrieve their companion’s soul…

My god, Michael might even think this was an assist from Duke Sorin himself.

After all, to become involved with the fae, to truly befriend them…

one either needed to be like Ian and Earl Phoenix, who also had fairy bloodline and really resembled the fae.

Earl Phoenix was known as a handsome man in his youth in the Imperial Capital, and his personality was proof enough that he could find numerous marital prospects.

Additionally, his character was also somewhat fairy-like in a negative sense…

Although not very popular, in reality, Earl Phoenix was recognized as one of the fae.

Beyond that, it would require helping them with a universally acknowledged major favor.

Hua’an and Miss Morphia exchanged glances.

Though they held little hope, they still needed to thank a Fourth Energy Level power for his sincere promise, “We are very grateful, Your Highness, the fae will remember your assistance this time.”

“Interesting.”

Ian had no doubt that Second Prince Michael would help retrieve the souls of the fae—if he could manage it.

The only thing he did doubt was one matter.

“This situation for the Second Prince…

it doesn’t really bode well.”

Although his eyes were a bit sore, when Ian observed Michael using Foresight View, he noticed a faint pink danger encasing the other’s Heart Light Body.

Although it was unlikely he would die, it was very possible that he would get injured— it seemed that those who came to confront Second Prince Michael were not simple characters.

In the end, within the Fourth Level, where could one find any simple character?

Though, theoretically, there would be ‘standard Fourth Level’ existences…

which of those that made it to the Fourth Level could be considered standard?

Which one wasn’t a genius with extraordinary talent?

Indeed, that was the case.

Just as Ian and the lurking Second Prince Michael obtained the biological key to the director of the Azure City Laboratory.

In other cities, as the battles gradually came to an end, the various factions gradually became clear about the sequence of mystical phenomena in the Avak region and came to understand what kind of grand scheme Duke Sorin was really plotting.

He was conspiring concurrently with the Spirit Wisdom Institute and Fiery Flame Land, using the technological strengths of both to satisfy his own decryption and practical application of the legacy; if not for this disturbance, perhaps everyone would have been kept in the dark by the apparently weak and failing Duke Sorin.

By the time all parties’ experiments and plans were complete, Duke Sorin would also have completed his mysterious grand scheme.

But now, all such plans are in the past tense.

All factions are once again at the same starting line…

Though it’s not fair to Duke Sorin, this was also the price for reaching into the fire for chestnuts.

At this point, all parties will have to resort to force to try and snatch the ‘final outcome’ of the integration of techniques from all three parties.

The ‘final outcome’ that remains unknown to anyone, hidden right in the heart of the hills, inside the Avak Central Research Laboratory!

——Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar pierced heaven and earth, so loud that even Ian and the others in the underground laboratory could hear it.

Hearing this thunder, Second Prince Michael, who originally had a smile on his Heart Light Body, was abruptly startled and then disappeared.

He disappeared in the truest sense— the youth could sense that the other party had completely shifted all attention away from himself and was heading to a distant place.

“This is major.”

The words flashed through Ian’s mind as he exchanged a glance with the two Fairy Misses.

They then quickly gathered all the fae corpses in the experiment, with Miss Morphia being in charge of preservation and carrying them.

“That was a mystical phenomenon.”

Hua’an, accompanied by Ian, hurriedly left the laboratory, her brow furrowed with concern as she explained en route, “That’s the disturbance high-energy level advancers cause to the natural environment…

Starting from the higher ranks of the Third Energy Level, the mystical phenomena caused by Sublimators are enough to create lightning and thunder, stones spontaneously combusting.”

“But that thunder…”

Fairy Miss did not finish her sentence, but Ian understood very well.

No need for further discussion.

Apart from Second Prince Michael, other powers at the Fourth Energy Level felt…

or rather, appeared.

Ian quickly joined up with Tres and the others, and even the knights sensed the sudden change outside and stepped anxiously; the Inspector Knights were somewhat unsettled as well.

Those knights, who even when faced with a volcanic eruption could watch indifferently and stand straight, were now slightly disordered in formation because of the spreading panic.

No one blamed them.

“Finally, you are back, Ian.”

Upon seeing Ian, Tres let out a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward, “We have already collected all the data from this laboratory.

We can now return to the camp; let’s hurry!”

“Mm.”

Ian nodded lightly, surveying everyone present in a circle.

All were a pale pink — signaling danger, but not fatal.

However, on the Frost Butterfly…

there was still a strange silver mist.

This silver mist had always baffled Ian, especially after he saw it in the Retrospective Vision on the young man Miles who had awakened his Spirit Energy; it was almost the same curious silver mist surrounding him.

If that was the case, what was the essence of this mist?

Some kind of treasure?

Some kind of blessing?

Or perhaps…

An opportunity for an inheritance?

All of these were possible, but Ian was unable to analyze it.

Strangely enough, at this moment, there were two feelings coexisting in Ian’s heart.

One was ‘safety’.

As long as he returned to camp this time, he would be out of danger no matter what.

The Prophet’s premonition couldn’t be wrong, as long as he did this, he could reach such a future.

But logically, safety meant no gain.

If he chose safety, whether he could obtain the ‘Legacy’ from Avak Laboratory or the technology from the Duke of Solin depended entirely on whether Second Prince Michael could complete his plan.

And even if Michael succeeded, it might not be Ian’s success.

As for the other feeling…

It was ‘opportunity’.

“A key, huh…”

Silver light flashed in his eyes, Ian pondered, “I have already copied it.

In other words, I don’t actually have to hide behind and wait for Michael to compete…

I could go in by myself.”

“But the question is, how can I find this opportunity and reasonably…

break away from the main force?”

Ian felt that he could always find this opportunity for himself.

If it really came down to it, leaving after returning to camp wouldn’t be a problem.

After all, if he really wanted to stealthily do something, neither Tres nor the two Fairy Misses could discover it or follow his movements like a prisoner — this was the power of a good reputation.

In reality, Prophets patient enough to wait are rarely unlucky.

When Ian and the others arrived at the surface with Tres Squad, an extraordinarily massive downpour — it could even be called a super typhoon on land — had already swept across the entire Avak region.

“This is bad…”

Gazing up at the sky, Tres allowed the waterfall-like rain to obscure his vision and cleanse the city of all blood and rot.

He murmured nearly in a groan, “We are too slow — no, these powerful figures have arrived too quickly…”

“They are already here.”