Above The Sky
Chapter 847 - 847 52 Subspace Demon's Poison 7800_3

847: Chapter 52: Subspace Demon’s Poison (7800)_3 847: Chapter 52: Subspace Demon’s Poison (7800)_3 “While the territories of the True Dragon, by negotiation between Dragon Island and various governments, are generally put on hold for joint development…

the Quenched Steel Dragon Solstana has always had an heir, at least according to the records on Dragon Island.

We can only believe that, so it has been postponed until now.”

“Exactly because of this, a while ago, when we found out from Canaan Moore that there might be a second Quenched Steel Dragon, and it could likely be the last offspring left by Solstana, we were so delighted…”

At this point, the King of the Mountain, with an emotional look, said, “Because only if He agrees, or if He is dead, could I, by protecting the Mountain People, take charge of the Bison Mountain Range and inherit Solstana, which is what you call the legacy of the Bison Dragon God.”

“But now it’s not necessary…

You have already become the successor to the Holy Mountain through the Dragon’s Blessing Lock, even the descendants of Solstana can’t surpass you in the right of inheritance.”

“So, this is the Dragon God’s Emissary…”

Ian was really puzzled; he hadn’t felt anything like the Dragon’s Blessing Lock…

Unless, when he climbed up, the permissions unlocked by the Silver Chip were it?

Ah, because it was too easy, the Silver Chip was too powerful, he hadn’t noticed…

Next, the checking of the Dragon God Sacrificial Fire is very simple.

Arriving at the altar of the Dragon Nest on the mountain summit, the King of the Mountain knew the purifying and healing nature of the silvery white holy fire the moment she touched it.

She hastily withdrew her hand, her eyes extremely bright, filled with hope.

“Eh, Your Majesty, won’t you try a bit more?”

Ian asked oddly, not understanding why the King only touched it for a moment.

And the silver-haired beautiful woman shook her head: “The Holy Mountain has only just started not long ago, the accumulated energy is very little…

The treasure…

itself also needs to be powered, and the energy available for purification and repair isn’t much.”

“As a Fourth Power Level, if I prolong the activation, letting the treasure operate at full efficiency, the energy would be exhausted.”

Lifting her head, the King of the Mountain looked towards the northeast of the Holy Mountain: “In that case, my child would have to wait for a very long time.”

“And I, can no longer wait.”

Ian could understand these feelings, and it also explained why the Mountain People only hold a major ceremony once every ten years to purify the residual toxins in the Sublimators of their tribe…

It was also because of the power issues with the Cradle of Twinkling Light nowadays.

It seems, a way to optimize the energy system of the Cradle of Twinkling Light is needed.

Buzz—Whoosh—

Shortly after, a trembling humming sound came from the distant sky, the clouds parted, the wind and rain retreated, followed by high and piercing dragon cries.

A sword-like dragon shadow appeared in the sky, and on its back was another dragon with a bizarre physique, as if bound by layers of thorn-like shackles, the ‘Aberrant Dragon’.

King Amoknosedir of the mountain, in the true form of the Aberrant Dragon Xiomi Rise Jia, arrived near the Holy Mountain, with the elf Anfa on the King’s back, murmuring comforting words to Xeo, his expression slightly tense.

The silver-haired beautiful woman soared into the sky, greeted her own true form, and then, as the King landed, used her seemingly insignificant human form to exert force and move the immobile Xeo’s true form onto the Dragon Nest Altar, with Anfa following suit.

“Don’t worry.” He comforted his friend: “This time Ian and Elder Mantle helped us find a way to cure you, just bear with it a little longer, and what awaits you is a brand new future…”

It seems Anfa was playing the role of the dragon keeper this time, having always been counseling a somewhat withdrawn and hesitant Xeo.

Actually, Xeo could move on their own—according to Elder Mantle, they have a set of mechanical prosthetic bodies that helps them move like giant octopuses, albeit unsightly, but certainly capable of movement, and even fighting, having acted many times with Elder Mantle.

But probably due to the haste this time, the King and Xeo didn’t bring that prosthetic set.

Ian also felt a bit of a pity because he couldn’t freeload this time.

Definitely next time!

[Ian?

Elder?] Upon reaching the altar, Xeo’s dragon body vibrated slightly, as they cannot see with their body, they could only use their spirit to sense: [Sorry to trouble you again…]

Compared to the confident and hearty persona when using a human body, the real form of Xeo was quite sensitive and afraid of causing trouble…

Simply put, they had turned from being socially awesome to socially fearful.

Online and offline, not the same person at all, but that’s normal.

“It’s no trouble at all.”

Walking forward, Ian extended his hand, gently touching the rugged spiny head of Xeo: “Since you consider me a friend and have also saved my life (referring to the initial incident when Xeo and Anfa took Ian away from the pursuit of the Magnetic Light Knight to the Dragon Worship Cult), I naturally should do my best to return the favor at the same time.”

“This is what friendship is about.

You shouldn’t say ‘sorry’, but ‘thank you’.”

Xeo remained silent for a while, sounding uneasy: [Thank you?]

“Yes.

You’re welcome.” Ian responded with a light laugh.

Sensing Xeo’s relief, he turned his head to look at Anfa who appeared somewhat fatigued nearby.

This green-haired elf had been working on Xeo’s psychological issues all these days, and the King had to confrontigrationBuilder