Chapter 1179: Chapter 176: Ian and Others Lacking Common Sense (5800, Happy New Year’s Eve!)_3
“It seems that the Empire is indeed the Central Empire… Three Fifth Energy Level powerhouses as a constant feature is quite unparalleled among the nations.”
On the way back to the Canaan Moore Dragon Worship Cult camp, Ian felt quite emotional in his heart.
No wonder even a prince like Carlos would utter such sowhat treasonous remarks — if Inega II and Teacher Hiliard were allowed to continue, The Unyielding Fortress might beco a fourth Fifth Energy Level inheritance that could rely on the Imperial Capital for stable succession.
In this way, the power of the Empire would be enough to tower over the other nations, becoming a veritable Central Empire and the center of Terra.
The chaos of the Dark Moon back then couldn’t have just been an internal rebellion within the Empire… It was a great upheaval influenced by external enemies.
But what does knowing that change? This is not a problem Ian needs to ponder now; the Empire has already missed that window of opportunity. To cultivate a stable Fifth Energy Level inheritance now, at the very least, would require Ian’s full cooperation… Yet, Ian cannot trust the current center of the Empire.
Indeed. Without Yinaiga and Hiliard, within the human collective, other geniuses might erge in the future, or rather inevitably — but at that specific point in ti, at that critical juncture for the Terra Continent, if not for these two geniuses, Yinaiga and Hiliard, the next window might not appear for another few hundred years.
Ti and opportunity are not infinite.
The exploration camp was quite large; with the full support of Sublimators and the nation, a town with all kinds of facilities and service institutions was built in no ti… It’s not an uncommon sight in Terra, as there are often cities built around ruins. Although occasionally there may be great disasters like Dawnlight City being destroyed by Titan Demons, for convenience and to preserve population to boost the economy, city-building is a necessity.
This camp may also beco a brand new city of ruins in the future.
On the roads of the camp, many exploration team mbers were in a hurry, most of whom were logistical personnel from various national teams, but so were elite mbers.
On the way back to the camp, Ian and the others saw a young demihuman likely from the Azure Sky Royal Court.
He was tall, with a high proportion of beast transformation, appearing from a distance like a bipedal werewolf, yet burly and stout like a lion, with vitality surging through him like a mighty river.
This Lupeanus was evidently connected to the Ximor Royal Court, his gaze was as sharp as lightning, sweeping the street, causing pedestrians to dodge him, and at the Second Energy Level Peak, he was considered quite a genius for his age by Ian’s standards, with firm convictions likely reaching the Third Energy Level within a few years.
Such a strong Sublimator naturally noticed Ian and the others, he glanced over initially with no reaction, just sweeping past like looking at ordinary rocks.
Another batch of exploration teams? Boring, all unwelco challenges… old, weak, won, and children not worth contending with…
But in the next instant, he suddenly turned his head, staring at Ian in shock.
“Hmm?”
Ian also noticed that he was being stared at by the other, feeling unsure why the other seed so shocked. He couldn’t help but frown and said, “Hey there, friend, why are you staring at like that?”
With the custom here in Terra, once Ian said this, the other person would certainly have to respond, either apologizing quickly or engaging in the typical ‘What are you looking at?’ ‘Looking at you, so what?’ leading to a fight.
In the exploration camp, in areas where elites from various countries gather, even with Fourth Energy Level beings around, no one would die. Such conflicts are definitely not uncommon here. Elites of various countries rarely interact or spar, so this also counts as a rare opportunity. All the major families and forces probably wouldn’t want to miss the chance.
Ian also noticed that this Lupur Tribe demihuman had extrely active Origin Quality flowing throughout, not only as a result of his talent and training achievents but also because he had just gone through a trendously intense combat or sparring session… Judging from his neatly kept attire, he must have gone all out and crushed his opponent, now basking in victory, walking down the street like a proud crab.
——Am I going to encounter another provocateur?
The thought couldn’t help but arise in the youth’s mind. As soon as arriving in Canaan Moore, he had been challenged by the Blood of the Ten Kings, and now another showdown with Terra Confederation’s younger generation’s talents at the camp? Not that it’s unmanageable, mainly too attention-grabbing… Might have to feign a few losses.
And just as Ian was pondering ‘how to deal with this seemingly testosterone-laden big wolf pup in front of him,’ or perhaps whether to deliberately lose at first.
An unexpected incident occurred.
“…I’m sorry.”
Mumbling, that demihuman from the Azure Sky Royal Court took a rather awkward step backward in the face of Ian and the others.
Then, it was the second step, the third, the fourth… He kept retreating backwards, cold sweat on his face, until he turned at another corner of the camp and jogged away from Ian and his group.
He circumvented Ian and his team’s group and ran away!
Ian, Yisen, Anfa, and Sio: “…”
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