"I don’t know, I haven’t thought of that problem!" Sio’s answer was as usual.
"It seems to be an issue of calculation power." Ian nodded slightly, knowing well that many techniques that sound good are limited by ’basic quality’, and calculation power is one of them.
Being able to split one’s consciousness into two parts with the original combat power indicates at least twice the original calculation power. If one truly had double the calculation power, the unity would lead to qualitative changes in micro-manipulation and detailed operations—without ntioning any other aspect, Ian can break Algo’s 300-unit Origin Quality attack with 70 units of his Origin Quality, which ans his calculation power is roughly 20% higher than Algo’s.
Twenty percent may an overwhelming in this aspect, and twice the power needs no explanation, akin to a two-ter tall Giant fighting a one-ter tall Gno, one-on-one, anyone would be easily defeated.
Simply put, doubling calculation power increases combat power far beyond re doubling of combat power.
But...
Ian happens to have quite a bit of extra calculation power, but it’s hard to utilize it effectively on his body!
"Those ’Spirit Matter Computation Units’ in my soul!"
In Mahdi form, Ian nodded slightly; his cold expression with a slightly upturned corner of his mouth had an inherent chill: "These extra calculation powers, if integrated into my combat mode, can at most optimize combat techniques during battle, but if in a crisis, no ti to optimize combat techniques, it can assist my Heart Light Body in combat!"
"However, my Heart Light Body has no combat power, only a ’Bloodhunter’ summon sent from the Dao Path of the Swarm... speaking of which, I can indeed study the techniques of summons if I can summon a second with extra calculation power, the combat power may increase by at least fifty percent!"
"Good job, Yisen, Anfa!"
Thinking of this, Ian laughed heartily and embraced the two friends—because Sio angrily said, ’What about ?’, Ian embraced Sio too.
However, at this ti Sio’s appearance resembled Ian’s original look, to be honest, the embrace felt quite subtle whether from Ian himself or other spectators.
"..."
Anfa was alright, totally baffled by why Ian suddenly hugged each one; Yisen Gard was a bit stunned, the blond boy looked at Ian in Mahdi form, then looked at himself, and finally looked at Sio in Ian form.
His brain was a little overwheld and crashed.
"Get used to it."
Anfa, with a sowhat aged look, patted Yisen Gard’s shoulder: "Being with us True Dragons... you’ll gradually get used to it."
Yisen Gard muttered: "True Dragons... and Ian, they truly are fascinating."
Actually, it isn’t just Ian who is fascinating.
"Armored."
Rubbing lightly over his waist belt, the slight sound of Domain of Void shifting rang; countless pieces of armor emitting red-silver interwoven light were decompressed from the belt, rotating around Ian and assembling at high speed to form an armor prototype.
Although it looked complex, it happened in an instant; montarily afterward, a set of silver-gray futuristic-style armor was equipped on Ian, with its surface carrying blood-colored crystal lattice lines resembling circuit boards, flashing and operating with breath.
On the sharply angled helt, two horn-like projections resembling a devil extended diagonally backward, like communication antennas, and the eyes area consisted of three rows of densely packed circular observation ports, flickering with bloody light.
But this was not the end.
[—Connection of Blood River Armant, soul resonance unfolding, Origin Quality structure docking, full function restriction lifted—]
At the armor’s heart, a blood-colored Crystal shone, while inside the armor, countless root-like Spirit Substance data lines derived, forming a buffer layer before extending to Ian’s neck’s ’Signal Bone’, linking completely from both body and soul.
In the amazent of everyone, equipped with Blood River Armant, Ian quietly floated mid-air, with orange-red lighting points on the shoulder blades, middle section of the spine, elbow joints, behind legs, and soles, elevating his body.
"At this point, no one can really recognize him."
At this mont, even Yisen Gard had to admit—that under this Dead River Armant, which was only modified by Adalbert and Ian together, Ian in Mahdi form had undergone a qualitative change in temperant, now truly anyone could not associate him with the cheerful young White Folks Lord from before.
"This is exactly the effect I wanted."
The Dead River Armant moved at will, the helt was removed, and this rather consuming Aether Armant was only bearable by a monster like Ian with a Biological Ether Furnace Core; the black-haired young man chuckled lightly: "Then I’ll set off—everyone, be extra careful, if things go wrong, retreat imdiately is the right choice."
"Yisen Gard, also."
Saying this, Ian looked at his friend. He paused for a while before seriously advising: "If I die. Yisen, please take care of Xiawei Territory for ."
"In my Lord’s Mansion, there’s a locked notebook, the password is 766718, inside are my governance concepts, social ideas, required technologies, and so key information... Elder Prude and Elan can’t support Xiawei Territory, others also need growth, until then, please help support it at least don’t let everything vanish too quickly."
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