He thought to himself: "The leap between the Fourth Energy Level and the Fifth Energy Level is too great; this isn’t the result of a normal advancent."
From the intelligence Ian currently possesses, it seems that native Fifth Energy Levels on Terra barely exist — all Fifth Energy Levels seem to derive core powers from Alien Outsider Gods, Sparkkind Creatures, or even True Dragons.
And these powerful outsider gods and sparks, each one is the essence of civilization.
"If the normal Fifth Energy Level is a cosmic spaceship with infinite possibilities."
"Then Terra’s Fifth Energy Levels are each a battleship ard to the teeth — and each of these battleships inherits the most powerful weapons and function modules from other civilizations."
"These weapons and modules aren’t compatible with the humans’ Fifth Energy Level; they conflict and consu excessively, rely sustaining them is extrely difficult... that’s why they lead to short lifespans and the situation where once activated, they drain one’s life force."
Simply put, it’s like a mobile phone, maintaining sleep mode or ultra power-saving mode, naturally can stand by for a long ti.
If used normally, to make calls or use so functional apps, it can last quite a long ti as well.
But if it’s used for gaming, listening to music, and watching videos, or even multiple functions running simultaneously with background conflicts requiring high-energy emulators for compatibility, the battery might drain quickly.
In Ian’s view, not only are Terra’s Fifth Energy Levels loaded with ultra-high consumption modules... but they also haven’t found their own ’charging excuses.’
Thus, they can only use life-extending treasures like the ’Source of Dragon Blood’ for ’battery replacent’ operations.
Buzz——
Just as Ian looked up at the firmant.
Suddenly, a light flashed, instantly locking onto Ian and his companions.
To be precise, it locked onto ’Yisen Gard.’
[Yisen... as long as you’re okay. Your wonderful mother has urged multiple tis; if you were really in trouble, that would be bad]
Axel’s will flickered, the will of this Fifth Energy Level powerhouse was far less oppressive and indifferent than it was to Mahdi, even with a touch of warmth: [The rescue team will co for you soon, and you, Ian...]
Light flashed across Ian’s eyes, at this mont, the teenager felt as if he was staring into those golden eyes.
Axel’s will sensed a ’familiar’ aura but didn’t find the essence of The Unyielding Fortress, which made him assert his guess firmly: [Such a promising young prophet... you saved Carlos’s life]
[Well done]
With these words, Axel’s consciousness withdrew.
Confirming that the Fifth Energy Level powerhouse was no longer focusing here, Ian exhaled a deep breath, using soul communication: [See, I told you there’s nothing to worry about — Axel isn’t a prophet, he has no clues, he absolutely wouldn’t think of anything too outrageous]
Sio pointed out solemnly: [Ian, there’s cold sweat on your forehead]
[You have it too. Moreover, not having cold sweat would be strange, being swept by a Fifth Energy Level while I’m seemingly at Second Energy Level and not passing out is already Axel holding back, not sweating coldly would be the real problem]
Ian shook his head slightly, at this mont, the hardest obstacle was finally passed.
The fact that Axel, being such a busy person, took the ti to glance at Ian and Yisen Gard already counts as ’cautious.’ In reality, Ian felt that the man’s primary focus was on Yisen Gard.
He noticed sharply that Axel attentively sensed the aura on Yisen Gard... he was paying attention to the awakening of the Solar Phoenix Bloodline on Yisen, or the awakening of the Thousand-Star Dragon related powers.
[You need to be careful]
Ian reminded, and the blond youth nodded solemnly: [I will pay attention...]
Soon, as Axel said, Canaan Moore’s rescue team arrived swiftly.
It was a group of armor troops in red and white paint, twelve armors flew slowly, landing on the open space nearby, the hatch of the leader armor opening, an elf officer hurried over, saluting Anfa.
They were an ergency ard force under the Sustenance Party, under Lady Xiya Lai Ta, Anfa’s mother; if according to ancient Elven Royal Court terms, they were the Guard Squad, and Anfa was the princess they pledged allegiance to.
Anfa negotiated with these elf officers, also understanding the situation at the Exotic Species Research Institute.
Because the Fourth Energy Level powerhouses had already battled first before the Fifth Energy Level attack ca, so actually the casualties were quite minimal — the true fatalities were mostly the unlucky ones who didn’t reach the Fourth Energy Level powerhouses’ shelter zone in ti or those who died from the exobeast aggression, barely at a normal boundary.
However, at this mont, not far away, suddenly appeared a quite familiar aura to everyone.
Ian turned his head, raised his eyebrow, then saw a big white-haired dog... oh, white-haired werewolf appearing on the ruins.
Azure Sky Royal Court, the youngest son of Khan, Gaer Ximor with a solemn expression, his eyes black with red pupils staring straight at Ian, as if trying to see through sothing.
——Did he sll my scent similar to ’Mahdi’?
At that mont, even Ian’s heart skipped — but it shouldn’t be; his current body is Uncorrodable Ice, at most carrying a trace of Icefog Dragon aura, the boy even used his friend’s blood to disguise his vitality response, this should be completely unrelated to Mahdi.
But if not for this reason, why did he specifically co over here?
"Hey, prophet over there!"
And then Gaer spoke: "Do you rember !"
"I rember."
Suppressing his inner doubts, Ian calmly said: "You’re Gaer of the Azure Sky Royal Court, your swordsmanship is strong, you chopped off one of my hands, and even with a peak strike, severely wounded the Labyrinth Master. Why wouldn’t I rember you?"
"Yet..."
Ian glanced up and down at the other’s attire, couldn’t help but shake his head: "Your fashion sense is getting worse."
Vest, pants, and a beige long cape at the back — Gaer’s fashion sense at this mont could be described as a tragedy!
"Humph, you’re just pretending to be weak, I can see you’re actually quite strong!" Hearing Ian still rember him, Gaer’s expression softened quite a bit, but upon hearing Ian’s fashion critique, the werewolf youth’s face fell instantly: "Do you think I want this? Uncle only has this set of clothes!"
After gnashing his teeth, Gaer solemnly stated his true purpose for running over with the rescue team: "Ian, you know Mahdi, right!"
Thus he said, not waiting for Ian to explain, this youngest son of Khan firmly pointed his thumb at his own heart: "Tell him, he saved my life indeed, but that doesn’t an I submit to him!"
"Help tell him to wait — one day, I will surpass him!"
With these words, Gaer turned and left, covering a thousand ters in several strides, leaving Ian reaching out, wanting to explain sothing, with an expression of bewildernt.
"...What does he an by this?"
Ian turned back, sowhat puzzled, asking, while Yisen and Anfa both shook their heads in confusion, but Sio clapped his left hand with his right fist, suddenly understanding: "He’s trying to say thank you, he’s shy!"
Ian remained skeptical about this conjecture — could anyone actually use words like ’you wait for !’ to express thanks? If such people exist, their lips are too stiff.
Yet soon, upon arriving at the Exploration Team’s temporary gathering point with the rescue team, Ian found that when he stepped out of the transport armor’s cabin, all eyes in the camp converged on him.
The Empire, Canaan Moore, City of Knowledge, Yanjiang... full of curiosity, desire, and anticipation.
Hiliard’s second disciple. Junior of The Unyielding Fortress.
And...
The youngest prophet in three hundred years!
All eyes stared at Ian, the desire to divide and consu him seemingly stead, making the prophet who faced the Fifth Energy Level without much fear instinctively step back.
——This is worse than stiff lips!
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