664: Chapter 610: Ian, 16 years old, is the Deceased Monarch (5800, Chapter 1)_3 664: Chapter 610: Ian, 16 years old, is the Deceased Monarch (5800, Chapter 1)_3 After so thought, Glorious Sword offered a solution, “Ian, don’t you have a relationship with the Dragon Worship Cult?
When we were escaping the Subspace Labyrinth, we encountered a team from the Dragon Worship Cult.
They fought their way through to break in, but I persuaded them to stand down.”
“Eh?” Ian was startled and then asked, “How did you persuade them to stand down?
Oh, I forgot, I gave you Sio’s Dragon Soul…”
“No, I didn’t let Sio et with them,” Glorious Sword shook his head, “I just told them that I had reclaid part of the souls, including the Dragon Soul.
It just needs more ti to help it regain consciousness.
Once awake, the Dragon Soul itself will decide who to follow.”
This was clearly the truth and indeed aligned with the Huai Guang Church’s stance of absolute neutrality.
Glorious Sword continued, “After all, I couldn’t prove their identities, and they couldn’t prove theirs, so they left…
They’re still waiting around here for news.
If you need them, I can call them over right now.”
“The Dragon Worship Cult is so easy to talk to?” Ian found it a bit incredible, and Glorious Sword smiled, “Elder Mantle and I are old friends…”
No further explanation was needed—it said it all.
“You certainly have a wide circle of friends,” Ian shook his head and remarked, “Are Clerics that popular?”
As for Glorious Sword’s suggestion, Ian thought about it and nodded, “Then let’s go with that.
Although there’s so risk, it shouldn’t be a big problem—this young fellow will be entrusted to you.
Let him go with the team from the Dragon Worship Cult.”
“Because we never make enemies or stab people in the back,” Glorious Sword replied earnestly, “No problem.
However, I think that this ti the Dragon Worship Cult isn’t going to leave quietly…
The King of the Mountain’s child has been abducted, it’s definitely going to be a big scene.”
“Isn’t that just perfect?
Ah—perhaps there’s no need to think so much anymore.”
Ian raised his head, and said softly in reality, “Morning has co, it’s ending.”
Indeed, it was ending.
As the morning sun slowly rose, a second sun in the sky completely overpowered the raincloud serpent god—the battle between Fourth Level powerhouses had finally ended.
The Second Prince Michael’s will turned into a beam of light, piercing through the Heart Light Body of Tianhong King, causing him to dissipate with a roar while simultaneously illuminating the entire Central Research Laboratory in Avak.
Even though the Subspace had already shattered, with the valuable contents almost entirely taken by Duke of Sorin and Ian, Michael was not the least bit annoyed.
He had anticipated this outco.
Rather, when Tianhong King stopped him and he vaguely sensed that the battle between Duke of Sorin and Chancellor Moze would end quicker than his own with Tianhong King, the Prince knew that he probably wouldn’t be able to take possession of Inega II’s legacy from their hands easily.
But that wasn’t important…
All he needed was to collect the information from this laboratory to trace back through various threads of evidence, thereby indirectly deducing the scope of the opposing research.
That was enough—it was quite a significant gain, justifying his struggle here overnight after traveling far to be in his Heart Light Body.
And just then.
From beyond the distant mountains suddenly ca a faint Dragon’s Chant, filled with anger.
A swiftly approaching silver dragon form sliced through the sky.
Among the clouds and morning light, its tallic luster was like a sword, cutting open the entire canopy of the sky.
The dragon form flapped its wings at speeds exceeding forty tis the speed of sound, but strangely, there were no significant sonic booms in the sky, just a blur of light swirling around the dragon’s body, forming a vague solidified wind shield that trembled continuously, emitting ultra-high-frequency vibrations capable of pulverizing any physical substance.
The entire sky over Avak was quaking.
The True Dragon had arrived.
The King of the Mountain had broken free from the cage that kept him imprisoned in Fiery Fla Land and arrived at the first instance to the place where soone dared to abduct his offspring.
The lofty dragon chant furiously spread between heaven and earth as the hundred-ter-long massive body arrived with inconceivable speed over the skies of Azure City.
Before He even ca close, Ian sensed a horrifying fluctuation of Origin Quality, silver light separating from the vague energy shield wrapped around the dragon’s body, forming into thousands of wind bindings, ticulously sweeping over the entire city.
Then, He noticed sothing and descended in Azure City, precisely where Ian and Glorious Sword, among others, were located.
Hum—The dragon descended to the ground with incredible speed yet an ethereally light touch, an utter contradiction.
The dragon’s body, over a hundred ters in length, seed like it could crush all buildings and shatter the streets themselves, but Ian saw that the King of the Mountain rely fluttered its wings lightly, and the houses and ruins on the nearby streets shifted to either side as if re crumbs on a table being swept aside by humans.
He landed in front of the Huai Guang Rescue Team’s encampnt, its dragon claws touching the earth without leaving the slightest trace.
Ian keenly sensed that the entire body of the King of the Mountain bore no weight at all; the twisting shield hovering around its body was not just a defensive asure but also a powerful force field that insulated against gravity!
This was sothing that only an ‘Aether Furnace Core’ could possess, a precursor technology almost verging on warp travel!
—Truly a powerful species capable of breaking free from Star Prison Tianyu on its own…
Ian thought to himself.
Although not every True Dragon was as strong as the Dark Gold Dragon from the Spirit Disaster Path, the might of the King of the Mountain was unquestionable.
But now there was no ti for contemplation.
The silver dragon erged from wind and light, his body flowing with solid-looking inscriptions; the smoothness of its head and the sharpness of its dragon horns gave the King of the Mountain the appearance of a war machine from the future.
Its tallic-colored scale armor and the inscription circuits flickering upon them only enhanced this impression, with crystals emitting white light protruding from key parts of the dragon’s body, forming ever more complex arrays by combining one Origin Structure with another.
This was a battle structure nearing perfection, with the dragon’s body itself being an Aether Armant that humanity could hardly match.
Just the details alone revealed a design surpassing the entire era.
Even so perfect a body bore many imperfections and damages, clearly the aftermath of intense combat.
The sches from the Fiery Fla Land indeed cost this King of the Mountain quite a price…
but in the end, the King of the Mountain was the victor.
The golden-red dragon eyes gazed upon the humans on the ground, His gaze sweeping over Glorious Sword, Adalbert, and Ian, then dwelling for a mont on the interior of the stronghold.
The eyes of the King of the Mountain softened visibly, no longer with the previous fury capable of shaking the entire sky and earth.
Clearly, He had sensed the slumbering soul of Sio, and after confirming that His offspring was unhard, the Fourth Level True Dragon slowly spoke with a voice that resonated like the clashing of steel: “I thank the Huai Guang Church for the rescue and assistance.
Your brightness is such that even True Dragons must bow in respect…
I, Amoknosedir, the King of the Bison Mountain Range, am grateful for your efforts and sacrifices.”
He truly bowed His head, lowering it close to the ground.
And Glorious Sword took a step forward, white Spirit Energy Radiance shining in his eyes as he spoke for Huai Guang and with the True Dragon: “Whether in the sky or the empire, whether human or True Dragon, we are always drawn into conflicts that lead to disaster and calamity.
We rely do what we can to prevent the expansion of utter devastation.”
“Moreover, this ti, it was not just us in action.
If it weren’t for Your forces drawing the attention of a large number of Magical Beasts and Phantasms to the south, we would not have been able to break into the Subspace Labyrinth for the rescue.”
“I know, they have done their utmost to rectify the situation for the sake of my child.
I will reward them,”
The King of the Mountain nodded slightly, His tone wise and calm, indeed resembling a king rather than a beastly brute—of course, against those who had truly troubled His child, His deanor was undoubtedly different.
Given the action Ian had observed earlier, had the King of the Mountain sensed danger to Sio, the Avak region might have been greeted with a scourge of Dragon Stars traveling at forty tis the speed of sound.
—Those gentle winds probing every corner of the city were not any real detection chanisms; they were all invisible origin bombs, containing high amounts of Source Quality and trendous impact force.
If they really struck, they would be no different from a teor shower, even more terrifying, in fact.
And at that mont, Ian realized that the True Dragon had turned its gaze towards him.
Then, a gentle female voice rang out in his mind.
“Ian…
I recognize you, the friend of my child, you carry Sio’s aura…
Was it you who rescued Him?”
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