Above The Sky Chapter 766 - 766 21 Old Friends Reunite

766: Chapter 21 Old Friends Reunite 766: Chapter 21 Old Friends Reunite “Armor Suit?”

Upon hearing this term, Ian, who was arranging potions in the Alchemy Laboratory, stopped his movents.

He felt a sense of ludicrous amusent—here he was, ready to return to South Ridge with his Armor Suit, preparing to strike at the Mountain People from a higher dinsion, and suddenly they had Armor Suits too?

What now?

Were their combat capabilities being upgraded in real-ti?

Was this so sort of joke to make his journey to South Ridge more difficult?

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It wasn’t just that, however.

The Mountain Scout also brought back another bit of disappointing news: there were a large number of wild beasts being driven around the Mountain Troops, and there were even Frenzied Magical Beasts present.

This didn’t surprise Ian much; it was the Biotechnology of Fiery Fla Land.

When he had left South Ridge, he had encountered a Spirit Energy User who could control wild beasts, and on his return to South Ridge, he noticed traces of a mind-controlling Spirit Energy User in Nauman City, who could even remotely operate creatures like Flesh Shifters.

This was clearly a special technology from Fiery Fla Land, and the Iron Wing Dragon Flock was probably also controlled using this technology.

It would be odd if they didn’t use wild beasts as the vanguard.

“That’s really bad news.”

Shaking his head slightly, Ian continued to prepare the ‘Light Elent Elixir’ and ‘Thunderstrike Potion’, stockpiling ammunition for his troops.

Without pausing his hands, he calmly asked the Scout, “Is it Fiery Fla Land’s Armor Suit, or the Mountain People’s Armor Suit?

We need to get this clear.”

“If it’s Fiery Fla Land, then we need to contact Colonel Mayowa right now—if it’s not our fight, just reporting it would be a great achievent.”

“If it’s the Mountain People…

Although it’s definitely provided by Fiery Fla Land, it doesn’t an we can’t fight.”

“Eh?

Whose is it…

should be the Mountain People’s?

I haven’t seen other forces…”

The reporting Mountain Scout was sowhat confused.

In his view, the enemy had brought over Armor Suits, and not just one or two, which naturally ant they had no chance of overpowering them, and they should imdiately call for support from Nauman City.

Scott, who had co with the Scout, however, understood what Ian ant.

He nodded and said, “I got it.

I’ll imdiately arrange for manpower to scout out the Mountain People’s supply lines!”

“Hmm.”

Ian nodded in satisfaction—Scott, who had followed him for eight years and had developed the ability to act on his own after his escort training in Harrison Port, had recently worked with him for so ti and could keep up with his thought process.

Even as an Alchemist of near-master level, with an Alchemy Workshop under an entire city, to ensure his Armor Suit and troop supplies, Ian had to personally take action to restock; once he was too far from Leyan City, he could very well face a situation of ‘ammunition shortage’.

Not to ntion the Elental Crystals needed for the Armor Suit’s Alchemy Furnace—Leyan City didn’t even have those!

The Mountain People?

What even is the Mountain People’s Alchemy technology?

Are they even fit to use Armor Suits?

Ian could at least obtain Elental Crystal supplies from Nauman City, but wouldn’t the Mountain People just be waiting for Fiery Fla Land to deliver theirs?

If it were Fiery Fla Land’s own Armor Suits, Ian might fear a blitzkrieg that targets Leyan City, as even if Leyan City won, it would be half-destroyed, delaying the rebuilding of his territory.

But if it were the Mountain People’s…

they wouldn’t be at that level.

Ian knew very well that mastering the driving skill for an Armor Suit required at least two thousand hours of practice.

Even for a Sublimator, whose adaptability far surpassed ordinary people, to reach the stage of proficient combat within one or two months was basically impossible.

Ian was an exception because the heavy engineering machinery he drove in his previous life was much more difficult than Armor Suits.

So, as long as they cut off the Mountain People’s supply lines, five Armor Suits or ten made no difference.

“I will also go and take a look personally.” As Scott was arranging the scouting troops, Ian finished crafting his potions: “Now, let’s go et Green Tide and the rcenaries he has brought—Their arrival might still be an unknown to the Mountain People.”

What Leyan City currently lacked were trusted combatants who wouldn’t turn their coats, and who could be outfitted with Magnetic Storm Armor and Charged Rifles.

The arrival of Green Tide’s group was perfect for reinforcing a large number of effective combatants.

But what Ian hadn’t expected was that Green Tide’s support this ti ca with an unexpected surprise.

—He had brought Adalbert over!

In the front yard of Leyan Castle stood an ancient and majestic statue, depicting the Bison Dragon God looking down upon all beings from atop a mountain, a marker of the Lord’s lineage and ancient faith.

And now, beside this statue, Ian encountered a reunion that took him by surprise.

“Green Tide?

You…”

Ian’s eyes widened slightly.

He glanced at the smiling Blue-haired Swordsman, who bowed to him, and then to the White-haired individual beside him, who shyly bent forward, disguised as one of the White Folks, and was none other than the Deceased Monarch.

His expression was a mix of surprise and a subtle emotion: “How did you bring him here?”

—What was going on?

How had Green Tide reunited with Adalbert?

“Boss, I’m not quite sure myself.”

The Blue-haired Swordsman laughed heartily, hooking his arm expertly over Adalbert’s shoulder, showing a very familiar deanor: “Anyway, when we were passing by Indigo Mountain, so of the Mountain People who hadn’t rebelled found us, saying they were friends with you, boss, and this brother had co as an acquaintance of yours, looking to join you.”

“I wanted to contact you for confirmation, but the communications were being jamd by Fiery Fla Land, and we could only send ssages by birds, and since he seed to really know you, and your Elven friend Anfa also assured of this…

I brought him along.”