Chapter 1205: Chapter 183 Magical Beasts Know Martial Arts (5800)_3
Since that’s the case, why did she ask this question herself?
[The offspring of the Old Dog and the Featherless Bird are more formidable than they were back in their day… it’s just their disposition is somewhat lacking]
An aged voice sounded lightly, sharply commenting on the performance of the two outstanding young talents of major forces: [Anyway, the Old Dog dared to lead an army to hunt his fifth uncle when he was eighteen, establishing his conviction through the momentum of the army, converging spirit energy, and immediately breaking through, only to decapitate his elder in one-on-one combat… This little pup has reached the same level over a year earlier than his father, but whether he can break through in this relic remains uncertain]
[As for that little chick… hah, what’s going on with the Sertar family? They used to be known as the family of eternal daylight covering the earth and claimed that the darkest shadow lies under the brightest light? This group of schemers with ulterior motives, why has recent generations consistently produced these upright saints? One Yinaiga was unusual enough, but Michael and this little chick also have the same personality… have they changed nature due to long-standing lack of virtue?]
[Regarding strength, it’s quite ordinary. The Guardian’s greatest skill is not swordsmanship, but command technique; he is one of the few who can both fight his own battles and command a formidable army of hundreds of thousands. Back in the Farvette Mountain Range, I suffered several setbacks, but he gained no advantage either. His father Carlos is somewhat interesting, actually transforming the Heart Light Body into feathers and hiding them on this kid, willing to break rules to protect his son, this kind of scheming yet protective shortcoming is precisely what I understand of the Sertar family]
[Don’t worry about these two people] After viciously mocking the Ximor Royal Court and the Setal Imperial Family, the old voice gave the final answer: [You should find an opportunity to kill the relatives around that young pup, frame anyone for it, and he will definitely go mad like a rabid dog looking for trouble—relatives can only be killed by oneself, this twisted morality is ingrained in their bones]
[As for the Empire faction, find an opportunity to kill his team members, if half of them die, the upright little guy will be heartbroken and retreat voluntarily, eliminating the threat]
“Wow.” The Elf Girl exclaimed: “Old ancestor, your suggestion is really vicious and useful. Although I’m capable, isn’t the Royal Court our ally? Why would you ask me to kill our own people?”
“Moreover, there are several personalities of the Fourth Energy Level watching closely now, it’s fine if one or two die, but if too many do, they’re sure to intervene!”
[Who asked you to kill now] The voice, known as the Old Ancestor, was indifferent to his descendant’s sarcastic manner: [Wait until the third layer—at that time, all communication means will be ineffective… Besides, those guys on the surface won’t have the time to care about the people inside the relic]
[As for now, continue leading your team to converge. If there’s no accident, all exploration teams entering the Exotic Species Research Institute will gather around the Empire and Royal Court sides]
Though the Old Ancestor spoke with exceptional certainty, Golan had a different idea.
With her thoughtful gaze, she glanced towards the southwest, at the Southern Ridge Worship Dragon Sect team, where her old rival Anfa and the Empire genius Ian Silverpeak weren’t far off: “I think… not necessarily.”
Southwest of the Sanctuary.
A pale-faced young man with long, black waterfall-like hair trailing to his ankles hovered expressionlessly about a foot off the ground, holding a heavy metal-covered book, his eyes scanning the text written in unusually complex inscriptions.
City of Knowledge, Chief of Qingyue Spire, apprentice of Master of Transformation Sasis Qingyue, Thinker Elg.
With gold-framed single-lens glasses, the young man seriously flipped through the pages. Invisible spirit energy allowed him to read without handling, and move without walking… Behind him, large groups of exobeasts with vacant eyes crawled on the spot, bewildered expressions placed orderly by the City of Knowledge Exploration Team, photographed and recorded one by one by image devices.
Originally reading, Elg suddenly turned his head, glancing towards Golan’s direction, then the south, with dark shadows of confusion swirling in his eyes. After frowning, he returned his gaze to the book.
South of the Sanctuary.
“Brothers and sisters, slaughtering is indeed necessary, but we cannot only kill!”
“Right! Can’t just kill!”
“Brothers and sisters, mentors often say, don’t waste after killing enemies, eat what we can, bury the rest to become fertilizer, giving back to the world!”
“Right! Give back to the world!”
“Brothers and sisters, we must always remember, we are the brave and fearless Mechanical Dragon Guard, the righteous and solemn Silver Fairy!”
“Right! We are brave and fearless!” “No, should say righteous and solemn now!” “Hey, what do you guys know, should say both titles together!”
“Stop! Halt! Anyway, Iron Fence, go set the pot, Silver Fruit, go light the fire!”
Among the sea of corpses, a group of silver flashes flew about, producing joyous sounds: “The taste of relic exobeasts, I’ve wanted to try it for a long time!”
A group cheered in unison: “Right! Wanted to try for a long time!”
The Dragon Maiden expressed regret: “I feel it’s non-toxic, besides, look at this land shrimp, just roasted red by Yisen, its meat crystal clear and fragrant!”
“… These exobeasts have True Dragon’s Blood, who knows what strange information might be inside… you” Toward his friend’s pitiful expression, Anfa, even deeply wanting to roll his eyes, could only sigh: “If you don’t mind this artificial body, then eat.”
“Mmm… forget it.” Sio thought for a moment, then shook her head emphatically, temporarily suppressing her curiosity and craving for delicacies: “Let’s wait until the exploration ends, then try the taste of these exobeasts!”
After speaking, she lifted her head, looking forward.
There, the silhouette of a white-haired boy was casually scanning the surroundings, searching for potential enemies.
Centered around him, a network of exobeast corpses frozen by the ice, lay quietly in the frost.
On the other side, a blond boy enveloped by faint heat waves discovered something among the corpses, then raised up calling to his friend: “The leader is here!”
“Ah, thank you, Yisen.” Hearing this, Ian couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief: “Earlier I accidentally killed too quickly, didn’t even have time to identify which was special…”
[Without using the Prophet Psychic, things get much more troublesome]
Exchanging a glance with Yisen Gard, Ian reflected.
Realizing that the Dark Gold Colossus Dragon hiding in the relic doesn’t have absolute control over the institute, Ian planned to mislead their intelligence—in fact, no one else knew that Ian’s Foresight View could be activated any time, used almost infinitely as long as he had the stamina.
Thus, he aimed to disguise his Seer’s Ability as one that could only be used ‘every once in a while’, also misleading those Fourth Energy Level strong individuals conducting surveillance.
But the problem arose—while pondering how to mislead the Dark Gold Colossus Dragon and other Fourth Energy Levels, Ian accidentally exerted too much force, earnestly triggering an Ice Fairy Origin Quality burst, instantly killing all exobeasts present.
Though quickly recovering and casually throwing out a line pretending he accomplished it using full prowess, theoretically the distinct exobeast leader went missing.
And Yisen Gard helped him, locating that leader.
“Uh… a very robust seal?”
Approaching Yisen Gard’s side, Ian observed this seal, a solid three meters tall and five meters long, robust like a sumo wrestler, falling into contemplation: “This seal actually has extremely sturdy ‘arms’, appearing capable of employing potent slapping and pushing skills—this is no ordinary modification.”
Thinking aloud, Ian’s eyes solemnly remarked to his nearby companions: “This is the prototype of Artificial Demon Beasts! On the Terra Continent, those appearing to innately possess some battle techniques, even skills almost rivaling humans… perhaps they’re its descendants!”
“Moreover, these metallic transformation modules on its head…”
With that, Ian levitated, reaching on this seal’s head to take out a small metallic ball, raising his brows, stating: “It’s ‘networked’.”
“These exobeasts are networked with each other!”