[This group of young people is indeed passionate; they actually plan to confront the Labyrinth Master head-on...]
In the corner of the test area, a patch of dark subspace fragments dispersed, and Golan’s image emerged. The silhouette of an elf girl, formed from dark mist, floated in mid-air, looking at the distant confrontation between the Dark Gold Colossus Dragon and the many young individuals, shaking her head involuntarily: [You mustn’t learn from them. At times , you should take a step back and hide behind others...]
[Hmph, the inheritance of The Unyielding Fortress is strong, yet those who cultivate it are all fools and madmen,] he remarked.
[Old Ancestor, what do you plan to do now?] Golan’s soul asked curiously: [Right now, if you don’t join forces with Mahdi’s group to fight against the Labyrinth Master, once that master deals with that group, won’t we become the sole target?]
[Judging by the current situation, if the Labyrinth Master learns how to battle, you using my body won’t be able to stop it.]
[Don’t worry too much,] Campari withdrew his gaze, looking up at the test area already showing slight signs of damage, and smiled: [This place is about to give out. The Labyrinth Master can’t even control its own power properly, and it’s likely to use excessive force. Given some more time, we’ll be able to leave this level of the labyrinth directly.]
[By then, we’ll just take the Source of Dragon Blood and leave. The rest can be left for others who are quicker... This way, the Labyrinth Master won’t bother with us.]
[Oh...] Golan seemed thoughtful, looking at the group of young people, and smiled: [Old Ancestor, do you think they can’t defeat the Dark Gold Colossus Dragon?]
[How could a True Dragon of the Fourth Energy Level be so easily defeated?] Campari shook his head: [Although their trump cards are strong, they only provide one strike. They’re meant for emergencies, waiting for their ’elders’ to rescue the scene... It’s fine for short-term support, but long-term combat or full-force attack will only lead to defeat.]
So saying, the elder’s soul affirmed with utmost certainty.
And the Prophet thought this evaluation wasn’t wrong, just slightly needed modification.
[Aina, your Sun’s Fury should be used second to last. The target is the dragon’s abdomen to create an opening for Gaer.]
At this moment, Aina, who had fully integrated the Heart Light Body bestowed by his father Carlos into his own soul, catalyzing his power to its limit, heard ’Ian’s’ voice.
The Prophet’s voice remained calm, his Spirit Energy vibrating in Aina’s heart-sea: [The specific target location is here, the weak point of the Dark Gold Colossus Dragon. Your full-force strike can interrupt its energy cycle. Ensure you hit it.]
[I surely can,] Aina nodded and agreed. At this moment, the wings of the Sunbird behind him were already spread. He said sternly: [But I want to ask... Ian,]
[Can you truly see our victorious future?]
[Not necessarily. Sometimes victory and defeat cannot be evaluated so simply,] the blue-haired boy calmly replied: [But I can clearly see the possibility of survival.]
[Alright, then I’ll trust it!]
Without any hesitation, Aina’s character might just be honest, perhaps not so suspicious. He can always immediately believe the words he can trust and act swiftly to do the most direct things... This might be the nature of the Sunbird, like light itself, going straight ahead.
Meanwhile, besides Aina, other young warriors also heard ’Ian’s’ private inquiries and guidance.
[Necrocaller, do not make your summoned Ancient Dragon suppress the Labyrinth Master’s bodily movements directly; revert it to the Swamp of Shadows to trap the True Dragon’s four legs, preventing its movement.]
[Elg, you... and your symbiote attempt to invade the Mind World of this Destiny Master, disrupting its reaction speed and movement. It is a special information life form, neither Dragon nor Human, immune to many biological special attacks, but I think your group (Thousand-Star Beast) is well-suited to handle this. Information life should be no novelty to you.]
[Silver Salt, try attacking the Labyrinth Master’s reverse scale. You don’t need to break it, just distract it while protecting the abdomen and the reverse scale. Don’t worry, you’ll have your chance.]
[Anfa, attempt to summon your ’father’s’ bloodline... No, I’m not asking you to really merge and choose it, just call upon it, agitate the aura, and make the Labyrinth Master restless. It hasn’t fully mastered the methods of combat yet; its attack and defense are not smooth. You need to distract it, creating an opportunity for Silver Salt’s surprise attack. ’I’ will cooperate with you...]
And finally, the most important one.
The white-haired Prophet turned his head, looking at Gaer, who was examining him with a skeptical expression, using a pair of black eyes to measure him up and down. He smiled slightly: "What, don’t like me giving orders?"
"No... All Terra People know, if a Prophet suggests you do something, it’s best to follow it to the letter, or else if you die, it’s just because you were stupid."
Retracting his gaze, Gaer spoke frankly: "I just think you know us too well... for instance, your arrangement for me..."
"Hmm," ’Ian’ nodded slightly: "You are the final blow. Gaer, you must activate the trump card your uncle left for you, using the ’Sky Hammer’ to shatter the Labyrinth Master’s defensive stance—if indeed it is the full-force strike of the Sky Hammer, then you can accomplish it."