Above The Sky

"As you say."

"you're right."

Having said this, Patrick sighed with a self-deprecating sigh, and then smiled: "Of course, suspended animation is best, so that it will not affect the Ellen family."

"—If you can die here, it's the best choice!"

"Just to be on the safe side, it's best for Yisen to know nothing."

Raising his sword and pointing at the blond man with a sinking face in front of him, the white-haired boy calmly declared, "Patrick."

"you are lying."

—Not even the Marchioness knew about it!

"And at least I have to abolish Isengard... and kill you - smart boy, although most of those secrets are inferred by yourself, but sometimes, knowing these secrets is the way to die."

"I hope Isengard can get rid of this abominable fate, if I have to let that old thing make Issen an 'echo' or even a 'mirror', I would rather kill him with my own hands.

Patrick didn't pay too much attention to the current and slapped it away.

"Is it Marquis Ellen? He has your handle and the temptation you desire..."

After Weggs' baptism, Ian has long cultivated this vigilance - of course he doesn't believe that the psionic energy can penetrate the South China Sea Ruins Group enough to replace the psychic field changes of celestial phenomena, but this kind of thing , prudence is better than prudence.

"Isen's blood?! He even told you this kind of secret?"

"Besides, you are too naive, you are only half-assed."

But Ian knows that even if the other party regards Yi Sen as his own heir, it is absolutely impossible to 'die'.

"It's just that the only eligible descendants of the second prince's lineage are women, and they are too young to meet the conditions of the echo... not as good as Yisen."

If he just treats the opponent as a powerful first-level plus psionicist, he is very likely to lose, or even die - so he did not hesitate, directly activated the aether armed sub-strain, and crushed it with absolute violence. Press the opponent.

Show the power of Yonglang, press the trigger, and the supercharged water column shoots out immediately!

And Patrick silently held the mithril sword around his waist, as if thinking.

"Even if this place is located in the depths of the ruins and is blocked by the natural psionic energy field, this possibility cannot be denied."

Patrick drew out his sword, the mithril alloy long sword was slender and sharp, and blue-blue thunder visible to the naked eye circulated on it.

-Wait, isn't Ian a water sublimator?

And Ian said seriously: "It's you who want to fight me."

At this moment, the black flower of flesh and blood bloomed from Patrick's shoulder, revealing the brilliant blue-blue-red inner core.

Ian said firmly: "There is also a lot of information withheld."

The truth is exactly what Ian thought.

But the accident happened.

"Do not."

Patrick was slightly taken aback.

Of course, Ian doesn't need to speculate, he has already seen Aether Armed Dark Hua with his own eyes, he just needs to use the silver chip to call up the relevant information.

Although it is not a true etheric weapon, it is stronger than ordinary armor and conforms to the fighting habits of members of the Ellen family.

"Patrick, don't you think we can let you leave alive after you attacked Master Gossey, Viscount Grant and Ethan?"

"I'll return the original to you."

"Yes, I'm a half-ass."

"Yes, the old dog Axel wants to use Ethan as the carrier of his echo and even the mirror, and let his daughter give birth to his future body - Afrina, this stupid woman, doesn't know anything. , She really likes my eldest brother, she still doesn't know that her father killed Ellie, she thinks she finally has a chance."

But then he shook his head indifferently: "I don't care if you lie, I just want to tell you, I can see that you still have 'killing intent' towards me and Isengard."

Before Patrick could finish speaking, the youth's sword light flashed.

When he said this, Ian was keenly aware that Patrick's emotions had fluctuated greatly. If it weren't for the silver chip, he would have even been deceived by the other party.

The blond nobleman wanted to taunt me a little bit, like, 'You're going to use this against me? ’, but before the words were spoken, he sensed that something was wrong.

Ian's words are like sharp arrows, he has begun to mobilize the source quality in his body, and the pure white hair ends with a stream of light blue and light gold: "If you are not a half-assistant, but a real supporter For Sengard's sake, you know what you should do!"

Even the sublimator of the second energy level could only barely see it in shock, and a light golden streamer lit up in his field of vision.

He raised his head in disbelief and looked at Ian. Patrick already fully understood why the other party was so reckless. He probably already knew the shortcomings of the Anhua Zizhuang: when exposed to the same eclipsed dragon's blood, the Zizhui could not automatically obey like the main body. wearer.

With ridicule, Ian raised his hand and pointed to his heart: "If there is such a plan, wouldn't there be a secret hand in Isengard?"

Ian raised his hand, he raised his water gun.

"Even if I have the intention to kill, I always suppress it and never shoot..."

He also stretched out his hand, gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Although Patrick calls himself a half-baked, his talent is not low. He can clearly sense that Ian's combat power is far stronger than he imagined, and his psionic power is definitely not the "observation-type psionic power" shown by the teenager.

The man said to himself a little sadly: "You can really read people's hearts, little guy. I have a little doubt whether that guy Ailes knows this side of you."

A murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his tone became cold: "I really can't die like this, even if I want to die, I have to be killed by Ayers or Teacher Gosey in a fair and honest way. , that makes sense.”

Resisting the anger, but the surface is still indifferent, Patrick looked around at the smooth metal fragments around him, and stared at his own twisted and fragmented reflection in the fragments: "Ian, you can definitely understand that if Yisen is alive, the result must be better than death. And a tragic ending."

"That's why you let him go..."

"I hope to save the family from Axel's conspiracy, but I can't give up the family's current glory and wealth and the emperor's preference."

Nourishes—

"If you know, with his character, you won't be able to sleep peacefully."

Crackling - the electric current began to beat abnormally, and the aether armed sub-strain that had quietly covered Patrick suddenly erected a sharp thorn, just like a sea urchin, and kept squirming, and the head that had been covered also followed. An Hua's abnormality faded, revealing the other's shocked face.

The flowers that bloomed from Patrick's shoulders withered in an instant, and then spread to his whole body like flowing blood - it looked like blood, but it was thicker and thicker than blood, covering the body of the blond nobleman in his breath, and outline his body clearly.

At this time, the etheric weapon defect of the biological creature with its own life is exposed!

The noble said intriguingly: "Are you really going to fight me?"

"But even so, it's not impossible... If Yisen doesn't know anything and doesn't expose his flaws, then Axel's goal will be shifted to other test items."

It was a substrain of the Aether Armament, Anhua, of the Ellen family.

"If Yisen just doesn't know anything and loses his advanced potential, then Axel is at most looking for another experimental target - as far as I know, the bloodline of the second prince's wife's bloodline 'Similar Night Shadow' has almost The symbiotic power of our family's eclipsed dragons is even stronger than our Ellen family in terms of reproduction."

After all, it is a specially isolated sub-strain, and it was originally used by outsiders, so it is defective in identifying instructions.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Patrick's mind.

Connecting with the elf pirates, contacting the natives, causing such a huge loss, even the aether armed sub-strains were used to attack - Patrick's determination is probably deeper than he thought.

The water column is galloping, but this water column is not colorless and transparent pure water... but mixed with a strange black!

The blond nobleman muttered to himself, he did not expect it.

The blond man replied calmly, "I'm just a half-ass."

The water-colored halo in Ian's eyes flickered, and in the center of the pupil, the silver iris flashed with dense inscription characters, he chuckled: "You have no choice from the beginning, you are just as stupid as you, but you don't know. "

Meanwhile, Ian raised his sword again, freeing Patrick from 'I'm really no better than a fourteen-year-old? ' that subtle emotion.

——Why did you suddenly become a soil type? !

"emission."

"Yeah—I'm a stupid half-ass."