High Above

  Chapter 413 The rescuer and the rescued (33)

   Just when Sombra confronted Siou who suddenly appeared.

  Ian, who was 'fleeing' all the way, was muttering something enough to faint the black shadow.

   "Take a little bit of strength, take a little bit of strength, otherwise the opponent won't be able to break through the defense..."

Ian, who was pale (slowing down the blood flow) and weakening in strength (shrinking his strength), had already lowered his defense as much as possible. As a result, Sombra's knife still didn't cut through the flesh and blood. After smashing his armor, it only scratched A layer of skin was broken.

If it wasn't for Ian's quick reaction, clamping the blade with his own muscles forcefully, cutting himself with his own strength, and fixing the blade, Sombra's knife might have been bounced away long ago. How could it be possible? Put it on him?

   Not to mention, in order to get injured as much as possible, Ian even took off the dragon leather vest left by his teacher in advance and wrapped it around his waist—otherwise, let alone breaking the defense, Sombra's knife might be thrown away.

  Of course, this is something only Ian himself knows.

  From the outside, it looks like he has been running for a long time and his body control has decreased.

   It was this scene that made Xiou, who had been hiding in the surrounding jungle waiting for an opportunity, take advantage of the situation to block the shadow.

   As for why not sooner...

  Come on, Ian didn't suffer any injuries, what reason does the Dragon Sect have to help him?

   Seeing injustice on the road, do you do what is right?

  ... It's not impossible, the young knight has white hair and silver armor, handsome appearance, and excellent cooking skills; on the other hand, the black shadow is covered with a pitch-black metal carapace, and the face is invisible, and there is no beauty at all.

   It's a dragon... It's everyone who knows who to help.

   But in the final analysis, the more dangerous and the more it appears at the last moment, the more thanks you can get.

  Leave aside Xiou's inner thoughts.

  He didn't realize at all that Ian simply looked at the area where he was, and then 'fleeed' all the way here.

  He didn't even know that when he ran out to save the scene, he almost forgot to pull out the knife, so he went up with a scabbard, and Ian had a full view of it.

   As for whether Xiou can stop the shadow, Ian is not worried at all.

  Let’s not talk about it. He has already seen that Sombra doesn’t want to reveal his true identity. If he is not 100% sure, he will definitely not use his full strength when doing private work like this, and he will probably leave when he is blocked by someone.

  Xio’s true identity is obviously a dragon, so the human form is a long-range prosthetic body, so what if he loses?

   At most, the body of the dragon is dispatched, but Ian is looking forward to seeing what the dragon looks like up close.

  Of course, as a first energy level, even if he has psychic powers, Ian should not know this.

  So, he pretended to be ignorant of everything behind him and was still running for his life, and continued galloping towards the depths of the mountain.

   "Oh, I see, Anfa is just ahead."

   Not long after, Ian noticed through the precognitive vision that a familiar blue mist appeared in front of him.

   It seems that the elf bachelor has joined Xiou, and the two came to meet him together.

  Since this is the case, the boy began to think about the next action.

   "Theoretically speaking, I was stabbed in the back with a goblin bloodline, and then I continued to run for so long. The wound must have opened, but what should I do if I can't bleed? Well, freeze the wound with ice and pretend that I have dealt with it myself."

   "Then, I should be out of breath and exhausted, and I will immediately fall to the ground and pass out."

   "It's easy to be in a coma. I can simulate it with a silver chip, and then my mind enters a state of meditation, using the perception of goblins to sense the outside world—they can't find that I have a second energy level. This is a blind spot."

  After quickly going through the whole process in his mind, Ian, who was already pale, staggered suddenly, fell forward, and rolled towards the side of the woods.

  Boom! The big tree that Ian hit couldn't help shaking, and the fallen leaves were flying. After a green figure noticed this, he accelerated his pace, dexterously slid through the forest, and came to Ian's side.

Anfa held an alchemy firecracker that looked like a sniper rifle in his hand. This was his real weapon. He originally planned to cooperate with Xiou to intercept Sombra, but in the end he found it was useless. His arms and legs were bound, as if he wanted to leave quickly.

   And Xiou also wants the other party to leave quickly, but he can't show it too obviously.

  The two of them tugged at each other like this, swords flicked back and forth, you hit the empty knife, and I pierced the air once, it was really lively.

  In the end, both sides made a feint, and then separated, ending this battle without much sincerity.

   Sombra left in a hurry, at least this time he didn't gain anything - Ian seems to have something to do with the Dragon Cult? While it doesn't seem like a big deal, at least it's better than nothing.

   "Anfa, how is this kid?"

After driving away the enemies, Xiou rushed to the scene of Ian's 'coma' at the first time. He asked his friend: "This guy has dragon blood, so he shouldn't die so easily? And what kind of dragon blood is he? ? I had a meal with him before, and I can't see it..."

   Untied the back armor, the elf who was observing Ian's wound raised his head, his golden pupils stared at the man who was still chattering.

  He beckoned to the red-haired dragonborn, holding his hand.

   Xiou was a little confused, so he approached Anfa, and then let out a painful cry: "Ouch, it hurts—what are you doing?!"

"I just know how to eat, but I didn't bring back any information." The elf bachelor pulled a red hair from Xiou's head, and said lightly: "Don't disturb me, every time you write on both sides of the letter paper, I didn't expect the reality to be different." So many words."

   "As for what I do? Isn't it obvious? See how his dragon's blood reacts with your dragon's blood, otherwise I don't even know what medicine to use."

   Saying this, Anfa signaled Xiou to go away: "It just so happens that your body is relatively thin with dragon blood, so you won't have a strong reaction—stay away and don't disturb me."

  The elf carefully poked Xio's red hair towards Ian's wound, where the bloodstains had been frozen.

   Immediately, a circle of light golden lingering ice blue essence confronted the blue-red essence on Siou's red hair.

   "Dragon blood of the second line of water and soil, no wonder the source quality of the goblin blood is so pure."

   "It just happens to be against Xiou's wind and fire. It's a bit like a crystal dragon? But it's more pure than a crystal dragon... It should be an ancient crystal dragon, the line of the dragon king."

  Nodding slightly, Anfa showed a clear expression. This result is definitely inaccurate. The Dragon Worship Sect has no way to accurately trace the source blood of each dragon, but it is enough to have a general tendency.

  He took out several bottles of fluorescent medicine from the package on the side: "The blood is so pure, it's much easier to treat."

  The elf quickly mixed several bottles of medicine, turning the ointment with different colors of aura into an ice blue slurry, and he carefully dripped it on Ian's wound with a test tube.

   Immediately, a thin layer of thin ice replaced Ian's previous condensed ice layer, evenly covering his wound.

The ice layer full of vitality urges the muscles and skin to heal and stitch together. The elf stretched out his hand and wiped it with his empty hand, and the wound on the boy's back was only left with a layer of faint red marks and ice layer: "The external injury is healed, and the internal injury is estimated to be recuperated for a while." Time... I never expected that I would meet such a talented fellow just because I came to Nanling for a meeting."

"Yeah yeah."

Xiou also folded his hands, leaning on the tree beside him, and nodded in agreement: "There is really something wrong with the imperial people. Such a good genius is not well protected, and there are people who assassinate them secretly - if you want to replace me, lock him up." In the nest, underage is not allowed to come out..."

"My dear friend, I think that you just want to repeat what your mother did to you. And the result is obviously not good. You are still behaving like a child at your age, which is the deficiency of this education method. present."

  Anfa shook his head slightly, and then carefully lifted Ian, who was 'comatose', and looked a little fragile, "Let's go, fortunately he met us, otherwise it would be dangerous to run all the way to Nauman City."

   "Take him back to Avod, we have to teach him how to hide his blood."

   At the end of the month, ask for a monthly pass!

   Energy has really declined a lot, and my work and rest are a little disordered. This is the case with writing, and I am prone to anxiety.

   There is no way to add too many more, I can only ensure that the three shifts every day last as long as possible...

  (end of this chapter)