Chapter 1242 - 195: You Are Not Ian, Who Are You Exactly! (6600)_4

Chapter 1242: Chapter 195: You Are Not Ian, Who Are You Exactly! (6600)_4

Aina was preparing to act again. Even if he couldn’t take away the Crystal Cabinet after phototransformation, he had to stop others from doing so.

From previous encounters, he noticed that due to the long duration of weakening, combined with the damage the Subspace Labyrinth suffered during the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, the ’Stasis Stance’ could no longer, in theory, counteract any external force one hundred percent.

With that being the case, even if he couldn’t take the entire cabinet, taking certain Storage Crystal Chips individually shouldn’t be a problem... According to the Empire’s intelligence, back then, Canaan Moore managed to secure a few key Storage Crystal Chips with this approach, and the ’Stasis Stance’ that needed to be overcome was much less!

"I can’t let others get ahead."

And just as he predicted, when Aina rapidly approached the Crystal Cabinet again, along with a subtle shift in the Domain of Void, a black-haired Elf Girl suddenly appeared.

Golan National Domain, like the Silver Gate, is also an elven genius with ’space’ bloodline abilities inheritance. She blinked at Aina, seemingly in greeting, but a dagger with no intent to kill suddenly appeared in her hand, aiming viciously at his heart.

But, what could be faster than light? Aina raised his left index and ring finger, and a beam as wide as a finger surged forth, faster than the dagger, piercing through Golan’s throat.

But this was just a phantasm.

After the phantasm dissipated, Golan appeared hundreds of meters away. The Origin Quality avatar and teleportation is a bloodline specialty of the National Domain Department.

Repulsing his opponent, Aina was about to grab a few Storage Crystal Chips from the cabinet, but at that moment, he suddenly found himself unable to move, enveloped in a black shadow.

—Necrocaller? But why, wasn’t he fighting with Gaer?

Thinking quickly, Aina’s entire body emitted light, transforming into a golden beam and escaping from the Spirit Energy constraints of the Necrocaller, but the Crystal Cabinet was left behind as a result.

It was at this moment, halfway in the air, that Aina discovered the situation was more complicated than he had imagined.

Perhaps because the prior confrontation dragged on too long, or perhaps realizing his guarded item was being tampered with, the Voidrealm Machine God had regrouped and began advancing on everyone’s rear.

Gaer and the Necrocaller, after a few exchanges, separated to coordinate their teams, aiming to counter the Voidrealm Machine God and any other exploration team’s strikes. Once finished, they each sought new opponents.

The Necrocaller came after Aina, while Gaer...

He headed towards the direction of the Dragon Worshiper Squad.

"Think you can sit back and relax? Think again. It’s either all or nothing!"

Boom! Gaer recklessly charged towards Yisen, ’Ian’, Anfa, and ’Sio’ at several times the speed of sound. His momentum was overwhelming, clearly excited to engage with opponents of equal strength and prowess.

Sharp blade light accompanied by a nearly tangible storm of blades erupted in Gaer’s hands, transforming into a metal storm, completely shrouding him from view. All that was visible was a massive storm blade sphere, crashing directly towards everyone!

As Gaer charged, the storm blade sphere grew ever larger, countless rotating blades like rain in a storm, unstoppable, about to fall on the four.

But for some reason, Yisen Gard and Anfa didn’t feel any danger—they countered and retaliated, yet the blade light coming their way turned out to be mere illusions, even the Anfa Avatar disguised as Sio safely withdrew from Gaer’s blade light range.

Where there’s falsehood there’s realness, if all the directions’ blade lights were false, it meant...

"What is this, targeting me?"

Sio, disguised as Ian, showed a slight change in expression. She wasn’t incapable of blocking the attack, but how to fend it off in a manner consistent with Ian’s persona and abilities was the real focal point!

So, she had no choice but to retreat!

Using strong mental power to see through each blade light’s trajectory, using the formidable Dragon Soul of the True Dragon to brute-force analyze Gaer’s all attack weaknesses, then retreat continuously!

In an instant, Sio retreated nearly a kilometer, and yet Gaer’s attack was like a fierce storm sweeping across an entire continent, continuous and extremely powerful, slightly pausing at just a kilometer.

But just as Sio’s heart tightened, thinking Gaer planned on using stronger moves, this khan’s young son suddenly frowned and leaped back a step, suspiciously circling around Sio: "Ian Silverpeak... one of the Empire’s finest youth talents, unrivaled in swordsmanship, and mighty in Sublimation Skills, defeating a Blood of the Ten Kings inheritor in a single strike... I’ve watched your combat footage, stunning and amazing, you’re one of the three people I must challenge on this visit."

"But now, I’m disappointed." Saying so, he slightly raised his chin, his voice low, "Why do you only dodge? Why don’t you draw your sword?"

"Do you look down on me, or do you think this isn’t worth your fight?"

At this point, the khan’s young son said arrogantly, "If so, then show me the true skills of your swordsmanship, name your price."

"Inside these ruins, we’re enemies, outside I’ll keep my promise, Royal Blood Descendants never lie."

"..."

Sio wished she could learn to say something like Ian, but knowing herself as a True Dragon, she understood perfectly that if she didn’t want to expose herself, she better not say a word, maintaining this high-cold mysterious demeanor...

"No, that’s wrong."

But just as Sio pondered how to better mimic Ian, Gaer suddenly shouted, "You’re not Ian—who are you, really?"

"Where’s the real Ian?!"