Chapter 1747: Chapter 342: Life Energy and Fighting Spirit Douqi
At this moment, Ian somewhat understood Far Shore Islandâs decision.
As long as they could turn the New Continent into their backyard, they wouldnât care about the disputes on Terra Continentâif it werenât for The Empire possessing the remains of the Terra Dragon, they might not have wanted to ally with the Fiery Flame Land and get caught up in a world war.
Of course, this was also a kind of dual strategy. If the plan on the New Continent didnât go smoothly, Far Shore Island could still obtain a piece of continental territory from Fiery Flame Land, which was the former Outer Flamefly Region, the Modandel Spire Port area.
Therefore, Far Shore Island never cooperated with Fiery Flame Land in a massive invasion of The Empire, at most just harassed the fleets of the Seven Cities Alliance, taking advantage of the national forcesâ retreat, to raid the Atlantian Megalopolis.
"Uh."
At this moment, listening to Ian talking to himself, Andor couldnât help but break out in a cold sweat: "Boss, are these topics really something I should be hearing?"
"Youâll be working for me in the future, so these things you must know."
The young Little Crystal Dragon sensed the current body of this âblank slateâ, comparing it with its other body across the sea, nodding thoughtfully.
The Crystal Dragon, worthy of being a biological battleship of pre-civilization, transformed from blankness into a powerful being close to the Third Energy Level in a short time, its bones still able to withstand it.
If Ian wished, he could continue to turn this second body into an extremely formidable Glazed-Glass Dragon body.
However, thereâs no need for this; it would be better to let Green Pupil itself transform this second body; he could share his thinking and cultivation methods with the other side but thereâs no need to overshadow the process of getting stronger.
As for Andorâs fear, he calmly said, "Be thankful, for youâve entered the greatest organization in this worldâfortunately, you did not become my enemy but rather became my subordinate."
"I know."
To this, Andor sincerely said, "Iâve always believed this."
Just then.
Originally intending to instruct Andor to connect with the people from Silverpeak Domain and to take the Little Crystal Dragon back to Silverdust Forest, he suddenly changed expression.
The Foresight View and the âPrecognitive Interfaceâ gifted by Huai Guang Church simultaneously operated, making many phantasmic scenes pass in front of his eyes.
It was the possibility of another timeline.
It was a great city covered in drizzle, a seaside metropolis besieged by fleets. The Atlantian Megalopolis was tightly blockaded by allied forces of two nations, with barrages covering the sky and various Sublimation Skills falling like raindrops inside the city.
In the chaos of towering waves, an Armor Suit with two Little Crystal Dragons broke through the chaotic magical beastsâ group, avoiding the two nationsâ troops that had already infiltrated the city and were causing widespread destruction; the former Pirate Captain Andor was attempting a breakout.
He should have escaped. He should have fled alone.
If alone, no one would have noticed him, after all, the purpose of the two nationsâ troops was not simply to loot but had a deeper motive... he could have gotten away.
However, taking along two Little Crystal Dragons already four to five meters long, even those who originally had no thoughts would inevitably focus their eyes on him.
In an instant, numerous gunfires and confinement bullets fired at himâto avoid hurting the Crystal Dragons, otherwise, Andor would have been hit and killed long ago.
Rationality told Andor, he should have long abandoned those two Little Crystal Dragons and left alone... but after raising them for so many years, he couldnât bear it all in one moment.
He was just an uninteresting and meaningless Pirate Captain, yet these two clever Little Crystal Dragons had nearly become like children to him... in the future when they return to the Southern Sea, under Ianâs command, they surely could create their own legends.
More valuable than himself, more meaningful...
[Hold on]
And at this moment, a more mature Ianâs voice line rang out, incredibly steady: [Support is coming soon, hide and donât fight]
"Boss?"
Andor was slightly surprised, but he smiled: "Already canât hide, too many people, I canât get out... but since youâre here, the two little ones can surely survive."
Buzz.
The Armor Suit fleeing with the Little Crystal Dragons suddenly stopped moving, he raised his hand, signaling the equally confused Little Crystal Dragons to keep running, then turned around, facing the pursuers: "If thatâs the case, thatâs enough."
"Lucky to have picked up a life from you, boss, survived for so many years, knew so many secrets that ordinary people wouldnât touch in a lifetimeâthis life, itâs already worth it."
[Donât do anything foolish!] Meanwhile, the more mature Ianâs voice sternly said: [Come back! Hold on!]
[Damn it!]
Andor did not follow Ianâs instruction.
Because he knew, even surviving would mean one of the Little Crystal Dragons being heavily injured or even captured by the enemy.
Because not everyone originally wanted to survive.
Some long ago felt theyâd lived enough, so once encountering an opportunity to die peacefully, they did it without hesitation.
Amidst the explosions, Armor Suit charged towards the enemyâs direction.
...
"South Sea Great Maze Chronicles," "Ecology of Magical Beasts," "Crystalline Dragon Sketch Collection," "Atlantian Megalopolis"...
Drafts and collections of sketches were gathered and placed before a person.
"Truly didnât realize he was so talented."
On the other timeline, Ian slowly said, with a somewhat complex tone: "Just by letting him read a little more, self-learn some skills... perhaps, we lost a future artistic master."