High Above Chapter 211

  Chapter 211 Isengard's life experience (34)

   "Ah, I'm sorry, I should have told you a long time ago."

But Ian never thought that Isengard was not very sensitive to this aspect. He even said something apologetic, and then began to explain to Ian: "Erosion of the Dragon is actually not a 'dragon', but a dragon." A strange semi-gaseous life that lives in thunder clouds."

   "Its appearance looks like a mass of dark and dense water mist. It maintains its own form with subtle electric currents, and maintains its own life by absorbing the energy of sunlight, lightning, and strong winds."

  The blond boy raised a hand, and the flow in his palm was similar to that of Master Gesai, but there was a miniature small tornado, with faint spots of light emerging and disappearing in the small tornado.

Staring at the source quality in his palm, Isengard said softly: "If that's all it is, it's just an ordinary gaseous life form... But the special thing about the Light Eclipse Dragon is that it can 'symbiosis' with other life forms. ...or 'parasitic'."

"The most powerful eroding dragon will try to possess some flying birds and even giant dragons that move in the air all year round... Some will fail, but some will succeed, and those creatures that are successfully parasitized or symbiotic will become It will strengthen the physical quality of the symbiont, strengthen its ability to refine the source quality, and even gain the ability to control fire, wind and thunder."

"The possessed creature will become extremely powerful. Even the most common flying-winged sub-dragon can increase its energy level by about one level... This kind of dragon was called the erosion dragon in ancient times because of this characteristic—it can Extract the most powerful potential of the possessed creature, but it will also erode the life of the other party, causing its host to die after a period of super prosperity."

  "But in fact, the Lightning Refining Dragon will not die—it just becomes bigger, then splits, or changes to another host."

   Sighing, the blond boy said: "It sounds very powerful, but in fact, the highest level of the Light Erosion Dragon Refinement is the fourth energy level. No matter how you improve it, you can't break through the fifth energy level."

   "Unless there are some individual geniuses, or a seriously injured body of the fifth energy level, or the other party actively accepts it."

  —A wonderful creature, almost like some kind of special auxiliary biological weapon.

  After hearing the words 'symbiotic possession', Ian couldn't help but nodded slightly, looking very interested.

Unlike other Terrans who may be afraid of the special and terrifying aspects of the Erosion Dragon Refinement, he suddenly said: "So, your family's etheric weapon 'Anhua' is, in a sense, a machine of your own. Created through biotechnology, it can further assist in the symbiosis with humans of the 'artificial light-etching dragon refinement biological armor'?"

   "Or in other words, an Erosion Dragon that is completely under your control?"

"Well, yes, it's just man-made." Isengard affirmed Ian's guess: "Actually, the reason why etheric weapons are a symbol of great nobles is because each etheric weapon is essentially related The crystallization of blood and technology built by the family with all their efforts."

   "It is our artificial blood carrier, and it is also an experimental tool for the major noble families to speculate on how to make the blood further."

  —So that's the case, using ether to arm this kind of 'physical virtual machine' that can be reconfigured and loaded repeatedly for experiments... Indeed, it is reasonable.

  Ian nodded seriously, and he said that it is impossible for nobles to give up the channel to improve their strength and blood.

  Ether Arms is not only the highest symbol of family strength, but also the condensed crystallization of core technology.

  But he doesn't have to worry too much about this—the silver chip can perfectly replace the function of the ether arm as an experimental body, and even far exceed it.

   As for that elf pirate...

  In Ian's mind, the elven pirate who was still curled up and crying: "Isengarde's blood is essentially a part of his hands and feet that he can control.

  This pirate is equivalent to his own organs being held by Isengard, no wonder he is firmly restrained. "

"It's just that if you are on guard, even ordinary apprentices who have just condensed the source seed will be difficult to be plotted by this method. In the final analysis, Isengard's blood is water without a source, and it will soon be fully utilized The source quality of the body is offset."

   "Unless it is a complete coma and shock, the source matter in the body basically does not move."

   Following Isengard's narration, Ian gradually learned about the real situation of eroding the light and refining the dragon.

As a half-gaseous and half-spiritual life form, the most powerful thing about the Light Erosion Dragon is its ability to transform and adapt to various source energies—it can absorb the energy of the three elements of light, wind and thunder and control it freely. Among the true bloodlines, very few can control the inheritance of the three lines of source quality.

  However, unless they can reach the fourth energy level, otherwise, the sublimator can choose at most one department to major in, and other attributes can only be used as auxiliary.

   The main line chosen by Isengard is 'Fire' and the auxiliary 'Wind'.

  And Patrick is 'Thunder' and 'Wind'.

   "Everyone thinks that uncle is not proficient in fighting... I didn't expect him to be really strong..."

  Isengard whispered to himself in a desolate voice: "What exactly does he want to do..."

  —What's the matter? Seven or eight years ago, everyone thought that Viscount Grant was a decadent nobleman who only played with beauties and drank fine wine... Although it's not much worse now, it's just that he doesn't pretend to be decadent.

  Ian didn't find it strange that he could be recognized as a friend by Viscount Grant. No matter how bad Patrick was, he couldn't be a simple dude.

   It would be better to say that these two people really have similarities. They are both quite capable but they were very good at hiding before, but they have courage to act at critical moments.

   "Patrick..."

  At this moment, Master Gesai has roughly recovered a little strength—he is still seriously injured and unable to use the source quality, but there is no problem when he stands up and speaks.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and his voice was tired, with a trace of loss: "I saw back then that he was not unintelligent, but he just pursued 'better' in everything... He didn't like to spend energy on things with low returns, It's like after he knew that his elder brother, that is, your father Yisen, was a genius in alchemy, he didn't bother to continue studying, because even if he studied hard, what would be the benefit of being able to compare with Lord Marquis in alchemy?"

   "He doesn't have a strong desire to compete. Except for the 'competitive game' between friends when he was young and playing with Ayers, he will basically not pay the price for things that are too hard."

"So the internal competition of the Ellen family ended very quickly. The reason was that Patrick supported Ethan's father. The two teamed up and easily defeated all other competitors. The Marquis of Ellen also reciprocated, making this younger brother his The left and right arms...even let him train you."

   "This is exactly how the Marquis recognizes this brother."

  Listening to these words, Isengard hugged his knees tightly.

He bit his lower lip, and said softly: "Uncle is indeed very thin... He is really thin. He is not obsessed with female sex, nor does he like male sex. He usually reads books and dramas when he is not working... Although my uncle has a harsh personality. He is even mean, and always doubts other people's achievements, but he actually pays a lot of rewards, as long as the results are really good, he is never stingy with bonuses."

   is indeed a good man. Ian nodded slightly. It's not a matter for the boss to dictate. The salary is paid in place and the bonus is paid on time. What is this little thing?

  Especially in the current era of Terra Continent, such a boss is the dream of almost all migrant workers.

   "When he celebrates festivals, he will always remember to give me gifts. The gifts are not necessarily expensive, but I like them very much, and I am very careful."

  Even though he was seriously injured by the opponent's sneak attack, Master Goser still gave an objective and high evaluation: "As for why Patrick wants to attack Ethan and me..."

  He shook his head slightly: "I do have a guess."

   "This has something to do with Ethan's life experience."

  (end of this chapter)

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