High Above Chapter 580

  Chapter 580 Ian and Frost Butterfly's new vest (23)

   And it is precisely because the dead king can devour the souls of the creatures he kills, thereby strengthening himself.

  So for those teams that are relatively weak and want to enter the subspace, the dead king will take laissez-faire measures.

   On the contrary, it is the forces in the original laboratory such as the Institute of the Intellect, who wholeheartedly want to stop those individuals and teams exploring the subspace.

  Of course, the Huaiguang Rescue Team will not stop them, because the Huaiguang Rescue Team is indeed powerful, and will not be swallowed by the Lord of Death for no reason, and may even cause some damage to him—and that is when the laboratory forces launch a counterattack.

   Just then, Ian came.

   Then Ian killed all the people in the Lingzhi Academy.

  —Hard to stretch. BY Gnosis Academy.

It is difficult to judge whether Ian's action helped the dead king to kill the enemies of the dead souls or lowered the upper limit of the dead king. After being destroyed, it hatched as a complete body, and left the subspace labyrinth to the end of the outside world.

  But because of Ian's arrival, he killed all the people in the Lingzhi Academy in advance, which made the dead king unable to absorb this group of people, so there was a shortcoming instead.

  In this way, the dead king should be the highest level, which is the third energy level.

  But the problem has not been solved.

  According to Honagar, the Dead King is currently blocking the exit of the subspace maze, waiting for people to throw themselves into the trap... As long as enough people come in, he can still restore his prosperity.

"interesting."

  This is Ian's evaluation: "It seems that I killed well—indeed, no matter what time it is, it is absolutely right to kill people from the Institute of Gnosis."

   Moreover, Ian also noticed a blind spot.

   After eliminating everyone in the Institute of the Intellect, as long as he removes the patrol knight module from the sky-wrapping armor and changes the painting, no one else will know his identity.

  Using his control over the body to modify his appearance a little, the next action will be more convenient.

  Especially now that Ian still has the fear aura left over from his nightmares, which has changed his whole temperament a lot. It's a good time to put on a vest!

   Think and do it.

   Soon, under the comparison of the ice mirror condensed by the frost butterfly, Ian pinched his new face.

   It is said to be a new face, but it is actually the appearance of Ian in his previous life.

The black-haired young man in armor has a handsome appearance. His long black hair hangs softly down his shoulders, his thin lips are tightly pursed, and the same black eyes are a little cold, but there is a silver glint in the depths of the eyes that is exactly the same as before. Cyan flame.

   In this regard, the earth is not too different from Terra—because genetic modification has spread to the whole people, basically everyone is handsome and beautiful, at least it is impossible for too ugly individuals to appear.

   At most, it is because the parents pinched the child's face and the child's own aesthetic conflict...but that is not a big deal.

but. The atmosphere is still different.

  In Terra's life, Ian can be said to have both the courage of a knight and the wisdom of a scholar, and there is a special affinity between his eyebrows and eyes, which makes people want to get closer.

When he usually walks in the city, apart from adults who want to help lead the way, there are even children who come to talk to him, and Ian will also tease each other at that time, which belongs to the kind that everyone loves. type.

  But in the previous life on Earth, because Ian had always been a researcher in that life, and he basically didn't socialize except necessary, so instead he felt gloomy and unkind. Although he was good-looking and handsome, he was not easy to get along with.

  Lack of tanned skin, armor that seems to be covered in shadow after modification of the painting, temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away, plus the fear aura of the nightmare entity...

  The current Ian looks very much like the kind of BGM that will change when he appears on the stage, a murderer with a glance, or a magic king.

   "Father is so good at it!"

  Frost Butterfly praised this.

  Obviously, the appearance of Ian in his previous life is also very suitable for elves, at least it is the aesthetics of Hua An's elves.

   And Ian glanced at the cheerful little goblin, nodded solemnly and said: "Sure enough, I have to give you a plastic surgery, otherwise it will be easy to expose—be patient, I'm going to paint you."

   Frost Butterfly: _

  Although the goblin has been staring at Ian pitifully, the boy—you can say he is a young man now—still took out a bottle of shadow potion from his pocket without mercy, and carefully applied it to Frost Butterfly.

   Soon, the originally happy ice goblin turned into a dark shadowy goblin.

   It's hard to tell if it's even a goblin. It's pitch black. In the filter of the subspace labyrinth, it's hard for even sublimated people to see clearly.

   "Not bad." Ian was satisfied: "It's very hidden now."

   Frost Butterfly: _

  Shuangdie looked very unhappy, but to Ian, there was no difference between him and drinking too much coffee. Several times Huaan took Shuangdie out to drink blueberry juice or espresso, and when she came back, she would always look black or blue.

"At least the shadow potion is sweet, and it can make you invisible!" Ian comforted, and after hearing that the potion was sweet, Frost Butterfly turned her worries into joy: "Okay, I'm sweet! "

   It's hard to figure out the point of the goblin.

  The reason why Ian pinches his face again in such a hurry is mainly because he remembered one thing.

  —Since King Tianhong had no choice but to appear on the stage after all his people were wiped out.

  Then after all the researchers of the Institute of Intellectual Knowledge are wiped out by themselves, will the powerhouse of the fourth energy level behind the Institute of Intellectual Intellect also appear?

  Even... with some means, directly contacted into the subspace to check the reason why one's own forces were destroyed?

  Ian can't be sure, but he will prepare in advance.

  It turns out that Ian's precautions are indeed meaningful.

  Because, when he used the lens of the monitoring room of the Institute of Intellectual Intelligence to observe the external situation.

  He heard a 'call' from the headquarters of the Institute of Intellectual Intelligence on the monitoring station.

  In the monitoring room of the Institute of Intellectual Intelligence, you can see the outside world.

  Mikael and King Tianhong are still fighting, and the outside camera cannot see them still fighting high in the atmosphere, but it is just the aftermath, and the vision that stirs up the violent changes in the weather is already exaggerated enough.

The sky in the entire Avak area has turned into a sea of ​​thunder, and the dazzling light flashes rapidly at the top of the sky, pouring the beam of destruction onto the earth, making all living beings in this area feel fearful and powerless, as if Doomsday.

   But even so, Ian can see that there are many secret teams operating in this area.

Patrolling knights, royal guards of Feiyan Land, special operations troops of the Institute of the Intellect, knights of the Grand Duke... and some mysterious troops that are likely to be the Seven Cities Alliance or other unknown forces, some great nobles' personal force, They are all approaching the central laboratory.

  Of course they know that under the watchful eyes of multiple fourth energy levels, it would be very dangerous to act rashly—but the confidential information in the Avak laboratory has this value to take risks.

   "They really are not afraid of death."

  Ian raised his brows, and he sighed: "If Director Honagal didn't lie to me, one of these people counts as one, and they are all nourishment for the dead king—the more they give, the faster the dead king grows."

   "It seems that either I rescued Xiou and the remnants of the goblins before they died, or I was dragged down to death by these idiots."

   Just as Ian was complaining, an emergency communication suddenly came from the monitoring room system.

  This communication cannot be rejected, obviously it came directly from a higher authority.

  【Honagall, what happened? 】

  An illusory figure appeared in front of Ian. He had a long and thick white beard, a face with deep edges and corners, and a pair of eyes like deep purple gemstones, majestic and deep.

  Ian recognized the other party. It was the dean of the Institute of Gnosis, Moze Harnak, the 'Knower', the one who almost staged a full martial arts fight with Earl Phoenix in the upper city.

  Dean Moze's projection looked around the monitoring room, and the corpses all over the ground came into view, which made him raise his brows and look at Ian: [I knew it. After Prosir died, Honagal couldn't bear the burden... This knight, by the look of you, has a personal enmity with our Institute of Gnosis, right? 】

"So you still know." Ian was a little surprised. He thought that the Academy of Gnosis was a group of crazy researchers who were selfish and arrogant without any self-awareness. He didn't expect that Dean Moze was quite rational, and he saw through it at a glance. He dealt with the Institute of the Intellect because they were unhappy to see them.

So instead, he laughed and taunted: "Stop pretending, I can see that you are very angry—how, the dark hand that was originally used as a hole card and was going to be used for the last time to compete for information was completely killed by me, I feel uncomfortable Bar?"

  【I don't expect you to understand our cause, stupid thugs】

  Dean Moze looked calm, but even with the projection, Ian could tell that he was actually quite angry deep inside: [This time, you have won. But things are not over yet]

  【Tell me, who are you? At that time, you can also write a stroke on your tombstone, so as not to die without a name. 】

   Regarding this clumsy aggressive method, Ian sneered: "Me? I am your nightmare, the punishment for your evil deeds, and the snatcher of your knowledge."

   "As for the tombstone, keep your own names written on it."

   "Remember to buy a larger one, otherwise you may not be able to write."

  (end of this chapter)

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