"No problem, I'll definitely share it with you then." Ian earnestly agreed.

In fact, he has some conjectures right now.

Dragons, goblins, elemental life, and even swarm life.... To put it simply, it is the whole environment to adapt to life, life in the virtual realm, essentia life and the most extreme flesh and blood life.

The talent behind the four peoples includes almost all the life types in Terra, and if you add the elven dwarves, as well as various subhumans (who are modeled on the characteristics of other creatures), the Terra humans can even claim that they have the characteristics of most of the life in the universe with the power of one race.

Obviously, this was a biological experiment on the basis of an entire race..... The pre-epoch civilization probably had all the preparations to immigrate to the starry sky, and the various races were adapted to deal with the transformation of different planets.

However, there is a doubt about this conjecture.

"Pre-Era civilizations were prepared in almost every way, except for the ships that did not travel to the distant starry sky"

Ian muttered to himself, "This is obviously not normal. Look, they have taken down the crystallized dragon, transformed their own race, and all kinds of technologies have been perfected, and even the alien civilizations in many of the tinder, those races that can travel through the universe, cannot surpass the civilizations of the previous era in some technologies."

"This is not surprising, because the pre-era civilization had already received a lot of fire before the Heavenly Fall and signed a contract with the true dragon, and gained a lot of knowledge from it..... In fact, they are a cosmic civilization, but they have not left their homeland yet."

"But why? Why don't you study the ship first, but the technology that these immigrants need to pay attention to later?"

There are two possibilities.

First: There's about the creator ship that caused the Skyfall.

Ian believes that the pre-epoch civilizations probably didn't need to leave Terra on their own ships, because other civilizations would pick them up - it was because of this belief that they did not develop spaceship-related technology, but instead focused on doing the best in other aspects.

Second: For the fax he got from the memory of the steel dragon, as well as the words of the ancestor true dragon..... Ian guessed that the Terra Domain was a special star field that had been chosen.

The creators and ancestors of the True Dragons have a big plan here, and the Terra, as the natives, have signed a contract with the True Dragons to cooperate, so there is no need to move away.

But these can all have a lot of vulnerabilities..... After thinking about it, Ian felt that there was a lot of something that was not quite right.

For example, if the Terrans really had contact with the creator, how could they not know the time of the arrival of the other ship's ship and usher in the skyfall unsuspectingly?

And the latter: Mainly because the 'plan' on the side of the real dragon is so vague, God knows what their plan is.

He has too little information to come to a final conclusion. "The Dragons of Terra seem to know something."

Thinking of this, Ian's mind couldn't help but think of those actions and thoughts from the Terra Dragon's backtrack.

Obviously, He knew the covenant and the plan, but it was only because of the Fall of Heaven that He died before He could leave anything behind.

But if his spark... [Terra Tinder] still exists—then Ian can parse it through the "Shimmer Cradle System" on the side of the steel dragon and get the truth of the year!

There are too many unsolved mysteries in Terra. One thing is certain.

The reason why the pre-era civilization designed so many races was to integrate all the racial advantages they could touch in themselves.

In fact, this is the original meaning of "the way of sublimation..... Rather, isn't the sublimator of Terra now absorbing the advantages and powers of various demonic beasts into his own body?

This is no different from the pre-epoch civilization using scientific and technological means to carry out universal genetic modification, except that the sublimator overtook in a corner, and through the potion system, he achieved the existence of the fifth energy level.

Ian believes that with the current situation of Terra, it is impossible to continue the national genetic modification and sublimation of the past..... During the Lost Ages, humanity's gene pool was already alien to various planets

Humans, aliens and demonic beasts are polluted, everyone's situation is different, and it is difficult to restore purity.

But this is not absolute.. Ian had a hunch that the plan behind the Four Great Folk should not be so simple.

He jotted down the news, and then exchanged pleasantries with Isengard.

Lately, Isengard and Master Gosai have stayed in the Eastern Plains, exchanging techniques with local alchemists, participating in several academic seminars, and refining alchemy like any normal pair of masters and apprentices.

But Isengard's identity meant that he could not spend it so easily.

[There is a mysterious observation mission in the imperial capital, inviting me and the teacher to participate, which is said to be related to Canaan Moore's side]

Isengard said: "It involves a lot of confidentiality, and my teacher and I may not be able to contact each other for a while. But when I get back, I'll tell you about it! 】

"Hmm... Canaan Moore?"

Ian frowned instead, the cooperation between the Empire and Canaan Moore was getting hotter and hotter, and it was not surprising that there was cooperation.

But speaking of secrecy, and observation missions... One can't help but think of the big cavity in the ground of Canaan Moore related to the hatchlings of the steel dragon.

(Isn't it possible, Master Gosai and they'll be there too?) Ian thought about it and thought it was highly likely.

But it's not good for him to say it now.. You have to give everyone else a sense of anticipation and mystery, right?

The contact with Master Gosai and Isengard was over, and Ian felt that he had learned greatly.

It has to be said that there are signs of knowledge that a person can learn, but as long as there are enough friends and partners, then you will definitely get a lot of information and knowledge that you don't know before.

"Next, it's time to look for Futaba in anticipation.... and meet with the Order."

Standing up and stretching, Ian sorted out his weapons and equipment before striding out the door.

To be honest, he was also curious.... Legend has it that the blessing of the sea of trees in the Great Sequoia Forest allows people to foresee the future and foresee what kind of strange thing Futaba is... And such a strange thing with prophetic powers, in the face of him, the true prophet, does it have any other additional effects?

Meanwhile.

The swordsmanship master codenamed "Blade" is a core member of the Dragon Cult in the Flying Flame Land, and is now a prisoner of Ian and a prisoner of Port Harrison.

His entire body was blocked by the torture instrument specially used to imprison the sublimator, and it was very difficult to even breathe hard, coupled with the alchemy toxin that dispersed the essentia, the sublimator who could break the iron with a wave of his hand and cut through the city wall with a sword now has a hard time even blinking his eyes.

As if he had not been unlucky enough, two heavily armed knights in armor stood beside him, one on the left and one on the right, while an old man with white hair and white beard, a stout but slightly shorter man, stood in front of him, interrogating him.

"Both of your accomplices have already confessed."

Elder Pud stood in front of the dragon cultist who intended to assassinate Ian, but was instead defeated by Ian Qingchao and Viscount Grant, and asked coldly, "They are pawns of the Elven Councillors, and they are not against Ian's vendetta against you, Copyblade. You've had a conflict with Ian, but it's a bit unreasonable to risk your life to assassinate him."

"Tell me the answer. You may have a way out."

Elder Pud did not inflict torture, for no kind of punishment could have caused more pain than the horrible distorted burning sensation that seemed to destroy all the internal organs of a human body when taking a potion, and it was impossible to expect to bring the sublimator to its knees by means of mere physical and mental damage.

They will say it, just because they want to say it, or they can say it.

Elder Pud just wanted to get the Grunt to say what he thought he could say, after all, the more detailed the report to the Empire asking for a pension (in fact, no one died), the better, otherwise how could it be passed.

As for the future of the G-Blade?

This kind of captive with a background in the Dragon Worship Sect and excellent bloodline and qualifications, whether it is handed over to the Empire, let the Empire negotiate with the Flying Flame Land in exchange for ransom, or directly sell it to an Imperial organization like the Gnostic Academy in exchange

Money, it's all pure earnings, and you will never lose money.

Being an experimental subject of the Gnostic Academy can be regarded as a way of life, how could such a good old man as Elder Pude deceive people?

Blade raised his eyelids, he wanted to sneer, but he didn't have any strength, "I'm a Flame Lander, do you need a reason for the Flame Lander to kill the Imperial?"

"Save it, you're not of the Nemathas blood."

The old man, who had personally experienced that era, waved his hand, as if he had heard something funny: "You are a man of Abasarom blood, where do you come from so much hatred for the Empire? What's more, looking at your appearance, it's obvious that you don't have a family background that needs to work hard to be a soldier."

"But if you really don't want to say it, that's fine. Tell me, where are the reinforcements trying to rescue you? Don't think that by hiding where they are, we can negotiate a solution before they attack, so as not to increase casualties, if they start to move..... Then you captives must be the first to die."

"Don't be tempted."

The Blade didn't care about Elder Budd's words at all—the other party was just lying to him about his reaction, to see if they really had reinforcements, and if so, when they would come, this information could be seen from his expression and answer.

But in reality, Glimfer doesn't need to hide his thoughts at all.

"Let's not talk about it, the headquarters won't send someone to save us losers."

The swordsman, who had assumed that he was a dead man, slowly raised his head, and he sneered, "Even if we do have reinforcements, it will definitely not directly attack Port Harrison.... Our goal is to destroy the Xiahui Territory, and if we can't kill the lord, then we will destroy the city."

"Now, the lord of Xiahui and the strongest combat force are not there, and the Xiahui leader has no soldiers to fight, old man, where do you think our reinforcements will be?"

"Do you say?"

Elder Pude looked stunned.

And the Blade sneered, "It's—that's it!"

"Now, they've probably lurked inside the Xiahui Territory, and they're wreaking havoc!"

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