High Above

The main hall of the sacrificial ground is very huge, almost like a palace where giants live. The atmosphere of the whole building is as majestic as a mountain, and it has a very suitable light. For a while, people even feel that they are in the sunlight on the surface.

Around the main hall, there are all extremely complicated and exquisite murals, the colors are bright and beautiful, and they have not faded after hundreds of thousands of years. On the top of the dome, the fluorites that shine like stars emit bright but not dazzling light. Combined with the smooth mirror-like top surface of other parts of the dome, even if there are not many light sources, it is enough to illuminate the entire vast expanse. of the main hall.

However, what surprised Ian the most was the huge metal instruments located in the center of the hall.

And the man in front of the metal instrument.

"uncle……"

Within the range of the ring of silence, Isengard murmured to himself in an extremely complicated tone: "He really came in too... He chased me down."

At this moment, the blond boy who should have been shocked and terrified seemed exceptionally calm. Ian noticed that the other party clenched his fists, but then slowly released them. He reached for the alchemy test tube at his waist. He was obviously relieved and ready. Ready for battle.

He no longer trembled because of Patrick's identity, but dared to fight with him.

But Ian reminded: "Your uncle's eyes are not normal... What is he looking at?"

Having said that, Ian began to read the information from the silver chip.

【Ninth generation reverie type sleep learning machine】

【Incompetent · Operational · Excellent · Inedible】

[Developed by Zhanguangzhimeng Electronic Technology Co., Ltd., and put into practical intelligent learning machine in 3518, people can subconsciously learn various professional knowledge and art appreciation through the fast bone link, and improve the user's professional skill level It is not recommended for minors due to greater nerve stimulation and artistic aesthetics.]

[Although the effect is powerful, it was criticized by consumers when it was launched - because learning can only be done in a deep sleep state, and it affects the quality of sleep, so the learning efficiency is not as high as imagined. If users want to quickly master a knowledge, Prefer to use electronic brain with assisted intelligence for quick calling]

[Status: Power not connected]

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"Learning machine?"

Ian was a little surprised at the true identity of this machine, but he was a little stunned, and said with emotion in his heart: "It seems that this is one of the 'methods of inheriting knowledge' chosen by the natives back then."

"However, because this machine consumes as long as it is used, and it is very troublesome to maintain, so it is basically never turned on except for critical situations where it has to be used and to restore some knowledge missed by other means, but is stored in this important ' It's a sacrificial place."

Although rare and difficult to reproduce in today's Terra continent, learning machines need to learn master tapes to operate. For this era where master tapes cannot be made, the effect of learning machines is indeed greatly reduced.

However, even if it is a learning machine, Patrick will not be stunned for such a long time.

With such doubts, Ian held his breath and turned on the monitoring function of the silver chip to strengthen his visual and auditory perception.

So he heard it.

I heard Patrick muttering to himself.

"So... that's it... I finally understand why it's Afurina, why it's Ethan... This old dog Axel, his **** bastard, actually has such a purpose?!"

"But why? Why our family? Is it just the love of that stupid woman, Afurina, for her elder brother?"

The blond man's voice was stupefied and angry. He seemed to have finally solved a puzzle that had puzzled him for a long time, and the answer to the puzzle made him tremble all over. He couldn't control himself because of fear or anger: "Impossible, that line It is absolutely impossible for the old dog to make a rash decision just because of this shit, he must have a deeper reason...deeper reason..."

He was silent for a while.

Then, in the next moment, he made a move that shocked Ian and Isengard Qiqi.

Crash!

In just an instant, an electric arc visible to the naked eye condensed in Patrick's hand. This time, one could clearly see the dark blood between the man's five fingers rotating rapidly, rubbing against each other like a generator, and forming a lightning gun held in his palm.

In the next moment, the thunder light exploded, piercing the atmosphere of the sacrificial field, and the sharp and sharp thunder surged forward like the waves of the raging sea——and then bombarded the learning machine!

Crash-boom!

The turquoise current surged rapidly on the learning machine, causing the mirror-like metal shell to release an astonishing flash like an incandescent lamp. This current seemed to ignite some key components inside the instrument, and then induced a world-shattering explosion.

With a loud bang, the huge shock wave carried the fragments of the learning machine and threw them in all directions, knocking the murals of other objects in the hall with crackling noises.

In just the blink of an eye, the two-story metal machine, which was originally as smooth as a mirror, was completely destroyed by Patrick's blow.

"Um?!"

But at this moment, as currents surged and swept across the entire hall, the blond man turned around in surprise: "Who is it?"

His biological magnetic field actually swept two people he hadn't noticed before!

Immediately afterwards, Patrick saw Ian who had given up hiding, but resolutely raised his sword and strode forward.

Isengard followed behind the young man with a complicated expression. He stared at his uncle's face, staring at the surprised but slightly surprised face of the other party.

"What are you doing?"

On the other side, the tone of the white-haired boy was extremely cold, but no one could ignore the fury like magma under the ice abyss: "Destroy the intact pre-epoch machine—probably a lonely machine—Patrick, you Does this idiot really know what he's done?"

But Patrick didn't care about Ian's questioning. He took a deep look at Isengard behind the white-haired boy, and murmured, "You're okay... that's fine."

"If you really die halfway, then I will definitely regret it."

Then, when Isengard seemed to want to say something, he turned his head and looked at Ian.

"Ian. You are doing really well. I can see that your strength is definitely not just the peak of the first energy level."

"What cards do you have, dare to take a shot at me, the second level? I believe that your winning percentage will never be small, and I will not despise you, just like I will not despise Ayers."

At this moment, Patrick looked at Ian with an expression full of appreciation: "But don't worry, the little genius that Ayers dug out with one hand...Of course I know what I'm doing."

"If you are not in a hurry to fight, I can explain it to you later."

At this moment, Patrick's conversation was calm and orderly. How could he look like the "model nobleman" who was illiterate, grumpy and jealous when he was in Port Harrison?

He is almost like a well-known professor in a certain college, and his speech and behavior are extremely calm and elegant: "It's just now..."

He turned his head again and looked at the blond boy who opened his mouth but didn't know what to say: "I have a piece of advice for my nephew."

- there are strange.

Holding the sword hilt tightly, Ian also sensed that something was wrong, and frowned.

He originally thought that the next battle with Patrick would be the decisive battle, so he signaled Isengard to get ready, and then went to 'counter' the opponent's ether armed sub-strain... But he didn't expect that in this group of underground ruins where no one else was seen, The blond nobleman who intended to kill his nephew lost his original aggressiveness.

no, no...

Ian quickly thought of a possibility, but this possibility made him astonished, even a little unbelievable.

But then, he turned his head and looked at Patrick in Isengard, but said the words that proved his guess.

Patrick said in a gentle, heartfelt and sincere tone: "Ethan."

The eyes of the man and the boy met, and the older one sincerely urged the younger one: "Listen to my uncle's advice."

"'Dead' here, in Port Harrison, in the South China Sea."

"This may be your... or it may be our Ellen family's last chance."