High Above

The troops of the imperial mountain people were lined up quietly in the muddy position, and on the other side was the ice road that had not melted for a long time in the heavy rain. The cold frost wind in December swept through the camp, and large numbers of dejected rebel mountain people He is being escorted away and sent to the Frodo Autonomous Region for guarding.

Then, with a dragon roar, Elder Manya fell from the sky. His light body was dispersing the clouds and rain in the sky, making the weather better. There were already rays of sunlight projected down from the gaps in the clouds, forming a ray of light between the sky and the earth. The Tao is like a stairway of physical light.

Ian stood in front of the rebel mountain people's command tent. The chiefs and priests of the empire's mountain people stood beside him, and the group of people in front of him were the leaders of the rebel mountain people.

These old acquaintances or old enemies looked at each other without saying a word.

The winner has no energy to pay attention to the loser's thoughts, but looks at the silent Ian with a subtle and nervous look. The loser will naturally not pay attention to those who are insignificant, but holds his breath and waits for the person who is really in charge. their sentence.

But Ian remained silent, looking at everyone silently. When those silver-green eyes looked at anyone present with an indifferent expression, the person being watched would subconsciously lower their eyes, not daring to look at the young Holy Land Lord.

——It seems that this group of people are not willing to admit the Dragon God Messenger, but they do not dare to reveal this to Ian.

The arrival of Manya solved this embarrassing situation. The old man took a look at the situation in the camp and knew what was going on.

No matter which mountain tribe leader he is, who wants to have another person in charge above his head? The empire has given them autonomy. Even the mountain people on the empire's side are simply more afraid of the empire's future liquidation. It is almost impossible for them to accept from the bottom of their hearts that Ian is the messenger of the Dragon God. Task.

The good thing is that most of the time, for people to accept something, you don't need to make them willing.

Elder Manya stepped forward, looked at Cod's head, which was frozen by Ian with an icicle, and said with emotion: "Code is also my old rival. Unexpectedly, there was no final showdown between the two of us, and he was like this Died suddenly."

"After all, Xio is here to help." Ian smiled. He sat leisurely on the ice-made seat and said calmly: "I don't take credit for this. I just held back the first few waves of Cord's offensive and took advantage of it. He watched Code and Xio fight fiercely and took the opportunity to chop off his head."

"This is already incredible." Elder Manya sighed with emotion: "When you first enter the second level, you can find opportunities in the battles of the third level... I am old, and this world will still depend on you. For young people.”

The true form of Xio, who was crawling in the tent nearby, couldn't help but raise his head after hearing the exchange between Ian and the elders of Manya. His big dragon eyes were full of doubts - although Ian had already talked to him on the way to the Frodo Autonomous Region. He had read the lines, but he was still a little confused when he saw that Ian could actually tell such a lie without changing his face.

——Why can he lie more truthfully than he tells the truth?

Of course, there are very few people among humans who can understand dragon expressions. Xio's raising his head is obviously a clear 'stand' for the Mountain King's side to the other mountain people leaders present.

In the past, as a member of the Dragon Worship Cult and the dispatcher of Dragon Island, the King of the Mountain basically did not interfere with the actions of the mountain people as a true dragon. He only ruled over the powerful monsters in the Baisen Mountains, so he called himself "Mountain". The King of Mountains does not touch the authority of Baisen Dragon God, and the mountain people reciprocate the favor and are willing to recognize the identity of the Mountain King Baisen as the King of Warcraft.

But now, the mountain people are in chaos, and the Avod tribe has the upper hand... Even the king of the mountain must choose his spokesperson among the mountain people, right?

Among the defeated mountain people tribe, a chief raised his head slightly. He noticed the movements of the real dragon and heard the conversation between Ian and Manya, so he instinctively wanted to know what was going on now.

Then, he looked at Ian.

The self-proclaimed messenger of the Dragon God has light blue eyes, which are the color of the streams flowing in the Nanling mountains, just like the blue sky in the sky, and his long hair is filled with visible inscriptions of light, originating from the dragon-shaped organ. The cyan essence spread from his left hand to the whole body, and finally gathered on this long silver-white hair with a steel color, accumulating incredible power.

The steel-patterned sword on his waist was not sealed in the scabbard, but was covered with a layer of solid ice, with brown blood stains on it. It must be the blood of Chief Cord, giving it a solemn feeling.

And next, whose head will this sword chop off?

——Is it...me? !

His light cyan eyes looked intriguingly at the chief who began to tremble subconsciously, causing the other person to tremble subconsciously.

But at this moment, for some reason, the thoughts in the heart of the mountain chieftain were extremely fast and agile, far better than in the past. He regarded it as an outburst when he was in danger, and he quickly figured out one thing.

Regardless of the outcome, Ian will definitely kill a few people to establish his authority. This is the tradition of Nanling and Terra. Without the oppression of blood and death, war is destined to be imperfect, not to mention the purpose of this young man. To become the 'Dragon God Messenger'? The real problem is that Ian will never kill all of them losers, because he still needs them as models to promote his generosity, so that he can merge and integrate other tribes in the future.

So, what should I do to survive - to survive in the hands of a lord who is bound to kill people to establish his authority?

He came up with the answer almost instantly.

"Messenger of the Dragon God! Please forgive my disrespect and offense!"

With a pop, the chief fell to the ground in an instant, almost lying in the mud and swearing allegiance to Ian: "I! Bua Baishan of the Baishan tribe, swear to follow the footsteps of the messenger forever! Your order is the will of the Dragon God, Your intention is my direction!”

"Please forgive me, messenger. I went astray by mistake and became your enemy due to the bewitchment of traitors and the coercion of evil people. But my belief in the Dragon God is absolutely firm! I swear, as long as my people know, they will Those who are their enemies are the Holy Envoys of the Dragon God, and they will definitely cry and repent of this huge mistake like me!"

He even used the honorifics used in prayers in the temple.

"Um."

Faced with the chief's inspired declaration of allegiance, Ian responded with a calm response, and then looked around at the other prisoners present: "Is there anyone else?"

Scanned by this pair of cyan eyes, and Man Ya and Xio were looking at him from behind, many captured chiefs immediately followed their example and knelt down without any hesitation. He made the same oath as the previous chief.

Obviously, the 'perception potion' that enhances sharp thinking and imagination can also be miraculous at critical moments, and it will not give people an instinctive sense of rejection like the 'fear potion'. The inspiration it catalyzes is closer to people's true thoughts. This is the conclusion that Ian came to after using different medicines many times to observe people's reactions.

As long as you can control the direction of people's inspiration, it will be easier for people to believe that their decisions are 'correct' than fear and joy. This is Ian's experience as a potion alchemist.

"Very good. It seems you know very well who won this war."

Ian didn't say much amid the calls of allegiance that others considered more disgraceful than surrender.

He just glanced at the stiff-looking and overwhelmed leaders of the imperial mountain people on both sides of him, smiled meaningfully, and then led Elder Manya into the camp.

The leaders of the rebel mountain people who heaved a sigh of relief and looked like they were surviving a disaster were left in place, while the leaders of the mountain people on the Imperial side, who were theoretically the 'winners', changed their expressions and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Don't scare them. These people are actually very staunch supporters of the empire. Without their help, the mountain people's rebellion would have swept across the entire Nanling Mountains."

After entering the camp, Elder Manya shook his head with a smile, while Ian sighed exaggeratedly: "How can we not be scared? Look at their beaming expressions before, as if they had won - in fact, if it weren't for me and Xio Zhan After killing Cord and stopping the Steel Winged Dragon Hunting Team, they will definitely die this time, okay?"

"Of course, it's just to scare me. I just hope they figure out who is the one who keeps his word, otherwise they will make some little tricks behind my back in the future and kill people. I don't want to go out every day and not be able to appreciate the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in Nanling. It was Rijun who cut off one of his own heads."

"Don't worry, I will help you discipline these guys."

Elder Manya nodded. This was what he wanted to do. Assisting Ian to become the Dragon God's messenger in name only was exactly the goal he set for himself after rekindling the sacrificial fire at Qiangang Mountain.

Thinking of the Holy Land, the old man asked curiously: "What happened over there in the Steel Dragon's Nest? Ian, if you really restart the Steel Dragon's Nest... then the situation in the Frodo Autonomous Region is not important at all. We Go to the Holy Land first, these chiefs and priests will have time to discipline them if they want."

"Don't worry. I just activated the outermost energy gathering system. The inner core inheritance, experimental area and dormant area were not touched."

Ian shook his head: "It's just a warm-up, it hasn't restarted yet. But I didn't expect that the warm-up of Steel Dragon's Nest would be so loud... It seems that the Dragon God really left a lot of good things for us, but it's a pity. , no one has been able to take advantage of it for so many years, otherwise, the empire should not be able to conquer Nanling that easily, and at most it will become a vassal."

"That is no different from being conquered. In my opinion, it is worse than being conquered. At least the empire does not have racial discrimination, and the vassals are really inferior."

Elder Manya sighed: "What should we do with those rebellious mountain people? Although they say they are loyal, it is hard to say what they think mentally. Even if they are afraid of death, you are indeed too young and may not be able to control everyone."

"It's very simple." Ian said calmly: "I will carry out a cleanup."

"A big purge."

"……what is that?"

Elder Manya was slightly startled. This word was still unfamiliar in the Terran language, but soon he understood what Ian meant, and he couldn't help but look solemn: "Wait, you mean..."

"Yes." Ian said cruel and unusual words in a rather refreshing tone: "These people's tribes will be monitored by me, and they will be under high-pressure control or a reign of terror. In short, it is this kind of thing .I will do it."

"No matter what they think in their hearts, they can never oppose me on the surface. The mountain people can only follow the Dragon God's messenger. If they are unwilling to follow me, I will let them go see the Dragon God."

"Is it necessary...I mean...such high pressure requires a lot of manpower, right?"

Elder Manya frowned slightly. He didn't think Ian was murderous - in fact, for Terra, it was just a big purge, who wouldn't do it? The Ascended Nobles can directly change the course of mountains and rivers for the sake of convenient transportation. Those villages that are unwilling to move are directly suppressed under the mountains. They don't care what these people think. After all, they have warned them in advance, which is the most benevolent thing.

Ian just doesn't want noise to appear within his sphere of influence. This is of course not difficult. To be honest, killing all the opponents will facilitate the development of the mountain people who have united around Ian. After all, now... after the war, the meat has to be divided, right? Where the meat comes from is a question.

His only worry is that Ian is going to carry out a major purge, which will definitely require a lot of manpower to suppress it. When the time comes, these rebellious mountain people will rebel again, which will delay the time for these mountain people to recuperate.

"It won't last long. When most people can have enough to eat and eat meat, even the most stubborn independent mountain people will understand that resisting me is a stupid idea. But before that, any difference All voices must be silenced, and I need to establish absolute authority that cannot be questioned."

Ian picked up the map of the camp, and he drew a circle around the Midela Autonomous Region: "Other autonomous regions can slow down, but the tribes in the Midela Autonomous Region must be strictly rectified. Moreover, there is no need to kill people, even if you I feel like there’s too much population, but for me, population is always an important asset.”

"In the future, we will need a hard labor camp to carry out high-intensity infrastructure, and many technologies require experimental materials."

Facing the silent Elder Manya, Ian showed his 'real' side and smiled: "Don't worry, I know this is evil, even cruel. But experiments must always be done, than It is better to use your own people and those who have made mistakes.”

"You don't have to tell me." Elder Manya shook his head: "This will make me feel very uncomfortable."

"I think it's better to make it clear." Ian tilted his head and said, "This kind of thing will cause problems if you keep it secret. I need you to do evil things with me, so that we can be better partners."

"What's more." He turned his head and continued to look at the map: "Experiments do not necessarily lead to death. I will try most of the technologies on myself, and then use others to test the universality - don't think I do this. Is it because of good intentions or conscience, but the feedback is more direct when tested on myself, why do you think my strength has improved so quickly?"

——Of course it’s because of the precognitive vision! Without waiting for Elder Manya's answer, Ian complained to himself. In fact, this was really not a good intention, but because he had precognitive vision and did not need any dangerous experimental subjects at all.

What Ian really needs is to determine whether the technology he developed can be popularized - after all, he is really a bit too genius. Can ordinary people adapt to these 'easy and simple technologies that they think are no problem' like him? Ian still doesn't dare to guarantee this.

In this regard, Ian is quite self-aware.

"well……"

Elder Manya sighed with a complex expression: "I understand now... Regardless of the name of Dragon God's Messenger, Ian, no matter what path you take, what name and mask you choose, you will achieve what you have today."

"I believe in you. You will not lead the mountain people astray." He said simply: "Then what should we do next?"

"The most important thing now is actually the Construct Knight."

Ian raised his hand and drew a circle on the northeast side of the Odor colony: "The Flying Flame's base in South Ridge is located here. At least the magnetic storm armor exploded here. We must send a team there immediately. Investigate there, and if the Flying Flame Land is still there, report it to Nauman City and ask them to clear it. If it has disappeared, try to collect clues."

"But ultimately, we need to be prepared to face the Construct Knight's attack."

"Construction Knight?!" Hearing this, Elder Manya was shocked. In fact, the only people who knew the news were the chiefs of the big tribes headed by Kod, and Chief Aure of Rong Gang had not yet reported this. Tell everyone except Marquis Barton: "There are construct knights in the South Ridge of Flying Flame?!"

Only Ian knew about this through Cord's diary - the chief has obviously been under a lot of pressure recently. There are too many secrets and responsibilities on his shoulders, and he has no one to talk to, so he can only talk to himself. Give yourself some relief to let off some steam.

"This is not a small problem that can be ignored casually, Ian!"

He stepped forward, stood beside Ian, and said eagerly: "If the Flying Flame Land really sends a team of construct knights, then we have to be careful of these thugs who will kill them all!"

"Except for the Avod tribe, which has the possibility of blocking the Construct Knights because of my existence and relying on the Holy Mountain, the other tribes will be completely crushed by them!"

"I know." Facing the map, Ian closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

When he opened it again, the young man's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "So, we must find a way to deal with them - if the Feiyan Special Forces want to defeat them, they will definitely move very fast."

"It can even be said that they have already begun planning this final counterattack now."

This is indeed a big problem.

Obviously, after the Feiyandi Special Forces team was blasted at the base and the rebel mountain people were also defeated, it can basically be declared that all their operations in Nanling were a complete failure. They could only return to Feiyandi in despair and accept questions from their superiors. responsibility.

Before that, just look at the history books to find out how crazy things they would do.

——What we can’t get has no meaning in the world.

The famous sayings from the first generation King Nirmasas of Feiyan Land can basically represent their thinking.

"Don't worry too much. Even if the Construct Knights want to raid, they will definitely only raid the two holy places of Qiangang Mountain or Xiahui Lake, and prove their determination by destroying the holy places - the Steel Dragon's Nest is too big. They are too close to the Mountain King, and the Steel Winged Dragon King may not be able to protect them."

Under the gaze of Elder Manya, Ian once again drew two small circles on the map: "The Xiahui Territory is definitely the second choice, because it is too close to Nauman City, and the Cangyun Knights stationed nearby must have already They don’t dare to take risks if they go out.”

"So, I believe that if the Construct Knights are dispatched, their purpose will definitely be to destroy the Holy Mountain of Qiang Steel."

Ian speaks with great certainty and has the natural ability to convince people.

This is a matter of course. After all, he is a prophet. How could he not even predict where the enemy will attack.

"Then what should we do?" Elder Manya frowned. He has been thinking about this problem since he learned about the existence of the Construct Knight: "If they really start to charge, even Xio and I will never be able to stop them head-on. Those terrifying steel giants...even if they can be blocked, the Holy Mountain will definitely be hit."

"Of course it depends on the Holy Mountain itself."

Ian whispered, he raised his hand, and the moisture in the air rotated and condensed in his palm, forming an ice sculpture image of the Holy Mountain of steel: "Elder, you don't think that the Holy Mountain can only be used as a healing device, do you?"

In addition, it can be vaguely seen that on the top of this holy mountain, a high tower is being built. It gathers the energy provided by the holy mountain's energy supply system and turns it into a... that can guide all the people in the world. A terrifying weapon of thunder.

The young man smiled and held up the model of the holy mountain and tower, showing it to Elder Manya who slowly opened his eyes: "It can also be used as a weapon."

"A super giant magnetic storm coil."

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