Chapter 28: Believe

  Chapter 28 Believe

  The energy level of the ascendant comes from the ancient Terra mythology, the heavenly father created the boundless sky in seven steps, and hung the sun, moon and stars on the ladder.

  Every time an energy level is climbed, the sublimator will have a qualitative change. Every step up is a different scenery.

  The fifth energy level, compared with ordinary people, has undergone qualitative changes and sublimation five times. No matter how you look at it, it can be called a superman in the true sense, and it is a legend walking on the earth.

  Most of the inheritances on the Terra continent can make the sublimator qualitatively change two or three times, which is already considered rare, let alone reach the fifth energy level?

   That is the real untold secret, a priceless treasure.

  The sublimator of that energy level may really be as the name suggests, just his own existence itself, can be equivalent to an unshakable strong city, a fortress that will never fall.

When Hilliard uttered the word 'immovable fortified city', Ian even felt that he really saw a majestic and immovable mountain standing in the storm, no matter what kind of natural disaster storm, what kind of stormy sea, or even Even earthquakes and tsunamis can't shake it in the slightest.

  That is the power of the most powerful guardian system Makoto.

"Of course, that's too early for you now. Even if you want to practice, you should start as an elementary 'sand armor apprentice', and then gradually progress along the route of 'rock forged knight' and 'stone lord'." step."

"However, even the first-class 'Sand Armor Apprentice' can manipulate sand into armor, split solid rocks with bare hands, ignore most attacks from swords, guns and axes, and even hold their breath in the mud to hide. Slow down the fluctuation of life, and do not eat or drink for more than ten days without affecting physical strength."

  Speaking slowly, Hilliard put his hand on Ian's chest: "This is the sublimator—the power you will have in the future."

   The boy didn't run away.

  He keenly sensed a heat flow rising from the old knight's palm that he couldn't ignore.

  Ian subconsciously opened the 'Vision of Prediction'.

  In the instantly hazy world, he saw a pale golden phantom ball condensed in the palm of Hilliard, who was surrounded by a halo of golden mist.

  It flows, swirls, bursts with heat like a flame, even the sun.

   Then, pour into your body.

Ian stared intently. The moment the golden ball entered his body, he felt that his chest and heart suddenly became hot and hot. A hot stream that seemed to rush out of the stove poured in from the contact between the two bodies, and then followed Heartbeat sweeps through the body.

  He felt that the muscles, blood vessels, bones, and even the internal organs in his body became extremely clear, and he could clearly know where the blood flowed every time the heart beat.

   But only for a moment.

   "There is no problem with the internal organs, and all functions are normal. You and your cells are very hungry. It seems that you need to prepare more food to nourish your body in the future."

  Withdrawing his hand, Hilliard groaned, he raised Ian's hand, and signaled the boy to open his hands—Ian naturally followed suit.

The old knight carefully observed his student's hands, and motioned Ian to take off his coat. He carefully looked at the bruises on the boy's body, pressed and pinched the tendons and bones in some key areas, and asked Ian if it was painful or itchy. If you have any special feelings, be sure to tell him.

  Ian naturally told the truth.

"not bad."

After this detailed inspection, Hilliard was very satisfied. He patted Ian on the shoulder and motioned for him to put on his clothes: "There are no hidden wounds or distortions. Your body is very healthy, and your uncle's torment did not make you feel sick. suffered irreparable harm."

"It's just that you don't have any special bloodlines and mutations. It's strange. According to your uncle's situation, your bones should be stronger. After all, he is a deformed steel bone that failed, and you have successfully awakened spiritual power. At least the tempered bones have a foundation."

  During inspection, he noticed that Ian's clothes had many holes. The old knight shook his head slightly.

  —It is not easy to stay in this kind of family without permanent dark wounds.

   And at this moment, Ian suddenly said: "Teacher, what does it mean that there are no distortions and dark wounds?"

   "It can save a lot of effort and save time."

After hearing Ian's doubtful inquiry, Hilliard, who came back to his senses, explained: "Not everyone can embark on the road of ascension. After the disaster of falling from the sky, the blood of human beings flows with distortion elements, the source of life. The quality is also mostly damaged.”

"Seriously, it's like your uncle, the distortion is obvious, even if the normal sublimated organs are practiced by him, there may be malignant mutations-and ordinary people may not have tumors or abnormal limbs on the outside, but their internal organs are more or less There are going to be some variations.”

   "If the source of life is damaged, even if you embark on the road of ascension, it will be difficult to go far. Therefore, even if the vast majority of ordinary people are inherited, they will not be able to break through the second and third energy levels in their entire lives."

Stretching out his hand and patting Fear Ian on the shoulder, Hilliard smiled and said, "Of course, you don't have to worry. Being able to awaken psionic energy proves that your life source is complete enough, and there is no problem in cultivating to the third energy level. "

   "I also checked just now, and your internal organs are all healthy, without distortion, and there is no problem in practicing my inheritance."

   "Is that so..."

  Feeling the teacher's gentle pat on the shoulder, Ian has thoughts in his heart.

  Not to mention the new term "disaster from the sky" that appeared again.

  Born with deformities, according to the earth, it is undoubtedly a genetic disease, but in the world of Terra, it is the damage of the source of life.

  Gene and source of life should be similar concepts, and people with severely damaged genes will only get distorted results if they forcibly sublimate their life essence.

   "It's a bit like genetic adjustment." Ian thought in his heart: "If the gene is not repaired, even if the person born with deformities receives genetic adjustment, they will not be able to grow the correct genetic organ."

  His psychic awakening is essentially a fusion of the memories of the two worlds, which is different from most psychics in the world of Terra... In other words, being able to awaken psychic energy may not mean that his life source is complete.

  In particular, he has an uncle whose life source is severely damaged, and this is a high-risk genetic disease population on Earth.

  So he looked up and tentatively asked Hilliard: "The source of life is damaged, can it be healed and made up for?"

"Yes." Hilliard was not surprised that Ian asked this question. Most apprentices would ask this question after knowing this, and he replied neatly: "But it requires very expensive repair operations, or extremely rare Supplements and potions. It is said that there are some special cultivation methods that can also gradually restore the damaged source of life, but those are not methods that ordinary people can use, and it consumes countless resources and time."

   "Since you can awaken psychic power, it proves that your qualifications are definitely above average. You can go both ways, psychic and sublimation."

"I understand."

  Ian nodded bluntly, he raised his hand, looked at his fist, clenched it and then released it.

   Staring at his young, white, thin wrist and fist, the boy raised his head and looked at Hilliard: "Teacher."

   "When can I start the practice of a sublimator?"

  Hilliard looked at the expressions of his students.

  He thought for a moment, then slowly said: "Now."

   "Sublimation is not a profession, it is not a feature, and it is not a high status... Sublimation is a way of life."

   "If you want to start practicing as a sublimator, you can do it anytime."

The old knight's eyes became serious at this moment, he stared into Ian's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Ian, I know that you desire power, and you do need power—but you are only eight years old, you should understand that given your current At this age, starting to cultivate as a sublimator is really half the effort."

   "It should be noted that even the imperial family can only officially embark on the road to ascension after puberty."

   "Of course, there is nothing wrong with walking ahead of time, but it must be a more difficult and arduous long road."

This passage is meaningless, Hilliard is very aware of Ian's plight - he is just pretending to be the child's uncle, has his own mission, and will leave at some point in the future, and at that time, Ian needs his own A man takes care of himself and his younger brother.

   Not to mention, there is also the prying eyes of the Sequoia natives.

  The loss of three hunters and one shaman this time, although the other party will not directly sneak into Harrison Port to assassinate, but they will definitely keep an eye on Ian and try to retaliate.

  Ian wants power and needs power.

  However, apart from this reason, Hilliard actually had a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

  Young children cannot practice as a sublimator. In addition to constantly adapting to a new body shape and strength, young children's capricious and impatient mind is the most important thing.

  No one would think that an eight or nine-year-old can insist on daily boring exercise and meditation just to get used to the pain and control his thoughts.

   But if it's Ian.

  If this is the child who kills three enemies in just one night and can sleep peacefully...

   Hilliard thinks he can.

   And even… more.

  —Your Majesty.

  Looking at Ian who seemed to be thinking, the old knight couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Maybe it's just what you said."

   “We can always trust.”

  (end of this chapter)