Hilliard knew very well that every psyker was essentially a person with an extremely tough mind. It could even be said that the mind was as tough as a stone.
Therefore, he is also a born sublimator.
Without extremely strong self -will and tenacity, it is impossible to bear the pain or pain when taking many potion supplements at all.
It is even more impossible that he can continue to control his body in this pain, absorb the essence of many sublimated herbs and magical beasts in the potion, activate the divine power of the source seed in the body, and merge it into the 'sublimated bloodline' or the 'true path' , becoming a sublimator that completely transcends ordinary life.
Hiliade's look at Ian was full of expectations. The boy's expression was really really beautiful, which reminded him of his desire to sublimate the road to sublimation when he was young.
The other party has talents, but no one is guided. It was never possible to take the road to the sublimator. Even if it was seen by the local sublimators at Harrison Port, it was impossible to reach the second energy level in this life, let alone higher.
But if he has his guidance, it will be completely different.
"Can Earth's technology be done?"
At this moment, Ian really feels incredible.
——Perfectly controlling every muscle of his body, even reaching the level of disguise?
It sounds simple, and it is actually extremely difficult.
With this level of flesh control, even if the body is opened, I am afraid that it can shrink with muscles to avoid bleeding?
It was impossible for the genetically modified warriors in the previous life to do this kind of thing... Well, it is possible, but it requires an additional muscle control system.
But in the Tyra world, it seems that only the need to practice and strengthen willpower can be achieved!
"Strong self -will, you can even directly control the body ... The world of spiritual energy is indeed extraordinary." Ian couldn't help whispering: "This is really a worldly but not, and this technology cannot have this technology."
Ian looked up and looked at Heriad's familiar and unfamiliar face again. After confirming that he was difficult to distinguish, he couldn't help murmuring: "It seems that this identity is not very important for you."
Indeed, with this kind of ability, there is no place in the world that cannot be reached?
"It's not that simple. It is pretended to be a stranger lurking locally, and the camouflage is lurking locally. It is obvious that the latter is safer, because the former can't stand the investigation."
However, Hiliade raised his hand and shaken his fingers, pointing out that Ian obviously thought too easily: "The frontier area may still be able to touch the fish in muddy water. , and the fingerprints must be the same.”
"And psykers don't need to observe blood and muscles to distinguish people. What they observe is the 'will field'. These are all hidden dangers."
The boy heard this, thought about it carefully, and felt the same.
Since the Tyra World has this easy -to -capable technology, there should be the same distinguishing technology, and things are not as simple as he thinks.
A strange world can indeed judge only from the thinking of my hometown.
At this moment, Ian and Hilliard have arrived near Ian's house.
The boy who had a relaxed step suddenly raised his head and looked at his room.
His eyes were slightly bright and his eyes were so calm: "Where ..."
In Ian's predictive vision, a strong white mist is sitting in the corner of the house in the house, as if it is dealing with something on the feet.
And next to this thick white mist, there are three gray -white mist humanoids lurking in all corners of the house, which seems to be alert.
The entire room was surrounded by light red mist, but the deepest red was the small shadow next to the figure in the thick white mist.
That's the breath of Eram ... extremely close to the danger of death!
At the same time, Hiliade also narrowed his eyes -he was found in the house earlier earlier than Ian: "This breath, the indigenous people of Sequoia Forest?"
When he buried his corpse with Ian, he had heard the collusion between Organ and the indigenous people, and it was not surprised.
"It's not particularly troublesome."
Hilliard felt slightly, and after noticing the auras of four adults in the room, he planned to move forward.
Although he lost his original sublimated divine power due to the chaos thirty years ago, it was easy to kill so many natives even if he only relied on the remaining strength and skills of his body.
Based on his heartbeat and breath, the old knight could confirm that none of the four natives in the room had first-level power. At the peak of the empire, they were not even apprentices, but just ordinary people who had been trained.
"Please wait a moment, teacher."
But he saw Ian standing in front of himself, and the boy stared at his home seriously, and he said dignified: "My brother is now in the hands of the other side ..."
At this moment, Ian felt a little enlightened.
"It seems that through the changes in other people's fate, to observe your future, there are really missing."
With Hilliard here, it is impossible for him to risk his life by going to Hulin. In other words, his change in destiny actually represents that layer of pure 'gold'.
In contrast, after leaving, Eram's crisis was in the crisis of indigenous people, and it was the real 'blood color'!
"Next time, we must also consider the possibility of predicting, a variety of color combinations, different methods of interpretation, and the answers obtained are completely different."
Ian frowned: "What I want to think now is how to solve these indigenous people without endangering Eram."
"Um."
While the boy was thinking, Hilliard raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that Ian's psychic power actually had the ability to see through, and he could detect information that he couldn't even hear.
However, this is not surprising. Most of the capabilities of Lingneng were compounded, and the holders were mostly sensitive.
Now, what he wants to know the most is actually the reaction of his "apprentice".
"What are you going to do?" the old knight said: "If your brother is indeed in the hands of the natives, it will be extremely difficult to rescue him, and it is impossible for me to protect him when the other party wants to fight... You act As a result, you have to think clearly. "
His tone was a little cruel.
"Well, I've thought it through."
Ian stared at the house, and the light blue eyes moved slightly: "Teacher, there are four people in the house, one leader is located in the living room, and the three guards are behind the back doors and windows.
He simply stretched out his hand and pointed out the location of the three indigenous guards to Hilliard: "In order to ventilate and disperse the smell of blood, I opened the kitchen window before leaving, so that you can go in from there... If possible, I hope The teacher can help me solve the three guards. "
"Leave the remaining native with my brother to me."
