Chapter 898 Waiting. Departure III

[Unknown strange object found, identifying...]

[Yes/No consumption of 1000xp for identification? 】

When Dean's finger touched the scroll, such a prompt appeared in front of his eyes, and Dean was naturally extremely surprised by this.

Because, such a situation can be said to be the first time it has occurred.

The identification in the past relied more on his knowledge and experience.

There has never been such a cost xp value recognition.

"I know it, but I don't have enough ability to recognize it? Or does the system think I should know it, but it needs xp value as energy to make up for it?"

Dean wondered.

But whether it is the former or the latter, it is enough to show that this is a good thing.

Therefore, he immediately agreed to the other party's request.

As for, why not recognize it immediately?

Dean can't guarantee what will happen to the scroll in front of him after identification. If it is too scary, it will definitely be extraneous.

And that's what Dean didn't want to see.

After all, it was already his property, and if there were any accidents, it would not be good enough.

Especially in a plane restricted by rules like Defen Dilan.

Dean's greatest advantage: even more so when force is limited.

Dean has a deep understanding of people's fickleness and greed.

Maybe the Pound Thunder in front of him is really making some deals with him for the sake of Dro Thunder.

But if Thunderclap City-State hadn't really fallen into a desperate situation, would the other party do this?

The answer is naturally no.

And once there is something that can reverse the status quo, will the other party's transaction continue?

Again, the answer is no.

so.

Dean nodded very simply, put the things in his hands first, and then said other things.

And these things, Pound Thunder didn't know, after he saw Dean nodding. Immediately said sincerely again: "Please, Lord Saint!"

"As long as it is within my ability, I will definitely do it!"

Dean also gave a guarantee, but such a guarantee has a premise.

Within ability!

To put it simply, once it exceeds the scope, Dean cannot be responsible.

Dean is far from the deal at hand. And the plan to take his own life into it.

Similarly, Pound Thunder also knew about it.

Moreover, this old man with a lot of experience did not object to Dean's statement.

Of course, even if the heart is dissatisfied. The other party will not show it.

After that, it was chatting in the cabin.

But most of it was Pound Thunder, Dean listened.

Dean is very interested in all the human geography of Defen Dilan mentioned by Pound Thunder - he has a natural interest in knowing himself and the enemy.

It is an extension of reading.

Time passed in such small talk.

When Dean left the hut again, Dro Thunder was already waiting in front of the lobby of the Land of Ancestral Spirits.

Beside Dro Thunder is a team of fifteen people.

Each of them exudes a breath that is not weak, but each of them is expressionless. It was as stiff as wood, and the eyes were even darker, without waves.

The slayer of the Thunder family!

After Dean scanned these people. Guesses immediately came to mind.

These people are no different from some noble dead men he has seen.

If you want to say the difference, it means that the strength is different.

However, the identity of the dead will not change.

And this is as it should be!

After all, what Dro Thunder did was basically a narrow escape, for any sane person. Unless it's a deadly friendship, otherwise. No one will follow Dro Thunder more.

Not to mention the currently unstable situation in Holy Helm City.

"Master Saint!"

He was wearing a black and blue cloak on the outside, and soft armor on the inside. With a special leather bag on his chest and abdomen and two long swords hanging on his waist, Dero Thunder nodded to Dean.

"These are the elite of the Thunder family and will accompany us!"

As Dro Thunder spoke, fifteen dead men saluted Dean.

The movements are meticulous, but somewhat rigid, like a robot.

Dean didn't blame him in the slightest.

Dead soldiers, their own needs are one-time consumables.

Although there is a great investment, but no one will really pour emotion!

A true dead soldier only needs to know the orders and obey them.

As for others?

Except for the basic physiological needs, it is best not to have them if you can.

"Let's go?"

Dean looked around, looking for transportation.

It is absolutely impossible to go to Thunder City this time by riding a horse. There is no time at all. If it is just him and Dro Thunder, they will naturally rely on their own strength.

However, with these dead soldiers, it was clear that Dro Thunder had other arrangements.

"plz follow me!"

Dro Thunder said so.

Then, they walked towards the lobby of the Land of Ancestral Spirits with Dean, the dead man and Pound Thunder.

After passing through the lobby, they came straight to the statue of the first founder of the Thunder family. Dro Lei Ting knelt on one knee to salute, and so did the dead man and Pound Thunder behind him.

Only Dean, as an outsider, just nodded slightly, maintaining basic etiquette.

"Master Ancestor, I need to use your inheritance—please bless the entire Lei Ting family!"

Dro Thunder prayed in a low voice.

When the voice fell completely, the young man stood up, walked towards the back of the statue, and searched for something.

Click!

After a while, there was a sound of machine spring.

Behind the statue, a passage appeared.

The moment the passage appeared, Dean saw Pound Thunder's astonishment. Obviously, the other party didn't know the existence of this secret passage.

Is it the authority of the family heir again?

Dean shrugged his shoulders, didn't think about it any more, and followed directly.

This is a downward passage with layers of steps. The torch on the wall was automatically ignited when the passage was opened.

The brilliance of the flame made the entire passage bright.

A group of people walked forward quickly under the leadership of Dro Lei Ting. After a while. Came to a wide area.

"Is this the belly of the mountain?"

Pound Thunder sized it up for a moment, then asked with some guesswork.

"Well, this is the mountainside of the Holy Helm City, and it is also a storage place for the legacy left by the ancestors. When I received the power of the ancestors, I got some of the memories of the ancestors... So, I know this!"

Facing Pound Thunder's puzzled expression. Dro Thunder explained.

Suddenly, the old man suddenly realized.

No one doubts the power of the ancestral spirits.

However, Dean saw the bitterness in the young man's eyes.

Naturally, Dean wasn't looking for trouble. Just standing aside and watching quietly——

A deep incantation came out of Dro Thunder's mouth.

When the last syllable of the spell fell, Dean could clearly feel the abnormality in front of him.

space change? !

Dean was very surprised to see that the empty mountainside in front of him was filled with an airship, and there was an opening enough for the airship to move forward on one side of the mountainside.

The airship has huge airbags and propellers. An airship with a cabin hanging from it.

Under the airship, there is a runway leading to the exit of the mountainside.

Everything appears in the blink of an eye!

"The original founder of the Thunder family, what a guy!"

Dean admired.

Able to use the power of space. Even if the chosen path is special and the 'domain' is special, it is still an existence that makes the gods pay attention.

It seems that after Dean turned into a giant, that kind of pure strength is not inferior to some gods with weak divine power, but. Strength is just strength.

The fighting method of the gods is far from relying on strength like gladiatorial wrestling and wrestling.

What's more, they are just some gods with weak divine power.

so. Dean will never give up perfecting his own path and field.

"Thunder?!"

Pound Thunder stood there and exclaimed loudly, with disbelief on his face.

"Didn't it crash with the ancestors in the struggle against the 'storm'? How could it be?"

The old man kept muttering to himself.

but. The next moment, his eyes lit up.

"With Thunder, this mission is at least 10% more sure! Ancestors bless you! Ancestors bless you!"

The old man stretched out his trembling hand and touched the outer deck of the airship in front of him, where he was in tears.

The young man's lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Get ready, let's go!"

said the young man.

Dean was the first to go up. For Dean, although he had seen the astral ship, it was the first time he had seen the airship.

Moreover, it is completely different from the airship he knew in his hometown.

The power has changed from thermal energy to magic.

Therefore, Dean looked around curiously.

However, this does not mean that Dean's attention is all here.

Under the excellent perception, some words appeared in his ears——

"Young master, please rely more on the strength of the saint, instead of taking risks yourself!"

"Um!"

"With the Thunderbolt, your safety can be greatly enhanced. Even if you encounter a flying monster, it can't compare with the Thunderbolt's speed!"

"OK!"

"I will deal with everything in Holy Helm City seriously, and none of those guys will stay!"

"knew!"

...

Pound Thunder's words were serious, serious, and filled with murderous intent.

However, Dro Thunder is a bit perfunctory.

Or even absent-minded.

At the end of this conversation, Dro Thunder boarded the airship and waved goodbye to Pound Thunder. Then, there was a sudden roar in the air jet behind the airship.

boom!

Like an arrow leaving the string, Thunder flew out of the mountainside along the track.

The flying sac filled with supernatural energy was instantly filled.

Hush!

The propeller turned even more rapidly.

Not only did the Thunder not slow down.

On the contrary, they moved towards Thunder City at an even more exaggerated speed.

Disappeared in the sky in a blink of an eye.

Pang De Lei Ting watched all this silently, blessed Dro Lei Ting, and then quickly walked out of the mountainside.

When standing outside the lobby of the Land of Ancestral Spirits, looking at the subordinates who had been waiting in front of him for a long time, cold killing intent began to fill the face of the old man, and he said in a low voice: "Let those half-hearted guys go to hell for me!" Repent here! Kill me, leave no one behind!"

"yes!"

The spirit guards replied in unison, and then disappeared soon.

Only the old man stood there quietly, looking at the lobby behind him and the twenty-three statues in the lobby.

Those gazes pierced through time and saw the birth, hardship, prosperity, and prosperity of the Lei Ting family.

The old man squeezed his fist violently, and roared in a low voice——

"The Thunder family will never perish!"

ps second update~

This chapter is timed~

so cold! so cold!

Decadence is going to eat lamb pot!

Thanks to the wandering son of the world for the reward of 200 starting coins, and Fengchen Wujie for the reward of 10 starting coins~~~Decadent bows again and thank you for your support~~~(To be continued)