At Derek's insincere words, the father smiled and said, "Captain Johnhoe, you will not forget what Indiz is best at."

Derek was a little confused for a moment, but after a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Indith..."

The father nodded and said, "Indith."

Seeing Derek turn and leave, Yao Yan asked his father in confusion: "Dad, what do you mean by what you said just now? Indiz... isn't the name of your organization?"

"Indes is named after the founder of our organization. His name is Indes Zaguto." The father smiled and shook his head, saying, "He is a demigod wizard, and his best thing is memory tampering."

Yao Yan nodded. He finally understood why Derek said nothing after his father said that.

If a person is best at memory tampering, then the memories you leave behind may be wrong, and he can also erase all the memories he intends to erase.

Therefore, over the years, my father has not dared to teach Yao Yan anything he still remembers, and what he taught Yao Yan is all re-verified by him over the years.

After all, the Magic Movement Machinery can't be careless at all, otherwise, the Magic Movement Furnace might turn into a magic bomb.

"I even doubt whether he called Indiz..." Dad smiled bitterly, "I can't even remember what name he called. No one knows even why Indiz was disbanded and what happened when it was disbanded."

"What about Indiz?" Yao Yan couldn't help but ask the most important question.

"No one knows." Dad shook his head, "Maybe he's still somewhere in this world."

After all, demigods are not so easy to die, so Indiz is likely to be alive now.

Just when Yao Yan and his father were talking about Indiz's past in the cell, in the Liyuan wilderness not far from the original site of Baishi City, an airship was floating quietly, which was the Pale Dragon God.

In the cabin of the Pale Dragon God, the huge magic circle slowly lit up. The mage on duty quickly cheered up and began to inject magic power. After a few seconds, a young man in white robe slowly walked out of the magic circle.

Bru Ace, who had been waiting here for a long time, took a step forward and saluted: "Son of the Holy Son."

On the surface, there is only Andy, the current candidate for the Son, so it is not rude to call him Lord Saint Son.

"God of War." The young man bowed and returned the favor, saying, "Thank you for your hard work during this period, and I will follow you in the future and learn from you."

"You are too modest, Lord Holy Son." Bru Ace smiled, his eyes did not hide his appreciation for the boy in front of him. After all, even a genius could reach the level of a level seven warrior and a level eight mage at this age, even a genius would definitely pay a huge price.

This was the first time the two met. They had heard of each other's name before, and they were already full of curiosity and couldn't help but look at each other.

In Bru Ace's eyes, Andy Yolanda is very consistent with the name "Son of the Holy Son". Her white robe, handsome face, and long golden hair without wind. It is a phenomenon that only occurs when the abundant magic power fills every corner of the body. His smile is very gentle, and he is obviously a person without any airs. His clear eyes make people feel good when they see it.

Bru Ace couldn't help but compare him with another person in his heart.

From the outside, the two people are completely different. Yao Yan, with black hair and black eyes, and everyone Bru Ace has seen is different. The soft lines that belong to oriental people may only have in this world, which makes people suspect that he has the blood of an elf, but even an elf does not have such pure black hair and black eyes. It is a strange feature that he has never seen before. And the holy son Andy Yolanda in front of him is a typical tough and handsome man. The developed muscles of an eighth-level warrior are covered in his white robe. When walking, the strength flows through his limbs, and it seems that it can explode at any time.

Perhaps, in the entire Dragon Borough Sect, the one who understands Yao Yan the most deeply is Bru Ace, and he also heard a little about the boy in front of him. Someone had long informed her of every move of the boy. The two of them had completely different styles of acting. Andy was smart and steady, and Yao Yan... you never know what he would do next.

"There are three days left... Yao Yan, what would you do?" Bru Ace made a call, and facing Andy, thinking about what Yao Yan would do.

If Yao Yan had not shown enough ability in the battle of Baishi City, he would not have trusted Yao Yan so much. If Yao Yan had not had the identity of "Sacred Son Candidate", the senior officials of the Dragon Sect would not have accepted his condition.

The ideas of the other three forces are even simpler. If they agree to Yao Yan's plan, they still have a chance to try it out. If they don't agree, they will probably be excluded from this game.

But...how is it going to start?

"Sir!" Andy, the leader of Bru Ece, came to the hall. Before the two of them sat down, one of them hurried over and said to Bru Ece: "Sir, Ranger Shute is asking for a meeting!"

The night was quiet, and near midnight, after a day of hustle and bustle, the fleet finally calmed down. Except for the guards in charge of the guards, most of the people fell into a deep sleep.

A night bird flew over the top of the fleet, making an unpleasant cry, rested on the eaves of the fleet, and then flapped its wings and flew away.

The guard who was standing guard at the door of the cell was awakened by the unpleasant cry and stood up in a hurry. Everyone was in a hurry during this period. He had not had a good rest for several days, and it was inevitable that he would be in trouble in the middle of the night.

He turned his head and looked at the cell. His father was sleeping on his side on the bed. The black cat was lying on his chest, shaking his tail.

"Has something happened?" Morton asked when he led several guards back and forth to patrol here.

"No." The soldier quickly reported, then looked back and saw that nothing really happened.

"Be careful, don't take a nap, keep staring at them." Morton said. Derek personally told him that he would pay attention to his father, but he would never dare to neglect him.

"Yes! Captain, don't worry!" The soldier responded quickly, and then forced himself to keep an eye on his father and the other two.

At this time, not only them, but Derek. For some reason, Derek had a very bad premonition. He called the guards, asked several times, and confirmed that nothing had happened, and then he slept with his clothes.

Just when it was late at night, changes happened quietly.

Although the Winter tribe blocked the Void Schizophrenia, it is impossible to completely block it. People who have not allowed a bird to fly by. Those with a certain level of strength can cross the Void Schizophrenia without disturbing the Winter tribe. Some people can even pass through the Void Schizophrenia directly. A powerful existence like the dragon druid can completely travel the entire world with its own power, and it is definitely not something that can be isolated from the Void Schizophrenia.

The method they adopted was to send several patrol boats to patrol this narrow Void Schizophrenia.

When a small patrol boat just flew over, a skeleton wrapped in cloth strips kicked on the stone on the melting plain in the Void Schizoma Realm, a trace of dark aura emanated from all around, and a thin figure slowly appeared in the air.

And the moment this figure appeared, several figures slowly appeared on both sides of the Void Strike Realm.

The dark elf mage wearing a black robe, the dragon power mage wearing a gold-edged dragon bone robe, and the Thunder Dynasty royal mage wearing a white gold-edged royal robe with a royal marker robe... As the people of Yingying Tongtong appeared one by one, a group of thirty-person high-level mages gathered on both sides of the Void Schizophrenia.

And the person with the skeleton and soles is the Lich Enqibu.

Without a secret code, Enqibu raised the skeleton staff in his hand, and a black mist slowly drifted out of his hand, like ink, dyed the Void Schizoma with a light purple light...

Under the leadership of Enqibu, other mages began to release their magic power, and the spell "Dark Sky" enveloped the Void Schizoma, which was a full two kilometers wide.

The magic power that was diluted to the extreme was covered by the magic power of the Void Strike Realm itself. Except for the slightly dimmed distance, no one could find the difference here.

Behind these mages, Andy and Bru Ace stood side by side, and they were all waiting to see what Yao Yan was going to do.

On the opposite side, Olivier also led a large number of men, all dressed in black, ready to go.

They didn't have much time, because the fleet sent several small flying ships as patrol boats to patrol the narrowest part of this Void Schizophrenia, and patrol here every thirty minutes.

It took five minutes just to release the dark sky, and the remaining time was less than twenty-five minutes.

The dark sky curtain has been completed, and in the Void Schizoma shrouded by the dark sky curtain, there is no movement at all. Thousands of black and black horses on both sides are waiting quietly, without a trace of sound.

"Ah!" A crow flew over the Void Slit Realm, as if some secret code was activated. A little bit of light lit up from the Void Slit Realm, and under the cover of the dark sky, it was slightest.

However, these little lights spread rapidly like plague, and the little lights gathered together like galaxies.

The only one who could see all this clearly was the Hawkeye Rangers Sult and Bru Ace who stood beside Bru Ace, staring blankly for a long time. Apart from being able to see a little light, he really didn't know what was going on.

"It's the stones..." Xiu Te said, the stones suspended in the air lit up one by one, like lit stars. Then the stones began to move, and gradually, thin filaments appeared on the stones, which were strings!

"Crack..." The two stones collided together, and a faint blue light lit up, and the two stones froze together to form a larger stone.

Two in one, four in one, eight in one...

As the slight but continuous sound sounded, countless stones gathered together, forming a road in the air that could accommodate two carriages in parallel.

"Where is Yao Yan? Where is he?" Bru Ace looked around and he didn't notice where Yao Yan was doing all this.

"There is there." Sult smiled and pointed at the crow flying in the air.

"He..." Bru Ace was surprised. Only Sult could see that under the crow's two claws, there was a thread extending downward...

"Let's go!" Seeing that the road had taken shape, Olivier immediately shouted softly and rushed forward with his feet on the road made of stones, extremely solid.

Of course, this road is only possible, and vehicles cannot be allowed to drive. The soldiers in groups of four, gathered their strength to lift the magic vehicle and ran wildly on the road. These thousands of people are the elite among the elite, at least at level 5. With the blessing of various auxiliary states of the mages, they ran very lightly on this road that appeared out of thin air.

Next to Olivier, dozens of adventurers with demon dragon badges passed them faster and ran towards the opposite side.

Although everyone is well-trained, it is still impossible to transport a large amount of supplies in a short period of time.

"Ten minutes left." The tense transport process lasted for about ten minutes, and Shute suddenly said, "The patrol ship is coming."

"Leave it to us." The first one to cross over were the members of the demon dragon. Although their number was small, they were all elite. One of the middle-aged men came out and flew directly to the patrol boat from afar.

Shute's eyes chased his back, and five minutes later, he landed on the patrol boat.

Strangely, the people on the patrol boat turned a blind eye to him, and then the patrol boat slowly moved forward and plunged into the black mist.

"The illusion of the demon dragon is indeed well-deserved." Bru Ace exclaimed. This is a ability that can create illusions on a large scale, which is even more powerful than the top illusion. Only a very small number of abilities can be seen through. This power can be said to be strategic. As a god of war, Bru Ace, it is impossible not to envy it.

What the people on the patrol boat now see and hear are all illusions created by that person.

The patrol boats moving slowly and the crowds who were carrying supplies in a tense and orderly manner, the opposing sides coexisted under this special ability.

However, things did not develop as calmly as both sides expected. When the patrol boat passed over the stone bridge, a soldier on the patrol boat walked to the side of the ship, unbuttoned his pants, and began to swear below.
Chapter completed!