Jason was still astonished by how mysterious the unknown race looked, but he tried to not show his surprise as he stood in front of his masters.
There was a middle-aged man next to them with several thousand liquefied drops of mana within his mana core.
This indicated that he was at the Lord rank, as one required thousand liquefied drops for every level of the Lord rank.
Yet, if one were to look at it closely, the unknown race's strength was much higher.
Their number was smaller in comparison, but Jason could tell that the quantity of liquefied mana, their silver affinity with which Jason was unfamiliar with and their physical strength was much higher.
In the end, one of those from the unknown race should be able to fight against five to ten humans at once, probably even more!
This came mainly from the fact that Jason perceived their aura, which was filled with killing intent from the fight they had overcome.
Killing intent couldn't be established without having fought hundreds of life-or-death battles or overcoming hundreds, if not thousands of deaths under unique circumstances.
As such, the unknown race that supported the Shiabi clan had to be proficient in fighting, which was also his biggest reason to look at their race's combat prowess so highly.
"They're called Ariyor" Shane said when he saw Jason staring at the foreign race.
The Ariyor race was mostly shaped like any bipedal beast, with two legs and arms, yet there were also four-legged individuals.
Seeing this was not really surprising for Jason. He already knew that something like this was possible with some races.
This was because Netherworld's fort body refining technique had already informed him about a race with two-legged and four-legged individuals.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Though Jason doubted that the Ariyor race's four-legged individuals were weaker than the humanoid Ariyor, it was possible.
Nevertheless, what astonished Jason more was that their body was completely made out of silver liquid which caused him to blurt out
"Quicksilver?"
Their silver liquid had exactly the same color as the Ariyor's affinity had and Jason couldn't help but feel that both affinity and the liquid they were made out of were the same materials; quicksilver!
When the middle-aged man that had been talking to Shane and Dalia heard this, he sized Jason up for the first time since he arrived.
Behind him were an unconscious Ifrytor and Ifry that had both a damaged mana core.
Nevertheless, one could still determine that the number of liquefied drops of mana within the Ifrytor exceeded 100.
'How strong is this youth? This youngster fought against a Ifrytor with 100 drops of liquefied mana and he is unscathed? Did someone help him? His rank shouldn't be high enough to defeat the Ifry and Ifrytor!'
The middle-aged man couldn't answer a single question he had in mind which felt weird, however, after seeing that the young man was acquainted with the strong man that helped them out, he had nothing left to say.
Thus, he turned back Shane as he said.
"Thank you for helping us out. The number of our casualties decreased drastically due to your intervention. If it's not too much trouble, I would like to invite Sir to follow us to the Shiabi clan! At least if Sir doesn't feel uncomfortable with the Ariyor race comes along...They build a small camp at our headquarters…"
When Jason heard how the middle-aged man talked, he couldn't help but frown deeply.
'He doesn't seem to like the Ariyor race...is that because of the prejudice of foreign races or is there something wrong with them?'
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Jason couldn't tell for sure and instead of listening to the middle-aged man that was at the Late Lique stage, he looked around to see if there was something interesting.
Solaris attempted to leave his soul world but instead of allowing it to leave it, Jason had to suppress the origin flame from trying to absorb the remains of the Creato flames that had yet to dissipate.
He didn't feel any difference within Solaris but it had transmitted him the thought that absorbing more flames would be very beneficial for it to use.
As such, he couldn't help but ponder for a moment, thinking that he would have to publicly reveal that Solaris was an origin flame if he were to release it right now.
This would be annoying, but from what he understood, everyone had their own, bigger problems right now!!
There was a huge war devastating Canir, causing the death of humans every second!
However, before he, or rather Solaris did something it was not supposed to do, Jason decided that it was better to ask the middle-aged man about it.
He seemed to be the leader of their group, with the most authority, if one were to leave out the Ariyor.
They were unlikely to allow being ordered around by someone with a weaker combat prowess and stance than they had, let alone other humans.
The Ariyor-race seemed to help the Shiabi clan and not the other way around!
But Jason wanted to be sure which led him to ask, only to be frowned upon.
"You want to use the Ifrytor and Ifrys' carcasses?...To burn them at that? Why?"
Jason didn't want to answer but he couldn't help but feel that it was necessary
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})"My flame is slightly unique and I can tell that it will be beneficial for it!"
After the middle-aged man heard this, he shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care about the carcasses of the foreign races.
Jason accepted this as a 'do whatever you want' sign and turned around in order to walk towards the center of the battlefield.
While walking, he could hear a few Ariyor talking with each other, and he was able to understand everything!
They might not be aware of the fact, but Jason was able to understand the universal language all races seem to speak.
This allowed him to hear their discussion, which sounded more like they were lamenting about their current situation.
"Is it really necessary to protect those humans? This planet is so disgusting and its scarcity of mana feels like I'm walking through sullied lands…" One of the Ariyor that had the shape of a four-legged beast said
"Calm down! You know that we need them if we want to continue fighting against the Doom Crawls! Their curse is too harmful to us…" The three-meter tall humanoid Ariyor, Jason passed by, said
"But we could…" "STOP! Don't even think of proposing that we should just take away what we need and run away! We have our own pride! Furthermore, there is the pact we signed with the Shiabi clan! Cope with it! The curse cleansing ability is something we can't live without while waging war with a cursed race!! You recall my brother's appearance, right? Completely black!!! It was already a miracle that he survived and the curse cleansing ability of the Shaibi clan saved him!"
What Jason heard astonished him, and he wanted to figure out much more.
However, in order to do so, he would have to reveal that he was able to speak in the universal language.
As such, he had to suppress himself.
Standing in the center of the battlefield, he summoned Solaris, who immediately split up in several dozen tiny flames before the shot towards all directions, infesting the Ifrytor and Ifrys' bodies, devouring the small traces of the Creato flames that were left behind.
The members of the Shiabi clan had already eyed him weirdly since he had demonstrated that he had a fortified soul conjunction with a flying beast.
Now that he released a weird, black flame that split up before it infested the bodies of their deceased foes. How could they not think that this was weird?
Something felt odd to them, but most people couldn't get the hang of it as one of them shouted out
"The black flame is devouring the last traces of the Ifrytor and Ifrys' flames!! What kind of demonic flame is that??"
When Jason heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head as he mumbled
"Demonic? More like the purest flame you guys will ever see in your life…"
However, nobody except the two individuals from the Ariyor race he had passed earlier, heard him.
Yet, they couldn't really understand what he was saying because of the language barrier between them!
Nevertheless, what they could tell for sure was the fact that the black-haired young-looking human that had golden-silverish eyes was not ordinary, while the same could be said for the flame within his hand.
Solaris had split of several dozen small flames from it to devour the Creato flames while controlling everything neatly.
Floating around Jason's hand he smiled lightly because Solaris behaved similarly to a small child that didn't want their parent to go working.
Suddenly, he noticed someone from the Ariyor race approaching him who asked him in broken human language.
"Is that a true origin flame?"
Jason lifted his eyebrows when he heard that the Ariyor spoke to him in human language because that was not something he expected a Late Lique stage Ariyor to be able to do, however someone had to translate what humans and Ariyor were speaking about, otherwise, it would be difficult to create a soul contract, pact or whatever treaty one planed to sign with each other.
As such, Jason couldn't help as he smiled lightly before he said in human language
"Yes, it's an origin flame!"
