Jason was not sure if he had heard Fasro right, but when he saw how he approached the Shaibi clan patriarch, Jason couldn't help but think that this was a bad joke.

He followed Fasro and tried to eavesdrop, which caused his mood to plummet.

"We need to focus on the Myldra race's army. They're another higher race and among the stronger ones at that! The Ifrytor's army doesn't have anyone at and above the Mana core rank with six solidified prismarine crystals! I, five more of Ariyors, and Jason will take care of the Ifrytor army. Once we're done, I'll bring the other Ariyors as reinforcement.

Until then, Midra will take the lead of the Ariyor group. Please consult her about the Myldra race's army.

Our small suicide squad will have to go now!"

Fasro sounded like he was ordering the Shiabi clan patriarch, which was exactly what was going on!

Jason noticed this and could only bit his lower lips before he rushed forward as he said

"If you guys let me die against an Ifrytor with more than 100 drops of liquefied drops of mana, I'll curse all of you!!"

He was not sure how strong the Myldra race was, but considering that Fasro was reluctant to employ himself, Jason and only five more Ariyor to the Ifrytor race's army made his stance clear.

The Ifrytor race is a joke against the Myldra race!

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Even though Jason felt overwhelmed, he understood the importance of employing as many troops as possible against the Myldra race!

'A strong higher ranked race'

It was a bad sign to hear that the Drake family was backed up from a strong higher ranked race, but worse was that Jason was not even sure if there was another stronger higher ranked race or not!

Even if there was, would that be a good sign or bad? He was unsure about that and Jason was only glad that someone at the Ascension stage was unable to enter Argos easily.

This was the only good news he had heard from Midra after he had asked her about it.

Apparently, the world bridges, as the rifts were called, were still in an unstable state and wouldn't allow anyone at a higher stage than the Low Prismar Stage to enter Argos!

That was at least for now and Midra had also explained that it was highly likely that some world bridges might be different.

Mankind had already reported about abyssal ranked rifts, and the knowledge about what kind of beasts emerged out of those world bridges proved that stronger races might emerge on Argos, in the near future at that!

It didn't even have to be in the future and the only requirement for a stronger race to emerge on Argos was a stable world bridge!

This didn't sound great and Jason was already glad that grand races didn't seem to care about their race!

Other than that, there was also the possibility that they couldn't enter Argos without risking their youngest offsprings' lives.

If they were even faster at absorbing mana than higher races which was evident, their average Prismar stages were less than 40 years old, while prodigies would be around Ysla's age.

Without combat experience, even their high mana core rank wouldn't bring any benefits and there might even be many offsprings of grand races that would die needlessly.

Jason found that the risks did not outweigh the benefits and he could only hope that his assumption was correct.

Nevertheless, even the common and higher ranked races that had already appeared on Argos were more than enough to cause a huge headache.

Fasro didn't say anything to Jason's words, but the Shaibi clan patriarch could only look at him.

At the same time, Shane and Dalia had appeared next to Jason as Shane said

"You won't die against those Ifrytor, alright?"

With these simple words being said he turned towards Fasro

"We'll join the fight against the Myldra race's army. Don't let Jason die. He's very important to mankind!"

"I can see that. We'll take care of him!"

Fasro's words were simple but the weight they carried was huge and Shane could only smile lightly, thinking that the Ariyor in front of him was sincere.

What Myrl Shiabi, the patriarch, who could only look between Shane and Fasro, heard confused him and he was unsure what to say

'Important to mankind? Isn't he exaggerating a little bit because Jason is his disciple?'

It looked like Myrl was still unaware of Shane's real identity, which was something that wondered about both Shane and Dalia.

They had spent lots of years in their young time together, and Shane looked exactly like his younger self!

There might be little adjustment in his facial features, caused by Dalia's silver origin flame, but other than that, Shane looked the same!

If they knew that Myrl knew that Shane had appeared in front of him since the beginning, both Shane and Dalia would have felt embarrassed to even doubt their friends' sincerity.

Myrl knew about Shane and Dalia, but he was also aware that speaking to them like old friends might attract unwanted attention.

Right now, their identity might be deemed as unimportant, but all of them knew that there were still many problems revolving around Shane.

He might be unaware of most facts, but Shane should have already noticed that something was off.

'If I had only stopped your massacre of the entire Shore clan, the other big clans' prodigies wouldn't have killed either.You know that you're a victim of his schemings too!!'

Nobody knew of the Shaibi clan patriarch's thoughts and there was no time for him to think too much about Shane either.

His country had to face the attacks of two foreign races at the same time!

After Shane and Dalia had appeared in front of him, Jason talked to them for a minute before he rushed after Fasro, who had already left him to gather the remaining Ariyor that would accompany them.

Fasro knew that fighting an entire army of several thousand Ifrytor might be too much for six Ariyor and a human to face.

Yet, taking one or two more Ariyor with him wouldn't make a large difference for the Ifrytor army.

Rather than that, it would weaken their combat prowess against the Myldra race's army that had around 40,000 individuals.

Every single Ariyor was required on that side, to prevent as many casualties as possible.

Fasro was also unsure what exactly the Ifrytor race was trying to achieve by sending a small part of their entire army that consisted of several hundred thousand Ifrytor and Ifry but there was something wrong about it!

This doubt increase further after he received the intel that the Ifrytor race's small army of several thousand Ifrytor and Ifry had on average around 100 liquefied drops of mana within their mana core!

'It's probably a distraction from something...but why are they retorting to such a petty trick? Or do they think that we don't know about their huge army? Is their plan to show how 'weak' they're, only to reveal their whole strength as a means to surprise us?'

Despite sounding ridiculous, and suicidal, Fasro's assumption was correct.

Nobody would have expected that one of their own race would betray the Ifrytor, let alone to someone with four liquefied drops of mana within his mana core!

Jason's mana eyes, combined with utilizing every means to intimidate his foe were too frightening, and Jason had already demonstrated this often enough.

However, even he had been astonished how efficient his mana eyes, in combination with killing intent, the abyssal ability, and the petrification curse were!

It was the perfect combination and nobody was able to deny this.

Once everything was concluded, Fasro, the five Ariyor he had selected, and Jason departed without wasting any more time.

Jason had summoned Artemis' wings and the others were able to fly through the air.

As such, their speed was much faster than the Ifrytor that had to remain at the ground due to their inability to fly at a high altitude with their cultivation stage!

Only seven hours had passed when Jason and the six Ariyor saw several thousand red dots far in the distance as Fasro said

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"We'll prepare our ambush, just stay guarded and take care of the Lowest Lique stage Ifrytor and Ifry! You don't have to pay attention to the rest!