Mysterious journey

"Sir?" Marcelan and Adni were already ready to draw their swords and kill. They had long disliked this group of useless wastes.

"Let them go." Vindman emphasized, "After all, they are trapped here because of me. Some resentment is also deserved."

Garen was a little irritated. These nobles were really baffled. He showed great strength, but some people still dared to speak nonsense in front of him, thinking that he did not dare to violate the laws of the empire and openly took action. Doesn't he know that there is a method in this world called assassination? Do you think the law is something that overrides everything?

Perhaps it was like this most of the time on Earth, but in such troubled times, these young birds living in a peaceful area have probably not experienced the cruel and bloody wars outside.

Under Vindman's urging, the group quickly entered the cave under the surveillance of Marsilan, and then Hathaway and Andalu also entered under the protection of Adni.

In the end, only Vindman and Gallon were left in the manor. Du Qian was responsible for escorting the group of people through the cave safely.

Garen summoned all his totems and surrounded them.

Following his hint, the new beetles on the periphery spread quickly and began to search from all directions for the companions the nobles said had left first.

"Shia." Vindman stood gently beside the hole, the green light on his body getting stronger and stronger.

Carefully taking out a goose egg-sized oval ball from his body, he handed the ball to Garen.

"Here, here you go. This is the green vine ball, the ultimate weapon I originally developed for our family. Unfortunately, I can't use it now."

Gallon took the ball. The ball is completely green and black, and there seems to be a green shimmer on the surface.

"The green vine ball is the core pinnacle work of my research career. It can continuously separate spore-like seeds, attach to other people, and absorb the physical strength and energy of the other person to grow. After reaching a certain level, it will It turns into a set of personal-fitting biological armor. The point is, this layer of armor allows ordinary people to possess the attributes of totem light." Vindman explained simply.

After taking out the green vine ball, his face suddenly turned gray.

"This is the mother seed of the family. You must plant it on yourself. As for whether to cultivate it and provide it with nutrients to grow, it depends on your own wishes. But you have to remember that this is the main body that can control all the sub-seeds. You must It is completely in your own hands. As long as you master it, you can control a powerful enough biological army! Of course, whether the armor is strong or not is related to the strength of the parasite."

He told Garen the key points of the green vine ball bit by bit.

Only then did Garen understand why both the Earth Flower Society and the Black Sky Society wanted to snatch this research result. Such a thing could simply make the overall strength of the entire force even higher. It was far more than a type three totem master or aura. The role of the totem master can be compared.

"In addition, some research records of my experiments and some subject books used are placed here." Vindman once again took out a small red key. "Go to the Imperial Capital. This key can open the basement of my manor there. If you are not interested, just burn them all."

"Besides, I have an old friend who may be able to take care of you."

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Garen sat on the carriage, quietly playing with the red key in his hand.

Angel sat across from him panting, looking extremely embarrassed. The wound on his right shoulder was being carefully bandaged by Lala.

"I heard about your family. Do you think I should call you Garen or Ahashia?"

"Let's stick with Gallon. I am now the head of Terry Jones' family and have the right to change my name." Gallon said calmly.

He looked out the car window. In the direction of the manor, a layer of green light was blocking a huge chimpanzee beast. This giant beast is huge, more than twenty meters tall, but it seems to have no special abilities and moves slowly. He punched it hard, but it was completely blocked by the seemingly thin green light.

Ouch! !

After a few punches failed to break open the green egg shell, the gorilla became furious and roared fiercely.

The violent vibrations could be clearly heard even by carriages more than ten kilometers away.

"What kind of monster is that?" Angel saw Garen's unsurprised expression, as if he already knew about this monster.

"The giant war beast." Garen replied calmly, "It's just huge in size, moves very slowly, and is difficult to control. It's equivalent to a siege vehicle, and is only useful for tough battles. What's really noteworthy is that it's accompanied by Elite protection force.”

"Elite protection force?"

"Well, it's a team of strong men who specialize in protecting war beasts from being killed at close range. According to the level, a war beast should be protected by a lieutenant general." Garen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Speaking of this, Garen thought of Vindman who was still in the manor. The Viscount knew that he was not far from death. After Garen and others entered the cave, he directly blocked the cave and faced the enemy's arrival alone.

A lieutenant general will have at least two type three totems, not to mention other team members. Garen's totem was seriously injured at this time and could not withstand any more torture. What if the white-robed man from Dihua Club didn't leave, but was just waiting for an opportunity, and after a confrontation, the result would be very unhappy. The other party was originally targeting Vindman, and there was no one to hold him back, so there was no way to escape.

"Sister Du Qi!"

"Lord Du Qian!!!"

Suddenly there was an urgent shout from outside.

Garen quickly opened the carriage and jumped out, but only looked back to see a green figure.

"I'm sorry, young master, I'm going to accompany you." A voice had not completely dissipated.

Gallon stood there and did not pursue him. He understood that Du Qi had lived for Vindman all her life and she loved that man too deeply. He had expected it since he left, and Du Qian would not leave the manor easily.

Marcelan and Hathaway chased him out, but to no avail, and soon walked back helplessly. Seeing Galen looking at them, Hathaway shook her head and said nothing.

"Forget it, keep going." Garen was silent for a moment and then said. "Everyone get in the car!"

Hathaway was a little reluctant, but still didn't speak.

The rest of the people who got off the bus didn't say much. As the new head of Terry Jones' family, Gallon's words are now their guiding principle.

After getting back into the car, I didn't move forward for long when I heard a roar behind me.

The violent explosion was accompanied by a plume of black smoke rising into the sky.

Galen sat in the carriage, knowing that this was the last trace of Vindman. Even though he didn't have much of a sense of belonging to Vindman as his father, he still felt a little lonely.

Vindman himself is a contradictory person, he has multiple roles. Benevolent Father and Superior. A ruthless aristocrat and scientist. And martyrs who ultimately sacrificed everything for their ideals and vows.

The crowded convoy, carrying more than twenty people in total, quickly drove away from the vicinity of Terry Jones Manor. Driving from the rear along Black Swan Lake toward the interior of the Kingdom of Cowaitan.

"What are your plans next?" Angel asked from the other side.

Garen let out a breath.

The next step is not what he plans to do, but the Black Sky Society and the Earthly Flower Society will not let go of the parasitic mother seed in his hands. Trouble will find itself at your door.

"Go to the royal capital." He whispered, "It is said that the Twelve Princesses were originally coming, but now it is definitely impossible for them to come again."

"I've found out everything." Angel picked up the coffee Lala made and took a sip. "Continuing from our direction, we will soon reach the Sinongfa defense line of the Kingdom of Kuwaitan of the Royal Alliance. This defense line is an absolutely safe defense line carefully built by the Royal Alliance. Inside is a completely safe human zone. As long as you enter the human area The safe zone is much safer. I can also contact the War Guild, and I have a letter of introduction from the president of the Iron City branch."

"This is pretty good."

"I heard that there are three large legions deployed on the Cowaitan side of the West Nongfa Defense Line. The Dawn Eagle, the Third Heavy Armor Regiment and the Dark Blue Flag. The three legions each occupy three strongholds. Which side should we go through."

Angel took out a map, disconnected from the coffee, and unfolded it on the table.

The three strongholds have been marked separately, which are three red dots similar to triangles. Displayed on a map of Cowaitan shaped like a circle of flatbread. It is just on the lower left side of the pie, on the edge of Lvsen Province, and immediately enters the neighboring Visi Province.

"Legion? Are ordinary people's troops also effective?" Garen asked doubtfully.

"No, they are all composed of totem masters. I heard from the totem masters from the royal capital in the manor. The Badco Kingdom in the southwest was destroyed, and a large number of surviving Badco people poured into Cowaitan, including Many Badco Totem divisions joined the Kuwaitan military for revenge." Angel shook his head and sighed, "Badco is a medium-sized empire, but they were all destroyed. The Black Sky Society and these monsters are really cruel."

Garen fell silent.

He first looked at his attribute column.

‘Power 6.66. Agility 2.72. Physical fitness 2.82. Intelligence 2.53. Potential 17221%. ’

Some of the more than 200 potential points accumulated previously were used up when evolving the two petrified white dragons, and now there are still 172 potential points. The petrochemical white dragon is considered a very cost-effective type three.

It's a pity that it can no longer evolve.

Garen felt a little regretful.

In order to deal with possible dangers this time, he decisively evolved two petrified giant lizards and upgraded them into petrified white dragons. Three petrified white dragons and a two-headed lizard dragon were able to barely suppress Baker's stone eye, and The hidden trump card, the strange power of the Troll's Grip, also allowed him to cope with the last sneak attack.

The Grip of the Troll has the characteristic of greatly weakening the defense of the totem light. If it were replaced by another totem master, maybe this is just an ordinary trump card, which can only have some effect when the enemy is close.

But for Garen, this feature of weakening the defense of Totem Light is simply an added advantage.

As a master of secret martial arts, the light of the totem is his biggest obstacle. Now that this obstacle has been greatly reduced, his secret martial arts strength has finally been put to use.

Remove the totem and totem master of Totem Light, and the only threat is the strong body and special abilities.

It can be said that the Grip of the Troll gave him an important opportunity to pick up the secret weapon again.

Garen recalled everything that happened when he traveled to this world.

Black smoke pots, volcanoes, ancient sounds, multiple civilizations, and urban monsters.

Everything seems to indicate that this world has a different connection with the previous world.