Mysterious journey

Garen took a deep breath. Feros's death in battle was not what he expected. According to the original history, the battle between Guimen and Feros should have been stalemate for some time, but he didn't expect the change to come so quickly.

Feros is the king, the king who is more powerful than the Evil God King and is closer to exceeding the limit. It can be said that he is the strongest in this world except for the ghost gate. This is what the original history shows.

It's not like Garen didn't think about joining forces with him. Unfortunately, this arrangement was originally made after finding the secret weapon of life, but he didn't expect that the ghost gate would move so far in advance.

"Now everything can no longer follow the original development, the changes are getting bigger and bigger." Garen made a new estimate in his mind.

When he came back to his senses, he still saw the dim and dark ruins in front of him. After separating from the other two people, he rushed towards the right direction switch of his choice alone.

There was a faint blue shimmer in the air of the ruins.

Garen was standing in a long and narrow square passage. There was darkness in front and back, and there were rough blackish stone walls above, below, left and right.

He touched the wall on the right, and a cold, rough, hard texture spread from his fingers to his brain.

Garen frowned slightly, his reddish eyes suddenly turned black, and the fusion power in his body quickly accelerated, trying to gather some water vapor to spread around to detect the situation. But as soon as the huge fusion power came into contact with the outside world, it disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.

"Sure enough, the power of fusion is a restricted power. So the ability of the nine-headed dragon is obviously also restricted, but it is a bit troublesome without nine lives. What about this?"

The energy and blood in his body instantly accelerated, and the red blood on his skin flashed like blood.

"The spirit is also restricted. It seems that I can only use my normal physical strength."

Garen knows his own advantages. He has the ability of innate supernatural attributes, his body has reached the limit of his physique, and he has stronger physical strength and speed than the average new type five.

However, the Master of the Heavenly God Palace and the Master of the Evil God have been slowly strengthened by the power of fusion over many years, and they have also reached the limit of their bodies. Compared with them, this is not an advantage at all, it can only barely equal the gap.

Moreover, the master of Tianshen Palace is a non-human being and is likely to have a more powerful physical fitness. Although he seems to be more agile, he must be on guard.

Garen arranged his response in his mind in an instant, and then moved on from the pause.

He made no attempt to conceal his steps.

The sound of crisp footsteps continued to echo in the dim and blue passage, reaching far into the passages in both directions.

It was foggy ahead and nothing could be seen clearly, but Garen didn't need to see anything clearly. He could clearly judge the general terrain ahead simply by relying on the sound.

Walking straight forward, Garen could tell that the corridor had a faint downward slope. If he walked like this, it would probably lead all the way to the ground.

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Time passes day by day.

In the dim corridor, Garen stood resting with his back against the wall. A white and delicate hand stretched out from under his black robe, and he was eating the wheat patties he brought in in small bites.

He ate very quickly, eating a thick meatloaf about the size of a palm in just ten seconds. After eating three pancakes, Gallon took out a black metal kettle, unscrewed it and took a sip of water. He took out a paper towel and wiped his mouth clean, then crumpled it and sprinkled it on the ground.

"It's been eight days," Garen murmured, and took out the red button from his arms. There was already a green streak on the dark red button, and he carefully put it back into his arms. Then he straightened his robes, lifted his feet and continued walking forward.

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed in the corridor, a sound he had heard for many days.

There was a curve to the left in front of him. Garen walked along it, and the front suddenly became clear.

A dome-shaped black hall appeared in front of him.

The hall is empty, with rough and blurred murals on the walls on both sides. It's unclear what the content is, only a mixture of blue and black.

Facing the passage corridor is a huge round arched stone wall with a sickle moon pattern that is as tall as a person. The pattern is silver-white, surrounded by a blood-colored border.

The entire hall looked very simple, but Garen's face showed a slight sense of relief at this time.

"finally reached."

He walked into the hall, walked directly to the wall, stretched out his hand and pressed it gently on the wall.

Buzz.

A violent vibration was transmitted from his hand to the crescent moon on the wall. Garen's eyes instantly turned pitch black, and the five-type fusion power in his body surged into the crescent moon like a tide.

Time passed minute by minute, and after more than half an hour, Garen withdrew his hand.

There was a crisp click, and a small stone drawer box popped up under the crescent moon, with a hexagonal button inside.

Garen stretched out his hand and slapped it hard.

Snapped!

The drawer shrinks back.

Garen's eyes quickly returned to their original light red color. He took out the button from his arms and patted it continuously. A third green line suddenly appeared on it.

"Then go back to the original passage." He turned around and walked back as planned.

After exiting the hall and returning to the corridor, Garen suddenly discovered that at some point at the original corner, there was another fork.

It used to be just a left turn, but now it's a T-junction. The turning road to the right was pitch black, not even a faint blue light.

Garon paused and strode in directly.

The passage is flatter, but the smell of dust in the air is much stronger and a bit choking.

Garen groped forward, and his speed suddenly slowed down greatly. As soon as he entered here, he felt an even stronger sense of purity floating in the air.

This feeling was very strange, as if the air he usually breathed outside was turbid. In comparison, the air here was too pure, but it was clear that everywhere here was filled with the smell of dust.

I don't know how long I walked in the dark. Although I couldn't see anything, the feedback from the sound still didn't slow down Garen much.

Snapped.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Woo. There was a faint roar from the front, as if a dog was about to launch an attack.

call!

Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed towards me.

In the darkness, a huge shadow rushed towards Garen. This shadow almost filled the entire passage. It was more than three meters high and four meters wide, with a clearer roar.

Garen stood still, raised his left hand to form a sword, and rushed forward instantly. The palm knife and the black shadow collided suddenly, and both took a step back at the same time.

Bang!

The dull sound spread far away in the passage, carrying an echo.

Garen was shaken back two steps, his back foot stepped on an uneven bump, and then he steadied himself hard.

His face was solemn, and he was vigilantly sensing the movement around him.

"What a strong force"

The black shadow disappeared, and there were only echoes of the collision just now in the passage.

Garen only felt that the knife in his hand was hitting the opponent, as if it had touched an extremely hard piece of wood. It should have severely injured part of the opponent's body.

He stood in the passage and waited for a moment, but there was still no movement. The other party seemed to have retreated, and then he relaxed slightly.

He squatted down and checked the ground forward. No traces were left. The ground was still covered with a thick layer of dust. It was impossible for any huge thing to attack from the front.

There were no marks on the dust on the ground, and there were no traces on the surrounding walls.

Garen's expression remained unchanged, he stood up and continued walking forward.

He believed that as long as he continued to move forward, the other party would definitely appear again.

Time passed by, and it was hard to tell whether it was day or night. The passage was completely dark at any time.

Garen did not light the torch he brought. This environment was not difficult according to his five senses. On the contrary, the light brought by the torch will also change him from darkness to light.

Even if the other party has lived in the dark for a long time and may have some unique sensing ability, he does not intend to hold a torch in one hand.

Moving forward step by step, the second floor is different from the first floor. This is an area that the Evil God King and the Heavenly God Palace Master have not explored, and the danger is very high.

Naturally, a place where the secret weapon of life can be stored cannot be so simple.

Walking forward cautiously, Garen did not notice at all that right in front of him, two thin black needles were hanging in the air towards his eyes. As long as he continued to move forward, they would pierce into his eyeballs.

The tip of the black needle is getting closer and closer to the eyeball.

Snapped.

Garen suddenly stopped and stood there. He didn't notice the black needle. It was clearly less than ten centimeters in front of his eyes, but he seemed to be blind and didn't see it at all.

Suddenly, a big hand suddenly slapped behind the black needle, and with the same huge force as before, it hit Garon's face hard.

boom!

Garen was violently thrown several meters away and hit the stone wall on the side. He held his head in his hands and firmly grasped two slender black needles in the palm of his right hand. The tip of the needle was just a hair away from piercing his eyes.

Ouch! !

There was a deafening howl like a giant wolf, and a large group of black shadows rushed towards Garen again. This time the wind was more violent than last time, as if a huge rolling stone was rumbling towards Garen.

The entire passage shook with the howl, the ground seemed to shake slightly, the dust in the passage became thicker and thicker, and a large gray haze was raised amidst the violent vibrations.

The huge shadow was extremely fast, and as soon as the sound rang out, he almost threw himself less than half a meter in front of Garen, and seemed to be able to hit Garen hard in the next moment.

At this moment, Garen lifted his right foot and kicked forward violently. He rotated his other leg and drew a semicircular arc, accurately pointing at the upper part of the black shadow.

His legs suddenly came into contact with the black shadow.

The entire black shadow was actually directly clamped by Garen's legs. The huge force of the momentum was transmitted to Garen's legs, passed through his waist, arms, and palms, and finally slammed into the stone wall of the passage.

boom!

Two clear palm prints were immediately printed on the stone wall.

Garen fixed his hands to use force, and clamped the black shadow between his legs like a ball of cold, biting cotton-wrapped iron. He snorted coldly and exerted force. His extreme body strength exploded instantly, and he smashed down hard with the black shadow in between.

Bang! Bang! Bang bang! !

After four consecutive blows, the black shadow finally screamed and let out a wail, then dissipated instantly and turned into a ball of air and dispersed in cold wind.