Mysterious journey

Watching Carthage quickly move away and disappear into the distant sky.

Garen felt an indescribable heaviness in his heart.

"It's still not enough." Not being relegated is already something he once looked up to, but now, he is still just a vulnerable little character in the eyes of others.

He thought of the once mysterious spire of the Chixue Sect and the Feiyun Tower on the Naga planet. The Chixue Sect was the pioneering sect after the secret martial arts masters came to this world, and the Feiyun Tower was said to be the sect of the Chixue Sect. There are still many mysterious things left in the relics left behind by the Snow Sect when it was at its most glorious.

"There is also the Ice Hell. First go to the Ice Hell and meditate on the Ice Seed. Then go directly to Feiyun Pagoda and watch the ceremony!" Garen made the arrangements.

Looking at the flawless plate in his hand, Garen sat down cross-legged again. The joy of the breakthrough was instantly suppressed by Carthage.

The Flawless Plate is just like a very ordinary blue plate. It is carved with silver lines that turn silver. It has no apparent function. If it is thrown away at an antique fair, no one may look at it at all. It turns out that he is the core of everything in the body of an eighth-level master.

But such a seemingly ordinary thing can actually support everything for an eighth-level master.

Garen asked all the werewolves to stay away and continue to protect this place again.

He gently stroked the flawless plate and felt the silver lines on it.

After the True Martial Mirror, there is the Pan Realm. Garen didn't have a clue. He was not a real top genius or a person with the highest understanding. He was just a master who relied on the terrifying devouring ability of the Cold Hell Peacock Technique to forcibly improve himself.

The silver mirror of the True Martial Mirror has not reached the level, let alone the pan realm.

At least the ancient Yinduo civilization did not have any Pan realm, but the pure secret martial arts of life and the secret martial arts of death as its foundation. He has now completed the Cold Hell Peacock Skill and has the qualifications of a legion-level master. He is the strongest person in the ancient Yinduo civilization after the True Spirit and Demon King levels.

"According to the realm of this world, the True Martial Mirror should integrate everything about itself and hatch out a new qualitative change power, while Pan uses this power to integrate with the outside world to achieve the effect of controlling part of the power of the universe." Garen connected all the known information in his mind and began to analyze and judge what the level of the disk was like.

"Carthage said that the flawless disk can control a thousand times of gravity. Obviously my conjecture is very consistent. But the details should be much more complicated." Garen didn't even have the silver mirror, let alone the disk, and he studied it for a long time. Nothing gained at all. Instead, he felt strangely restless.

This startled him slightly, and he quickly gathered his thoughts, no longer paying close attention to the Flawless Plate.

Didi didi

Suddenly, a contact request appeared in the energy mark.

Garen glanced at it and saw that it was actually the woman from the Remora Merchant Alliance whom he met when he came back last time. Her name was Sandor. Garen still remembered that her spaceship was a gift from her.

"It's Miss Sandor. I haven't contacted you in a long time." He opened the contact channel.

"Yes, it has been more than a year." Sandor's face appeared in front of Garen's eyes, still full of heroism. "Mr. Galen, we have found a lot of the holy branches you need, and they are now being sent to your Red Snow Star. Please check them carefully!"

"It's so timely!" Garen suddenly smiled, "I was worried about the lack of sacred branches, so you sent a message saying that you found them, and I will send you the account right away."

"No rush, let's pay after inspecting the goods." Sandor waved his hand. "This is a small matter, but I do have a small favor that I need your help with."

"You can just say it." The other party had done him a great favor and even sent him a spaceship. Garen had to show his gratitude.

"That's it. One of my younger brothers and sisters wants to go to the capital of Nagadaco to see the grand gathering of masters. I don't know about Mr. Garon." Sandor said with some embarrassment.

As a businessman, the merchant alliances outside the top ten are far from qualified to observe. The energy masters are all wealthy masters. Any eighth-level or ninth-level energy master is far richer than a merchant alliance. Even If a mechanic is not at the inheritance level, he does not have much status in the world of energy mechanics. He is not as good as a fifth-level energy mechanic. Not to mention her Remodo Business Alliance.

If Sandor hadn't come into contact with a martial art master like Garen, he probably wouldn't have even thought about attending this event.

"The three major cities will hold grand gatherings at the same time. This is no problem. I will send my people to pick them up. You can pass the information over first. Then just contact me, my junior brother, directly." Garen agreed readily. He directly gave Bernstad's contact information to the other party and gave some instructions before the two disconnected.

He also contacted Bernstad and asked him to pick up the spaceship transport that was coming soon, and at the same time explain the matter.

"Why haven't you seen Hill for so long?" Garen suddenly remembered and asked casually.

Bernstad suddenly looked resentful when he heard this.

"Sir, you just remembered...? Hill has been gone for a long time."

"Gone?" Garen really didn't notice, and frowned when he heard this.

"Yes, sir, you don't like her. She couldn't see any hope, so she naturally left." Bernstad said frankly.

"What is this and what?" Garen was speechless, "Are there any changes now on Naga Star?"

"There have been changes, and they are big." Speaking of this, Bernstad's face suddenly darkened, "Many small and medium-sized schools have been wiped out. I don't know who did it. The alliance has held several meetings, but We still haven’t been able to take any effective measures, and the Longyan Sect was also wiped out not long ago.”

"The Longyan Sect was also destroyed?" Garen's heart sank, so fast! It is definitely not just Carthage who is taking action. It is still close to ten years before the extinction of the energy masters in history. How can it start now? !

"Senior brother, do you think our Red Snow Sect will do anything?" Bernstad's voice was a little cold. "Some people in the sect have already escaped quietly, but they are all the rich kids who spend money to gild."

"I know this well, just go and finish what I told you. The rest of the matter will not affect our Chixue Sect for the time being, so don't worry." Garen said calmly.

He recalled how mysterious Carthage had always been. He knew that Carthage was cultivating him now because his true identity had not been exposed and his relationship with the Red King had not been exposed. Once this relationship was exposed, perhaps At that time, the first person who wanted to kill him was Carthage.

Now it's just a matter of cultivating one more reliable helper, but that might be possible in the future.

After disconnecting, Garen looked gloomy. I picked up the flawless plate again, but still couldn't find any clue.

With a long sigh, he finally gave up.

"I'm not a real genius after all. I gained nothing from facing Baoshan."

Putting down the Flawless Plate, Garen stood up.

"Let's go to the Ice Hell first and wait and see the Ice Seeds of the predecessors of the Scarlet Snow Sect. Maybe we can gain something."

Jumping up, Garen released a force field out of thin air to hold his body in the air. The force field directly offset the gravity of the earth and flew towards the headquarters.

The werewolves below looked up and knelt on the ground, looking pious.

"Congratulations, Master."

Sounds came one after another from below.

Garen looked down and saw Turing commanding the werewolf and the people within the sect to pour high-energy mineral crystals into a huge pit. This was something they mined from other places and cost thousands of gold crystals. , worth a lot of money, equivalent to the annual total income of some countries. This is all that is extracted from it all.

Gallon saw Turing kneeling on the ground towards him from a distance, praying loudly and respectfully.

Shaking his head, these werewolves already regarded him as the most noble god, unparalleled. He corrected them several times and didn't bother to bother anymore. It was useless.

Return your mind to the Ice Hell. This is the highest palace of the Scarlet Snow Sect, and it is much more precious than the Ancestral Palace and the Great Library on the Cliff. To enter, you need to apply for qualifications from three elders.

Without thinking much, he flew directly in the direction of the great elder.

"The Great Elder is in retreat, please do not disturb." As soon as he entered the Great Elder's territory, the patrolling robot bird floating in the air issued a warning sound.

Garen frowned and exited, flying towards the third elder again.

In the forest, an elder guard in white was standing there.

"The third elder has not come back since he went out. Why don't you wait, senior brother?"

"Going out?" Garen frowned. "What about the second elder? Do you know the situation?"

"I know, the second elder seems to have gone out with the third elder." The guard quickly replied.

"What a coincidence? None of the three elders are seen?" Garen felt that something was wrong, "What about the senior managers?"

There are various high-level managers and many reclusive inheritance masters in the headquarters. There are no less than dozens of these people. They can't disappear quietly, right?

"Half of the chief supervisors are out, and the rest are still in their respective jurisdictions."

"I understand, you can go down." Garen nodded. In addition, Carthage wanted to go out and attend some ceremony. Obviously, the main purpose was to distract himself.

"Is he going to attack the Lord Guardian?" he guessed with a shiver in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a violent heat surge inside his body, exploding like a bomb at an extremely terrifying speed.

"It's the black bead that I just ate!!" Garen immediately recalled the bead that Carthage gave him just now, but he didn't expect that it would only be effective now.

He staggered back a few steps, his face turning green and white, and his body began to burn instantly as if it were ignited by gasoline.

"Is this the beginning of overdrafting the potential!" He suppressed the flames fiercely, turned around and flew towards the Ice Hell. The aura on his body was rushing upwards like a real substance, and he had just reached the level of non-falling aura. , suddenly began to expand again.

The cries, screams, and roars of countless people rang in his ears, as if he was hearing hallucinations. Garen's vision began to blur, and his ears began to lose hearing.

"What a nice body." In a daze, he seemed to hear a cold voice echoing in his ears. "It's really hard for Carthage to prepare such a good body for me."

Boom! !

There was a thunder in the clear sky, and Garen's body flying high in the sky suddenly froze and stagnated in mid-air.

An unprecedented terrifying aura instantly locked him completely.

A small white man only about the size of a child slowly appeared behind Garen. It was wearing white and purple-patterned technological armor, and had two horns on its head like horns.

The villain's lips and eyes are purple-black, with an evil and cruel smile on his face. The weirdest thing is that his hands and feet only have three fingers each.

Raising his hand, the villain's three thick fingers on his right hand gently grasped the back of Garen's head.

In an instant, its entire body melted into wisps of white smoke, and it quickly penetrated into the back of Garen's head.

"The prologue has begun! Hey hey hey hey." The sharp and terrifying laughter kept echoing in the high air, but no one except Garen heard it.