Mysterious journey

The Eighth Golden Ring deliberately lagged behind and glanced at the broken metal bars of the prison iron door. Although there was no expression on his face, there was a hint of terrifying fear in his eyes.

Although he had heard that Garen defeated so many people and besieged him head-on, he didn't actually see it live, so he didn't feel much about it. He just felt that it was very powerful.

But now, he could see the killing scene in person at close range.

Garen's casual killing was like killing and trampling an ant, an absolute ferocity and arrogance pervaded Garen's side.

Such speed! Such power! ! The Eighth Golden Ring finally realized why the masters of the Black Label Society and the Elephant Gate were beaten completely into submission by Garen.

Facing this kind of person, even if they are just close, they feel extremely threatened and uneasy. If Garen exploded with all his strength, he really couldn't imagine what kind of horrific scene it would be.

Garen silently followed the warden as he walked deeper into the prison. He can feel that although his strength has not increased, the substantial increase in speed has enhanced his explosive power in disguise. The high-speed mass will also bring terrifying impact. Just like the palm just now, he did not use any Miwu is just a combination of pure strength and speed to break the iron bars and stab the prisoner to death.

"Unconsciously, I have become so powerful." He felt the cold and hard ground under his feet and smelled the strong smell of blood in the air. Soon, Losita's figure finally appeared in front of him on the right side.

A group of people stood at the door of Losita Prison. Third Brother Garcia was standing guard at the door of the prison, sitting on a chair. When he saw Garon and others coming, he slowly stood up.

"Gallon, are you here?" Garcia looked very haggard. He seemed to have lost weight. His eye circles were sunken and darkened. It was obvious that he had not had a good rest in the past few days.

"You go and rest first, Third Senior Brother." Garen frowned, "You are just torturing your own body."

Garcia glanced at Rosita, who was sitting cross-legged in the prison, and nodded slowly.

"You ask, she won't say anything."

"Leave it to me." Garen nodded.

Garcia said a few more polite words to the Eighth Golden Circle, and then left on his own, accompanied by the jailer.

The Eighth Golden Circle also knew that Garen wanted to inquire alone, so he consciously stepped back far away and went to inspect other prisons.

The warden knew the opportunity and moved all the jailers away, and he also walked away. He didn't want to stay with Garen for a moment. The scene just now scared him so much that he was still sweating coldly.

For a moment, there was no one else around. At the black prison door, apart from a few other serious prisoners, only Garen and Losita were left.

Rosita was still wearing a black cloak, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with long brown hair in a ponytail hanging behind her head, her face was calm, and her eyes were dull.

"Where's the second senior brother?" Jia Long looked at her and spoke slowly. "Tell me the news about your second senior brother Farak."

"Farak?" Rosita raised her head and looked at Garen blankly, "I told you, can you not kill me?" There seemed to be a trace of life in her eyes.

Garen just looked at her and said nothing.

Rosita suddenly smiled bitterly.

"I never thought I would regret it, Farak. He's dead."

Garen stared at her indifferently. Although he had expected it, when he actually heard the news, he still felt a little sad.

Farak often gave him guidance and helped him when he was laying the foundation, and corrected his basic mistakes. He is a man who looks dangerous but is actually very gentle.

"How did you die?"

Losita smiled: "That day when I left Baiyunmen, he chased me all the way. We fought back and forth more than thirty times, and his throat was torn out with my claw."

"Where's the elder?"

"He's dead too. I wanted to go into the library to look for something, but he dared to stop me. He's looking for death! He's still relying on his old age, so I killed him with one slap." Losita's expression was dull.

She raised her head and suddenly smiled miserably.

"Winner or loser, I may have thought that someone would come after me, but I never thought it would be you."

"What else do you want to say?" Garen was silent for a moment and said calmly.

"So this is the taste of fear." Rosita lowered her head and smiled miserably, her body trembling slightly. "What are you going to do with me?"

"Follow the rules of the division." Garen said a word, turned and walked towards the depths of the prison.

Not far away, the senior sister's voice came intermittently from behind.

"The boat is rocking and the water is green and green. You are standing next to me in front of the lotus leaves and lotus roots."

It was a piece of singing, and the sound was a little nostalgic and a little crazy. For some reason, Garen suddenly recalled his second senior brother Farak.

"You really like Second Senior Brother, right?"

The singing behind him paused for a moment, and Rosita sat there in a daze, then suddenly leaned down, and in the darkness, there was a faint sound of choking.

Garen closed his eyes, his heart also filled with ripples.

Without hesitation, he strode deeper into the prison.

Perhaps the eldest sister regretted joining the Demon Elephant Sect in order to pursue higher martial arts, regretting that she betrayed the sect by killing the second senior brother and the elder. There seemed to be many unknown stories between her and her second senior brother. These stories will eventually be completely lost in time as the two disappear.

Garen won't delve into it, nor does he want to delve into it.

Because the master was in a coma for a long time, his body could not absorb the food and could not keep up with nutrition, which eventually led to his death. The last remaining wish was to kill Losita.

He didn't tell the reason, and Garen didn't even think to ask. In any case, the matter has been concluded and everything is settled. Perhaps a long time later he will go to the east along the sea route to find the roots of Baiyun Gate, but now, everything is over.

"There will always be a lot of helplessness in life. The child chose to do something wrong, so she has to pay the corresponding price."

In a single room on the left side of the prison, a white-haired old man whispered.

"Look away, kid." There was also a trace of helplessness in the old man's cloudy eyes. Perhaps Losita's singing also brought back his memories.

"Who are you?" Garen stopped and looked at this person.

"It's just an old man who is about to die. This is the prison of Jinhuan, and it is also where the federal government originally detained some extremely vicious felons." The old man replied calmly.

"I remember you." Garen felt that this old man was a bit unusual. He was full of fierceness, but his tone of voice was extremely kind. I focused on the number of the prison cell: No. 12.

Leaving here, he moved on. There is no one guarding the front. This is a place where even the jailers are scared. The Eighth Golden Circle has also introduced this place in the past two days. Some of the terrifying prisoners can even kill people with their saliva. Many of them are old people who have been imprisoned by the federal government for who knows how many years. They are all old guys who have committed heinous crimes and have died countless times without being able to satisfy their anger. They are just kept in prison for various reasons. Wardens and jailers have changed from generation to generation, but these old prisoners are still there. Some have died of old age, while others are still living tenaciously.

Garen found Leo, the imprisoned Black Label boxing champion, in Prison No. 10. Angela from the Elephant Gate was also imprisoned in a nearby prison because of her identity. They are locked up here not because of their strength, but more because of their importance.

Both of them had heavy and huge black shackles on their hands and feet. When they saw Garen approaching, they both sat on the ground and stared up at Garen.

"Garon Lombard! If possible, I hope to join your service!" Boxing champion Leo seemed a little fanatical about Garon. "In order to pursue the peak of boxing, I killed people at the age of fifteen, and killed thousands at the age of twenty! In order to pursue To get stronger weapons, join the Black Label! In order to pursue more resources, I became the link between the Black Label and the Elephant Gate! But I got nothing! Until today!!"

He stood up suddenly, and the metal shackles kept making violent banging sounds.

"I am not willing to accept the decline of martial arts!! I want to prove that martial arts can also fight against hot weapons head-on!! Until now! I finally see the light in you!!"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Garen frowned.

"I want to follow you!!" Leo said excitedly, dancing with joy, "You are destined to become a great man who makes history in the martial arts world!! The direction you are heading is my lifelong dream!!!"

"This lunatic!" Angela from the Demon Elephant Gate cursed on the side. "You should first think about whether the Black Label Society and the Elephant Sect will let you go!"

Garen also didn't expect that boxing champion Leo's situation would be like this. This guy was obviously a typical martial arts seeker and fanatic. There is always a small group of people in the martial arts world who are very traditional and will sacrifice everything in pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts. It seems that this boxing champion Leo is such a person.

However, Garen still planned to observe for a while to see if Leo really wanted to surrender. The surrender of a boxing champion and a more powerful fighter is also a big boost to Garonne's Baiyun Sect. After all, this is already the peak level of individual force for human beings.

After confirming his thoughts, he shifted his gaze and looked at Angela aside.

"Look what I did? I don't know the information about the Demon Elephant Sect very well. We are not at the top. Anyone who is not at the top does not know the information about other members of the Demon Elephant Sect. Our organizational form is a completely independent branch structure. , each branch is unaware of the others.”

Angela shrank slightly and took a few steps back behind the prison. It was obvious that the shadow of Garon's day still lingered in her heart.

"Then what role do you have?" Garen frowned.

"I can also swear allegiance to you! Allegiance to the Baiyun Sect!!" Angela ranked Garen at the front, which means that the first person to be loyal to is Jia Long personally, and then the Baiyun Sect.

For Garen, power is just a source of information and an auxiliary tool. What he prefers is to improve himself, sublimate himself, and reach the level of evolving himself through martial arts. So I don't really care about these trivial matters.

"anything else?"

"What else?!" Angela was a smart woman, and she immediately analyzed Garen's personality. As she rolled her eyes, she suddenly thought of something. "I know the news about the blood of immortality!!"

"Blood of Immortality?"

"After the blood of immortality flowed from Ansara's hands, it was said that part of it was snatched away by the card players, and the other part was accidentally obtained by us." Angela stared at Garen's expression cautiously, fearing that if she accidentally lost her use value and was Get rid of it.

"Did you succeed?" Garen was quite surprised.

"Yes, the people below sent it to our middle management, so the upper management wants to get the modulation technology from you."

"Where is that part?" Garen asked directly, not bothering to talk nonsense to her.

"In a secret place." Angela hesitated.