Mysterious journey

Galen turned around and saw Prosthetic Eyes Thomson coming from behind.

"Thomson? It's great that you're not dead!"

Garen gave him a tight hug. This guy has always given him a lot of help and is a very well-informed person. It just so happens that he can learn about the current situation from him now.

"Let's go and rest first." Thomson pulled Galen forward for a short distance. Soon, after entering a small door in front, he saw a mission hall that was exactly the same as the one on the ground. There were only seven or eight people sitting sparsely inside, and a one-armed girl was skillfully serving food and drinks to everyone.

The atmosphere was very dull. Many people lowered their heads and were depressed. Some people were lying on the table drunk, while others were wiping their silver knives with indifferent expressions.

Thomson pulled Gallon to a corner and sat down.

"The outer city has been destroyed. Now our War Guild stronghold is the frontline logistics point. What are your plans?" Thomson asked hurriedly as he sat down. "I suggest you go to the inner city immediately. Those who dare to stay in the outer city now are all masters with a little bit of skill. I plan to go to the inner city immediately to participate in the defense mission. Why don't you come with me."

"I have my own plans, don't worry." Garen smiled, "How is the situation in the city now?"

"The Dragon Guard collapsed. If the Grand Duke who came out later had not resisted the monster, no one would have been able to return to defend the inner city alive." Thomson explained simply, "At least half of the people in the city are dead and injured now, and only half of the residents are left alive. The city avoided being massacred. Almost all the people in the outer city and suburbs died. There may be some who are hiding. But the number is definitely very small."

"Where else?"

"I don't know. It is said that the last contact the guild had with other guilds was the day before yesterday, and now it has been completely blocked by monsters. The guilds in various places have been completely isolated." Thomson lowered his voice, "The leader of the guild seems to have something wrong. "

"How are the war supplies now? The price should be reduced, right?" Garen thought for a moment and asked.

"Definitely, there are fewer people, and there are not enough people who can fight with totems and so on. The supply exceeds the demand, and the prices of many things have been greatly reduced. Now in order to increase the resistance, basic things and many wounds and medicines are given away for free. The Duke's Palace directly releases a lot There are totems in stock, but there are not that many people who can use them." Thomson shook his head with unbearable expression, "It's too miserable, there are dead people everywhere. The totem masters are okay and have some resistance, but the civilians are too miserable. I have no power to resist. By the way, are you in any group now? If not, how about I recommend one to you?"

Garen immediately understood his purpose, and it was really time to stick together at this time.

"I have a companion, no need." He shook his head and refused. "I'm going to deal with my suitcase first. I've exchanged some things that should be sold. Nothing is more important than life. Right?"

"Okay, come find me here when you have time. I'll usually be there at noon." Thomson agreed readily without forcing anything. At this time, one more friend is one more security.

Garon carried the box and walked towards the lobby counter.

Walked to the left window and knocked.

"Where's Jason?"

The girl inside was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little sad.

"Sorry, Mr. Jason has already left in the afternoon"

Garen felt depressed. The middle-aged man had been happily cooperating with him before, but he didn't expect that he would be gone now.

"How much does War Shackles and War Guild Hall cost now?" he asked in a low voice.

"Twenty million apiece, it would be better if I can exchange for supplies." The girl immediately recovered and replied.

Garen placed the box on the counter, opened it, took out all the books and notes, and then took out money, gems, silver blocks, and other items and passed them through the window.

"Please help me estimate the value."

"Okay." The girl skillfully took the jewelry tickets and sorted them all into categories.

The valuation came out soon.

"The total is about 36 million. Do you want to record it on the badge?"

"Give me a set of war shackles, and save the rest into badges."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The girl rarely encountered the War Shackles transaction and was a little unfamiliar. She quickly got up and went to find someone behind.

After Garen waited for a while, a tall and thin young man suddenly came out. In his hand he held a silver cylinder.

"Do you want to buy war shackles?" He walked to the counter and took the girl's place.

"Yes, a problem?"

"What kind of shackles do you need? Are they blank or ones with effects?" the young man asked solemnly.

"Blank." Garen replied succinctly.

"Then you have to add permanent spells yourself. We have two permanent spells that can be added here. You can consider them. One is to deepen the damage, which can tear the wound and make it more difficult to heal. The other is paralysis. Toxin can coat the totem with a layer of paralyzing toxin, slightly interfering with the enemy's attack."

"No need, we have other considerations." Garen refused. These two permanent spells are useless, and the useful guilds will not sell them publicly, but have already digested them themselves.

"Okay then." The young man quickly carved a magic symbol on the silver cylinder. The symbol's red light flashed and disappeared on the surface of the cylinder. Then he handed it to Gallon. "Please take it, this is your blank shackle. This shackle is the lowest level and can only be inlaid with two effects. However, you can choose to find a workshop master to upgrade it in the future. A senior workshop master can also transfer the inlaid permanent spells. to new shackles. Of course, this technology is only available to our union’s own workshop masters.”

"Thank you." Garen took the cylinder and immediately noticed several greedy eyes scanning around him.

He glanced back and didn't care.

He opened the cylinder directly and pulled out a white and silver V-shaped arrow, like a thin piece of metal. The surface is extremely smooth, and a layer of colored halo of the inner alchemy that can only be seen under oblique light is constantly flowing.

Garen checked it carefully and then directly pressed the metal piece on his left arm.

hiss.

With a hissing sound, the metal piece suddenly melted into the surface of Garen's skin. Soon after a puff of green smoke, it was like a birthmark growing on his arm, natural and harmonious, with nothing unnatural to be seen.

A horizontal bar suddenly appeared below Garen's field of vision, followed by two light red blank boxes.

‘Shackles of War: Two permanent spell effects can be added. Master the skills of the workshop master and you can upgrade with potential points.

Effect: Can connect to companions to enjoy permanent spell strengthening effects. The degree of enjoyment of the effect is determined by the holder of the shackles. ’

"That's it." Garen nodded with satisfaction. He used the war shackles without hesitation, and the greedy eyes in the hall immediately withdrew. The used shackles have no value anymore.

"Then let's see if we can improve the core totem." Garen looked at the potential points in the attribute column.

Killing Mecca, the second-type totem master, directly increased the potential to 1516%.

"At 15 o'clock, you can try it."

So far, his goal has reached the first stage, and the core totem has been successfully obtained. Then the key is to follow Goethe and others to mix potential points.

It's just that Goethe must have participated in defense work now, and must have shown amazing talents to attract the attention of the Duke's Palace. To keep up with this genius

Thomson disappeared again and Gallon returned to the hall alone to find a seat and sit down. If Angel didn't survive, he planned to find a few more people to form a new group.

"Aska is here"

"And Lestat."

Someone at the door seat was muttering.

Soon two people entered the passage entrance. One after another, the person in front was a young man with red hair and a handsome face. He was dressed in a slightly embarrassed manner, but he was not injured.

"This way Asika." A red-haired woman on the other side of the hall waved her hand.

Garen recognized him. The most popular genius in this guild recently, Asga Byzantine, is said to have shared the Black Panther's rapid talent just after he lit the totem. He then controlled three totems one after another, and shared three different types of abilities from the three totems. Ability.

Some time ago, a second totem evolved into the second type. He's an extremely talented guy. His innate ability is a rare ability to share, and he can map the totem's ability to himself. This ability makes it easier for totem masters to adapt to various environments, and their overall quality is extremely strong. Even after reaching the second type, some special evolutionary abilities can be used at will, such as using the fire wolf's fireball ability, the ice bear's ice blast, etc. The number of tactics that can be combined has greatly increased, making it difficult to guard against.

Garen's eyes fell on the man behind Asjia.

Lesta, this person is also a new genius, a man with naturally curly blond hair. Talent is hardened. You can make all your totems have stronger skins to resist damage attacks. He once used a type 1 totem to kill a type 2 totem alive. He is only nineteen years old this year, and he is a genius like Asjia.

But Leicester is not from the War Guild. It is said that he is a son of a noble in the city.

Garen looked away.

He is not a genius. Compared with these people, his only advantage is his potential. Although this ability has strong growth potential, it is still not as good as these abnormal talents in the early stage.

After all, he belongs to the ranks of ordinary people. The advantages of the secret martial arts in the previous life are not obvious here.

Aska and Lesta walked towards the red-haired woman in the corner together. They were in the same circle, and Lesta was obviously Aska's friend. These people are either geniuses or elites with excellent machines. It's a completely different world from the general circle. In a small place like Titan City, they have even become the main force against external monsters.

Garen sat in his seat and waited quietly. If Angel hadn't died, she would have made the same choice as him. At this time, only by staying in a group will there be more security, otherwise we will be bullied.

Garen might be able to barely deal with one Type 2 Totem Master now, but he definitely couldn't deal with two. This is just barely a talent level in the entire guild.

Not long after, a woman in black robe came into the entrance of the passage, it was Angel. Her left shoulder was wrapped in thick gauze and there was still blood. Seeing Garen's position, she quickly walked over and sat down opposite Garen.