Mysterious journey

"Ghost Gate!" Garen's heart was shocked. The Evil God King probably doesn't know about the news of Ghost Gate's birth yet, but the birth of Ghost Gate represents the success of his practice. Obviously the totems gather together to form the seeds of power, and by borrowing the growth potential of the secret weapon of life to go further, this path is very likely to work!

"Who is your opponent!" Garen closed his eyes and calmed down.

"The number one force in the Western Continent, the Lord of the Heavenly Palace, Rosman Holy Wind." The Evil God King looked solemn. "He also has another title, the King of Beasts. He ranks first among the masters of the lair!"

"Not human?"

"certainly."

The Evil God King suddenly laughed.

"Speaking of which, this grassland and the hundreds of southern countries are all occupied by his two men."

Next, Garen and the Evil God King asked and answered each other, and time passed by.

Half an hour later, a red light rose into the sky on the battlefield, turned around and flew away into the distance.

On the ground on the grassland, Garen and Mohuang watched the Evil God King leave from a distance.

The two made an appointment at a time and place, and confirmed the arrangements for going to the ruins. Master of the Celestial Palace, this title is obviously modeled after human organizations, but it can make the Evil God King find another helper. Obviously, the master of the strongest nest in the first place is not ordinary powerful.

Miwu will naturally have people from the Evil God Cult send people to his hands.

It seems that for the Evil God King, no matter how many secret weapons of death there are, they are far less important than the secret weapons of life. Not to mention him, even after Garen heard about the existence of this secret weapon, his demand for the secret weapon of death was much smaller, and he didn't value it too much. As compensation, the Evil God King also gave him some secrets about the soul.

The Evil God King's soul was severely damaged by Feros, the King of Sannia. Over the years, he has been studying recovery methods, and his understanding of the soul is far better than Garen.

From the Evil God King's mouth, Garen learned that the existence of the Evil God was actually the physical manifestation of a powerful soul. Their souls are immortal, and they are immortal. At most, they just change their bodies to live and consume some of the evil god's origin. Therefore, they are immortal unless their life span reaches the limit. This lifespan actually refers to the limit of the soul.

And the evil god's origin he obtained is actually a special substance that has the effect of enhancing the soul. Only the origin of the evil god can restore the cracks in the soul every time the evil god dies, and at the same time serve as the body material for their rebirth.

Before taking the opportunity to hunt down Shen Yun, Garen hid the evil god's origin in advance, fearing that it would be destroyed in the battle. So now those origins are not in my hands. Have to go back and take it out.

The four Demon Phoenix people also became extremely honest after seeing the battle with Garen Evil God King. Compared with the last battle, this time the two of them were still so strong after so many days of fighting.

Of course, the most important thing is that during these times, Garen's reckless eating style made several people panic. I just swallowed countless Black Knights in one go, and now several people were following Garen. They felt their hair stand on end just by getting closer, fearing that he would swallow them up as snacks on a whim.

"What should we do now?" Demon Phoenix asked Garen cautiously.

"It's time to go back." Garen glanced at her. This guy is considered a low-level Type 5 person. However, due to being sealed, he should be able to improve. But judging from her physique, energy, and blood structure, she should be at the intermediate level of Type 5. The top is not so easy to reach. From ancient times to the present, how many masters have truly reached the top?

If Demon Phoenix reaches its peak, it will not stay in a corner of a small country.

"Go back? Where?"

Garen didn't reply, too lazy to pay attention to her.

Mohuang and the others were also psychologically affected by his beating, so they quickly shut up and stopped talking, for fear of irritating him and treating him as trivial matters. Just now, Garen's unscrupulous demeanor scared them to death.

This time, Jia Long did not take action himself, but asked Mo Huang and others to take action.

Soon a purple lion with purple wings on its back appeared in front of a few people. The lion's back was very flat and wide, and the five or six meters of space was enough for Gallon and several people to ride on it.

Mentally exhausted these days, Garen simply lay half-ly on Demon Phoenix's knees and thighs to rest his mind. Next to him, Phantom carefully peeled some of the white fruits he had collected earlier and brought them to Garen's mouth one by one.

Of the other two brothers, one transformed into a mount, and the other held up a purple light film to protect Garon from the wind and double as a sunshade.

Several people were about to take off into the air. Suddenly Garen pointed with one hand at the dark void on the side.

laugh!

A black line shot out, and the ground of the black hole suddenly shattered into a large piece of soil, leaving a gaping hole.

A girl's scream could be heard faintly underground.

Soon, a white light ball of more than ten meters slowly floated up from the deep hole and landed on the ground beside it.

The light curtain spread out, revealing more than thirty white knights who had escaped earlier. Each one of them was covered in dried blood, but each of them was silent and solemn, with a firm look at death in their eyes. There were also several white horses covered in blood being led around him.

The leader of the white knights held a little girl with tears and runny nose in one hand, staring at Garen with wary eyes.

"Who are you?" Garen glanced at the White Knights.

"We are survivors of the White Wind Tribe, powerful totem masters." The leader of the White Knight bowed his head and replied respectfully. It seemed that the other party had no intention of killing him as a snack as soon as they met.

"White Wind Tribe?" Garen had never heard of it. He only cared about existences at the fifth level. Below the fifth level, one would release totems to fight against the enemy. Above the fifth level, one would compare the strength of the secret weapon. The pinnacle is the existence that has cultivated the secret martial arts to the highest level. Whether it is the Evil God King, he, or Feros, they have all stood at the pinnacle of totem and secret martial arts. For the rest, a large number can be easily killed simply by relying on the suppression of strength.

His eyes moved around the White Knight and the others. Suddenly, Garen's eyes settled on the little girl held by the White Knight.

Then he looked at the sky in the distance and laughed twice.

The leader of the white knight also turned his head to look along his line of sight, but saw nothing. But his expression immediately changed and he thought of a possibility.

puff!

He fell violently to his knees.

"Please take away Her Royal Highness Princess Layu!!"

Even when he was asking for help, his voice sounded sonorous and powerful, without hesitation or reluctance, as if it was just a quiet afternoon when a subordinate was reporting something to his boss.

"Uncle!" The little girl's face was dirty and her appearance could not be clearly seen. She hugged one of the knight leader's arms and hesitated for a moment. 1 She also knelt down on the ground.

Plop!

In just a moment, all the other white knights were kneeling on the ground.

Demon Phoenix pouted on one side.

"As soon as we leave, the two forces over there will probably be unable to wait any longer. If you don't accept them, they will definitely be dead."

"To be honest, I have always been very tolerant towards young guys with good qualifications." Anyway, he was about to face off against the Celestial Palace. Garen was also interested. These people from the White Wind Tribe should have been defeated by the black knights of the Celestial Palace. He had a big grudge against them, and the white knight leader and the little girl had pretty good qualifications. Especially the white knight leader.

Garen made the decision mainly because of him.

This guy's qualifications can only be considered excellent, but his perseverance and will are not ordinary. He can insist on protecting his master under such harsh conditions. Such loyalty is the most valuable. Such a talent plus the white knights around him , there are actually more than thirty people. These people are all people who are extremely difficult to rebel once they are loyal and can sacrifice everything for their loyalty.

Now is the time for Kurosawa Palace to employ people, and such talents should be naturally used by him.

Garen was indeed moved. The most important thing in Black Water True Skill itself is willpower, followed by aptitude.

"Take them away!" He pondered for a moment and finally spoke.

The leader of the white knight's heart skipped a beat, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The little girl beside her was also full of joy.

"Get up, I promise to take you away." The phantom took out a purple and black bead from his body, tossed it gently, and the bead fell to the ground and quickly transformed into a large group of purple one-horned wolves.

These giant wolves were crawling on the ground, showing extreme respect and submission to Demon Phoenix and the others.

"Take them with you." Phantom ordered calmly.

The giant wolves straightened up one after another. Each of them was more than four meters tall, and they were all huge monsters.

Most of the knights were relieved. No one wanted to die in vain if they could survive. Now it was obvious that the strong men in front of them agreed to protect them, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Get up and ride on the giant wolf." Phantom ordered.

The leader of the white knights remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.

Only then did Phantom realize that this guy had fainted.

Giant wolves carried white knights on their backs and lined up to form a small square formation. Garen and others sat on the back of the lion, slowly flew up, and flew towards the distance, with the wolves galloping below to keep up.

Soon after the group left. Two golden figures suddenly appeared above the black hole. Astonishingly, they were two human figures shrouded in golden robes and cloaks.

"People were taken away by them." The tall man said in a low voice.

"That man has discovered us. According to the intelligence, he should be one of the four giants of Kuwaitan, Hydra Gallon." A slightly shorter humanoid voice came out from a high-pitched male voice. "Why don't you take action? According to human classification, you should be at the upper level of type five."

"I'm no match for them." The tall man shook his head, "Human beings have powerful secret weapons that can unleash their potential. We don't have it, so we can only rely on the original foundation to move forward. They relied on the secret weapons to fuse a brand new power. This kind of power is not ours." We can deal with it. If we can still deal with Type Five at the general level, then after the qualitative change at the top of Type Five, we are no match."

"Where are the three-tailed dragon and the others?"

"Same." The tall man explained, "Only we, the masters of the lair, have the term "type five superiors". Humans only have the peak of type five. We superiors are between their peak and intermediate levels. We are stronger than the intermediate level, but weaker than the peak level."

"So this time the palace master came here specifically to collect various secret weapons, is that right?"

"You guessed it right. The palace master has already obtained the secret martial arts of two disciples. Maybe with a little more, he can integrate and understand. Maybe he can create a secret martial arts that the master of our lair can also practice." The tall man nodded. .

The Ennit language spoken by the two of them was extremely standard, even compared to the locals. It was obvious that they had worked hard.

"If we succeed, the master of our lair will no longer be the only one who can fight against the top human masters. This world will be dominated by us!" The tall man said in a deep voice. "We must let mankind know that we are not useless except for our numbers!"