Mysterious journey

Garen beside him was a little impatient. "Cohen, what is the secret of the lucky stone clock? And, where is Leiber? Tell me."

Cohen shook his head.

"I don't know. Leiber should have been following me, but now I'm not sure if he has escaped. Everything here has exceeded his imagination. The secret of the lucky stone clock? In fact, there is no so-called treasure at all." He smiled bitterly. With. "That was all made up to deceive you. My so-called treasure was because I was afraid that the Lucky Stone Clock would not be able to attract your attention, so I simply made up a lie to let everyone follow and muddy the waters."

On the other side, Rosdam was pressed against the chest by the old man with a cane. The two of them were whispering something quickly. I couldn't understand the language they spoke. It seemed to be a very ancient language.

When the two of them were dealing with the inquiries from Gallon and the old man respectively, Gallon took out the lucky stone clock that looked like a small white porcelain bottle from his arms while listening to Cohen's explanation.

The small bottle is just like an ordinary oriental white jade porcelain bottle. It has a thin neck and is only about the size of a palm. When shaken gently, a faint tinkling sound can be heard from inside.

"Is this the lucky stone clock?" Garen frowned.

He could feel that the surface of this small bottle was covered with a thin layer of cool breath, which was the breath of the potential point.

He tried to absorb it, but this layer of breath actually adhered to the surface of the bottle and did not break away at all.

"Of course, it is said that there is a mysterious story hidden in it. But in my opinion, this is just an ordinary antique." Cohen said helplessly, "Listen to me, your Nighthawk thing is none of our business, it's all Leiber's. That guy is crazy and entangled everyone to besiege Nighthawk."

"Of course I know, otherwise you would have died long ago." Garen interrupted him. "Next, I need you to lure me out to Leiber. That guy killed a lot of my patrols along the way." A fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Cohen couldn't help but shudder. "what do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple, just use it as bait." Garen grinned, and his right hand suddenly popped out, hitting seven or eight locations on his body.

Bang bang bang bang! !

A series of crisp sounds suddenly erupted, and Cohen screamed like a pig.

At least a dozen bones on his body were broken and fractured by Garen in an instant. His whole body fell limply to the ground, and fine cold sweat oozed from everywhere on his forehead and neck.

"No, don't do this. I have a better way to lure him out," he wailed loudly.

"But I think this is the best way, isn't it?" Garen smiled gently. But this smile looked extremely terrifying in Cohen's eyes.

He suddenly raised his leg and kicked him hard.

Bang! !

Cohen's whole waist was kicked up by him, and he rolled and flew out, hitting the wall of the side tunnel, where there happened to be a sharp protrusion that hit his thigh.

oh! !

He actually still had the strength to shout.

"Oh my God! Oh my God."

Garen walked over and picked him up.

"This is simulating a serious injury. When I throw you to an open place, a more conspicuous place, facing this kind of enemy that can be eliminated with just one shot from a distance, I don't think even Leiber will tolerate it. You have to hold back and don’t take action.”

He lifted Cohen's painful head.

"As long as we take action, he will be dead."

Nighthawk was the first pilot he established and the basis for his start. He needed to establish a certain degree of deterrence to let outside forces understand that his power was irresistible.

Hiss

Suddenly there was a sound from the intercom.

Garen took it off and looked at it, and a female voice came from inside.

"Captain, the bald boss has found five lucky stone bells and has obtained them. However, he has lost some men. Will he come over to you immediately?"

"Oh?" Garen's eyes lit up. "Five more lucky stone clocks?"

"Yes, apart from the destroyed one, there should be six more lucky stone clocks." Cohen reluctantly replied quickly.

"Let him bring me here and locate my position by himself."

"Yes." The sound of a car engine starting suddenly came from the intercom.

Galen dragged Cohen all the way back to the original dead-end passage. They made a fuss and left the original dead-end passage.

At this time, in front of the dead wall of the passage, in front of the big hole dug by Gallon with his bare hands, AG was having a calm conversation with Rosdam. What was strange was that Rosdam had a sad look on his face, but AG's tears were slowly flowing down, and his body was Trembling slightly, as if remembering something extremely sad.

"I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it." AG's expression was painful and contradictory. He looked at Rosdam with a strange look in his eyes, which contained both love and sadness, as well as pain and tangle.

"Still loving? What kind of development is this?" Gallon frowned and muttered a few words, then carried Cohen to the side and waited quietly.

"I know a little bit," Cohen said slowly and quietly from the side.

Garen glanced at him and put his hand on his neck, immediately blocking all of Cohen's pain.

"Tell me?"

This guy couldn't feel the pain for an instant, and his expression suddenly changed. He tried to move his hands and feet as if he couldn't believe it, but his body didn't seem to belong to him and he couldn't move at all. Seeing this, he had no choice but to give up.

"Rosdam is actually a descendant of AG."

"?" Garen didn't react to this rhythm at all. Just now, those people were chasing me to escape the massacre, and now they have become a family?

"Rosdam and his other brothers and sisters thought that the pages of the Supreme Book had contaminated AG, so they stole the pages and sealed the knowledge in them, only to use them as a simple tool. But AG did not understand that he would The pages of the book are his greatest source of strength. He once narrowly escaped death to get them, and they are his greatest wealth." Cohen said it with great force.

"I don't care who your relatives are, I saw murderous intent in AG's eyes." Garen suddenly interjected.

"No way?" Cohen opened his eyes wide.

Garen was silent for a moment and felt the total potential points of the lucky stone clock in his arms. One bottle had about five points, which was more than expected. After calculation, there were five more bottles. If the other bottles were equal to this one, If it was the same, then the total would be twenty-five points, which was much more than he expected.

He thought for a moment and shouted directly to the AG over there.

"AG, how can I contact you in the future?"

AG turned around, glanced at the Cohen in Gallon's hand, and showed a strange expression.

"Of course it's a phone number? My phone number is 8224-657930****." He didn't say the last four words aloud, but the sound was directly transmitted to Garen's ears.

Garen remembered it instantly and nodded to AG.

Although it seems strange that an old wizard from a primitive tribe can actually use a satellite phone, for such a person, everything is possible.

Garen felt that the witch doctors and wizards he met this time were inexplicable. Their relationship was a mess, like a messy ball of yarn.

Mentioning Cohen, Garen stopped thinking about the document page. The most important thing for him now was to understand the principles of the power system from AG. It was not suitable to fall out with him over something that might not necessarily have an effect on him.

In addition, with the lucky stone clock and Cohen as bait, Garen planned to directly deal with Leiber hiding in the dark.

This guy didn't meet him at all along the way, he was just a patrol member of the hunting team from afar.

Even if the elites go out alone, they can't find him at all. His hiding ability is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Holding the walkie-talkie while locating his position, Gallon quickly led Cohen to an underground tunnel that turned left.

The surroundings were dark. He placed the walkie-talkie on the ground, raised his fist and punched it upward.

Bang! !

Large chunks of broken soil and rocks were sprayed out, and a bright light suddenly appeared above.

A large hole more than one meter wide suddenly appeared in front of the two people.

Several large stones rolled down and were smashed open by Garen. The stones immediately embedded themselves into the surrounding cave walls like cannonballs.

Seeing Cohen swallowing saliva wildly, he was afraid that Galen would not pay attention and the flying stone would hit his head. That is a terrifying power that kills instantly!

Without saying much, Garen jumped up with Cohen in mind, and flew out of the passage lightly, landing on the ground on the right side of the entrance to the cave outside.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of grassland, the withered green grass rustled in the wind, and several brown gorals were so frightened that they raised their buttocks and ran wildly into the distance.

The sky was blue, and the sun was hot and red.

On the distant horizon, the huge sun looks like a huge orange balloon.

On the green and yellow grassland, Gallon carried Cohen and walked quickly in one direction from a distance.

Soon, the sound of car engines was faintly heard from the front, and a large convoy of camouflage vehicles came towards them.

Gallon threw Cohen on the ground and went straight to meet him.

"Captain!" The bald man, whose entire upper body looked like a mummy wrapped in bandages, jumped out of the front car, holding a black package in his hand.

"I have lived up to your expectations!" The bald man let out a deep breath and stood in front of Garen, his body straight. The white bandage on his body had blood seeping from it in places, but he still didn't care.

Garen took the package in his hand and looked inside. Sure enough, there were five identical white porcelain bottles.

Patting the bald man on the shoulder, he nodded, a smile finally appearing on his face.

"good."

"Captain, Jay found traces of Leiber, and he led the team to catch up. I'm afraid they are fighting now." The black-haired ponytail woman on the side walked over and whispered.

"Let's go together." When Garen thought of Lei Bai, his eyes suddenly darkened, "It seems that we have finally caught this little mouse."

He looked back at Cohen.

"Bring that person with you. He is the object of Leiber's greatest hatred. Maybe it can save me a little effort."

"yes."

The two soldiers stepped forward and immediately picked up the weak Cohen.

"Be careful, I broke some of this man's bones. If you're not careful, you may be seriously injured and die from internal bleeding." Garen ordered with a smile.

After weighing the five vials, his mood suddenly improved a lot.

The next step is to absorb these six lucky stone bells. Unexpectedly, they are quite powerful. Although he didn't know how the bald man got these five bottles, it could be seen from his injuries that he paid a lot of effort and effort.

After quickly solving things here, he decided to truly enter the world of power. .