Mysterious journey

An attack method that does not belong to his known category and does not belong to his area of ​​expertise is indeed a very troublesome thing for Garen.

Although he is fearless, and the killing hands in his hands can also have a certain threatening effect, they are not specifically aimed at this after all.

"The ability to be pulled into a dream in just the blink of an eye is really troublesome." Garen sat up straight.

Nothing happened along the way. Although Garen was always on alert, nothing unusual happened until he got home.

A few hours later, the bus slowly arrived at the town of Glendo. It was surrounded by lush green forests, and some places were already turning yellow. It was autumn now, and the air was filled with the faint aroma of fruits.

When he got off the bus, his brother Jason was already waiting for him at the station. He was standing among a group of people. He was tall and muscular, like a football player among a group of dwarfs.

"Hey!!" As soon as he saw Garen, he shouted loudly and waved vigorously, causing the people around him to pay attention and salute him.

"Mom is waiting for us over there, in the car." Jason rushed over in a few steps and took Gallon's luggage.

"Your muscles have actually developed so much." Garen hammered his chest, which felt much thicker.

"Twelve sets of comprehensive training every day!" Jason laughed.

The two of them walked along the driveway leading in and out of the station and walked out on the right side. They quickly distinguished their mother Therese's white car from several cars parked on the roadside.

Therese, who was sitting in the driver's seat wearing a white women's shirt, was waving to them.

The two got into the car, Garen sitting in the front, and Jason being squeezed into the back seat.

"Go home!" Tris said with a smile. As soon as she stepped on the accelerator, the car immediately started and rushed out, turning a corner and heading towards home.

The town has remained the same with almost no changes. Most of the wooden houses have been given a new coat of paint, and they look bright and white.

The car drove slowly, and some uncles and sisters in front of the houses on the roadside greeted Teresi from time to time, and Teresi responded happily.

After passing the accommodation area, there are streets. There are many jewelry shops and handicraft shops on the streets in the town. There are also many more people passing by, many of them are unfamiliar faces, and there are not a few with cameras hanging on their chests. They are obviously tourists. .

"Hey."

Several young and beautiful girls riding bicycles passed by Teresi's car and slowed down.

One of them was Raphael.

"Back?" She tied up her long blond hair, wore a white T-shirt and black trousers, and seemed to have a smile in her eyes.

"Yes." Garen stretched out his hand, and from the car window, the two of them gently patted each other's palms.

"Auntie, let's go first." Raphael said with a smile towards Tris.

"Have fun." Therese was not very satisfied with Raphael. This girl actually gave up the opportunity to go to college. This was undoubtedly not very understandable to their family.

He preferred Aisharo to Raphael. This girl was well-educated and more in line with the rhythm and concepts of their family.

A group of girls rode in a convoy and passed the slow cars, and soon disappeared on the road ahead with laughter like silver bells.

Garen looked at their backs and said nothing. He knew that Raphael came here to protect him and that it was not a coincidence.

"Let's go straight home." Tris glanced at Garen, accelerated the car, and drove towards her home.

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After returning home, I got together with my family for a while, chatted about some things at school, and had a so-called big meal, even though the taste was painful.

My sister Vivien is always sending text messages on her mobile phone. Her dress is no longer pure as before. Now she has a cool and hot temperament. She is not as enthusiastic and open-minded about her brother Gallon as before. Instead, she has a A trace of inexplicable shyness, I don’t know why.

"Jie Ling went to school in the north. Didn't she call you when she left?"

"No. I haven't contacted her for a long time." Garen responded to his mother's inquiry.

"I heard she found a boyfriend, a very strong guy." The focus of Jason's attention was on the other person's muscles. He never forgot to show off his strong muscles, "although not as thick as mine." He puffed up his arms.

"You are also tired from the journey. You should wash up and rest early." Therese saw Garen's absent-mindedness.

"Okay." Garen nodded.

After chatting casually with his father Emma for a few more words, he put down the tableware and went directly back to his bedroom. It was still the same as before, and the furnishings in the bedroom were exactly the same as when he left.

The quilt was replaced with a new one, a pure white silk quilt.

Garon fell down on the bed.

He didn't know why, but he felt sleepy and tired. This is very unusual.

With his physique and energy, he would not necessarily feel sleepy even if he sat in the car for days and nights, not to mention several hours.

But at this time, he really felt very tired, and he couldn't even open his eyelids, as if he had just fallen on the bed and slept hard.

I checked my physical condition and found nothing abnormal.

He lay on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, and his breathing slowly became even for a while.

The bedroom door was suddenly opened. Someone walked in.

"What's wrong? Are you so tired? Brother, you look very unhappy."

It's Vivien, this little guy has blond shawl hair, wearing a hot black T-shirt and white shorts, revealing a pair of long, fair and round legs. The age of sixteen is the most pure and beautiful time.

She jumped to the left side of where Garon was lying and lay down on the bed.

"Brother, is there something wrong between you and Raphael?"

"Kid, don't worry so much." Garen didn't even bother to open his eyes, he closed his eyes and looked up as he replied. "You have a boyfriend?"

"No! That kind of thing is so boring, it doesn't matter what happens." Vivien curled her hair with her fingers and said, "But my eldest brother found someone from another town."

"From another town?"

"Yes. A woman who looks very honest." Vivien described her unceremoniously.

"Be polite."

"Yes, yes. Forget it, you go to sleep, I'm going back to the room." The sound of Vivien getting up, then the door of the room was closed, and the footsteps gradually moved away.

Garen lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

"That's right, brother!" Suddenly Vivian's voice sounded again, the door was opened and then closed again, and footsteps approached quickly.

"What's wrong?" Garen felt a little headache. He just wanted some time to carefully consider his condition.

"Do you think I look good today?"

"Good-looking." Gallon said casually, "Little Vivien will always be the most beautiful and cutest."

"You say it looks good without even opening your eyes."

Garen was helpless. He was about to open his eyes when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He couldn't open his eyes at all. His eyelids seemed to have no strength and his body was stiff and unable to move. He could only lie stiffly on the bed.

His thinking suddenly seemed to become sluggish, as if he knew how to get rid of this state, but just couldn't remember how to do it.

"here we go again"

He was shocked.

This kind of attack on consciousness was impossible to guard against, and there was no pattern to follow. It only took him a moment to fall victim to it.

"Brother, you look very bad." Vivien's voice came over, "Are you sick?"

"Maybe, I don't know." Garen replied.

"Forget it, I'm going to take a shower." Vivien seemed angry, and then there was the sound of footsteps leaving.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Garen was lying on the bed alone, his whole body felt like cramps, unable to move or open his eyes.

In the silence, he suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps approaching his bed gently.

The man seemed to be walking towards him, getting closer, getting closer, getting closer.

The footsteps stopped when they reached his bedside, and the other person seemed to be looking at him.

call.

There was a slight exhalation sound.

Garen felt as if the man stretched out his hands and gently grabbed his face.

boom! ! !

Suddenly, a ball of flame-like power exploded in Garen's arms. This power burned like an invisible fire, and instantly spread to all parts of Garen's body.

In an instant, Garen felt that hot flames were erupting from the surface of his body, and the flames directly burned the man's hands.

grumble! !

He seemed to hear a sharp scream, like the sound of a rat. Then he opened his eyes.

With a breath, everything before disappeared instantly, as if it was just an illusion.

Garen felt wet all over, as if he was sweating profusely. He sniffed and vaguely smelled a faint fragrance wafting from the left. Turning his head to the side, little Vivian was lying on the bed on the left. She fell asleep lying on her stomach, and she didn't know whether gods or demons came in at the same time.

Lifting his upper body slightly, Garen felt the sweat in his hair and forehead flow down his temples and the bridge of his nose, making it itch.

He didn't like this feeling. Compared with fighting face to face, this feeling of being attacked by sneak attacks everywhere was really worse.

He felt the vitality stored in his arms, and one-third of it had been consumed.

It was that explosion just now that might have seriously injured the other party.

But Galleon feels like it won't be that simple.

After leaving the bedroom, the lights in the study were still on, and I didn't know who was still there.

He walked to the bathroom and quickly took off a towel to wipe the sweat off his body.

Suddenly, he saw a line of small black text in the depression of his right shoulder collarbone.

All of a sudden, his movements of wiping himself froze. He recognized that line of writing.

"Guyin has multiple characters?" Garen carefully touched the line of letters on his right shoulder.

It was as if someone had tattooed it on with something, and it couldn't be wiped off.

"What defeats us is the unknown void." He translated the meaning of this line in a low voice. "What does it mean?"

The ancient Yinduo civilization is closely related to the inheritance of warlocks. They are powerful and mysterious. They pursue the path of death in the underworld. They are extremely powerful for a while, but they disappear completely without a trace as if overnight.

If he remembered correctly, this line of text was not on his body when he took a shower last night. In other words, this line of text only appeared today.

Garen looked in the mirror and carefully observed the handwriting and raw materials of this line of writing. There was a hint of black and red in the black writing above, like dried and solidified black blood.