Mysterious journey

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, when he reached the corner, he heard the sound of the door opening again below.

"Please come in, the master is waiting for you on the second floor." The maid's voice came for the second time.

Hossiman stood at the corner and looked down, just in time to see Dam in a red trench coat walking through the door with a smile on his face and dark red lips, like coagulated blood.

Dam was also much stronger than before. When he raised his head, their eyes met instantly, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The men brought by the two men were all nervous. They had already held their waists and were ready to draw their guns at any time.

"You came quite early." Dam smiled and waved to him.

Horseman nodded slightly.

The two of them greeted each other as if they were visiting a friend's house, and then walked up to the second floor one after another.

Damm, like Hoseman, kept his men outside.

The two stepped on the dark brown floor and walked to the study door at the end of the second floor. Hossiman knocked on the door gently.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Come in." A gentle and calm voice came from inside.

The door was unlocked, so Hossiman opened the door gently. The room inside was covered with thick gray velvet carpet, which was soft to the touch. There are vertical bright yellow lamp holders on both sides, emitting bright yellow light.

The whole room is gray, with gray wall coverings on the walls and gray accents on the tables and chairs.

There is a long table and two leather chairs in the middle of the room.

Garen was sitting behind the long table, leaning sideways as if looking at something. He looked over with a smile when he heard a noise.

Entering the room, Hossiman sat on a leather chair on the left. The armrests and back of the chair had curved arcs, which were round but not sharp. The edges were also inlaid with light golden lace. It was not clear without looking carefully. Understated yet gorgeous.

Dam also walked in and sat on another leather chair.

Both of them noticed the rows of framed photos and oil paintings hanging on the left wall of the room.

"Those are some good cultural relics and oil paintings that I have collected, as well as some old photos. They are all old objects." Garon explained with a smile. He was wearing a white loose robe, like a pajamas and bathrobe, looking leisurely. And easy.

"You called us all here, what's the matter?" Hossiman retracted his gaze and asked in a low voice.

The maid brought three cups of fragrant coffee, then quickly exited the room and closed the door.

"It's really a small matter." Garen crossed his arms and said with a smile.

He held up two fingers, two things in total.

"First thing, I need you to do me a small favor." He opened the desk drawer and pulled out a slightly black metal mask.

The mask is a bit weird, with an expressionless face and a slightly black texture. The forehead is densely covered with small eyes, as if it is covered with countless small black insects. It looks like a trypophobia.

Garon placed the mask on the table in the middle.

"Find the original version of this mask as much as possible. Of course, if you find a replica, try to bring it to me as well."

Horseman picked up the mask, scanned it and put it back on the table.

"No problem, if I find anything through my channels, I will get it for you."

Dam picked up the mask with orchid fingers and glanced at it.

"That's okay with me. Of course, if it's really rare and can't be found, there's nothing I can do about it. I hope you can understand."

In any case, when the two of them reached their current height, they actually already somewhat understood Garen's method of controlling them. One of the most secret drawbacks of the Biphasic Water Bird Fist requires Garen's vigor and soul seed aura to constantly offset it, so what they disguised as Subject to galleons. Although both of them are very dissatisfied with this and are constantly looking for ways to solve this hidden danger, at least there is no way now.

"That's good." Garen nodded. This mask is the one that provides him with the most potential value among all cultural relics. Just such a mask actually provides her with nearly one-third of her potential value. This is the key to which he attaches great importance.

After a period of reviewing records and identification, he discovered a fact that shocked him even more.

That is, the mask itself is actually just an imitation, just an older imitation. The records of the man in black also contain the original record of this mask. This mask is named the Black Copper Mask. There should be twelve imitations in total. Legend has it that each imitation mask hides a clue about the location of the original. As long as you get all the black copper masks, you can find the real one. The legendary authentic black copper mask.

This is a secret that the man in black discovered through his own exploration, and only Leiber and a few senior officials know about it.

But now Garen unexpectedly discovered that it contained huge potential points, which made him immediately interested in this mask.

"The second thing." He looked at the two people sitting in front of him. "Quentin and Seidon came to my place, not to adjust the annual secret martial arts competition within the society, but to discuss issues about you two."

The room fell silent, and neither of them spoke.

"I don't want to interfere with your affairs. You have your circle, your life, and your decision. Outsiders have no right to interfere. It's just that Quentin and the others have requests from other club members, which also makes me very embarrassed." Gallon continued. .

"I understand." Dam laughed, "As long as Hosiman agrees to reconcile, I naturally have no objection."

"I will consider it." Hossiman closed his eyes and replied calmly.

"We are a whole, a family. Boxing connects us. The paths we take may be different, but don't forget the friendship we had." Garron said in a low voice.

Although both of them sneered in their hearts, they still looked attentive on the surface.

"That's right." Garen nodded with satisfaction.

"I heard that Teacher, you recently need a completely quiet environment to practice boxing. Hosiman and I bought an ancient style palace building in Dongyanap Mountain, and we decided to give it to Teacher. To express our gratitude for your teachings Love." Dam said with a sincere expression.

I don’t know what their motives are, but both of them seem to be trying to spread the myth in public opinion.

They did not defend themselves against the rumors about the mysterious and powerful fighting club circulating in the society, and even tried to add fuel to the flames. But no matter what, as their realm further improved, the strength of Garen that they thought they could see clearly became blurry again. They could feel the aura on Garen's body that had the same origin as theirs. That aura was powerful and magnificent. , as vast and boundless as the sea.

Moreover, Garen's temperament is weird and changeable, sometimes cruel and cold, sometimes gentle and peaceful.

So even though they had long been hostile in their hearts, they still respected him on the surface.

"Palace?" Garen felt a little weird. He is actually still a student now. Although he often skips classes and skips classes, he is still only in his twenties after all. However, seeing the look in the eyes of the two disciples, combined with the recent intelligence and news, he somewhat understood their plans.

They plan to establish a mainstream boxing style, continuously expand their power with powerful and magical boxing styles, and truly become the mainstream style in the fighting world, so that they can become a big, righteous, and dominant position.

It may even mean integrating the entire fighting world.

After all, the Water Bird Fist and their own martial arts have surpassed human limits, and such strength is undoubtedly admired and pursued by countless people.

They have the ambition to establish a sect.

Garen suddenly understood the two men's intentions. Both Horseman and Dam are constantly trying to create their own style of water bird boxing.

"That's fine. Since it's a gift from you, I'll accept it. It can be used as the high-level meeting place of our fighting club in the future." He nodded and accepted the gift.

It just so happened that he needed an extremely quiet environment to train his dream skills. He had recently learned that attacks by void creatures were likely to affect surrounding creatures. In order to prevent attacks by void creatures from harming innocent people, it would be a good idea for him to choose a more remote place.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Hossiman stood up and bowed slightly.

"Me too, I still have things to deal with." Dam stood up and said lazily.

In fact, when the two of them faced Garen, they looked at his flawless and inhuman face. For some reason, they both felt an inexplicable sense of depression in their hearts. This sense of depression made them more and more uncomfortable. So the two of them never stayed here for long.

"Go and remember your promise." Garen whispered.

They both nodded and exited the room. .

Listening to the footsteps gradually disappearing and looking at the mask on the table, Garen's heart suddenly moved. He stretched out his hand to pick it up and put it gently on his face.

I don't know why, but it was weird. The moment he put on the mask, he seemed to feel some strange change in his breath.

Void creatures keep appearing in dreams, which are bizarre and complex, and are completely different from the real world.

For a moment, Garen wondered if there was something wrong with his senses. It was extremely difficult to encounter supernatural phenomena in the real world.

He took off the mask again and looked at it carefully, but didn't find anything strange.

"This mask." He vaguely felt that there seemed to be some mysterious secret hidden in this mask.

‘It seems to be some kind of special force field. ’ Hesas spoke up. "This mask contains a strange force field that seems to be able to change the brain waves that affect living things."

"Changing brain waves?" Garen suddenly became interested. Hesas seemed to be learning and growing rapidly, absorbing all kinds of knowledge from the surrounding world. This world was very different from the world he was in before. The main body was technological civilization. He had so much to learn.

Carefully stroking the texture of the mask, Garen took out the brass coin that fell from Nadia's body.

‘The rules of this world are very strong, and the binding force between particles is very strong. To truly display extraordinary power, it requires extremely huge power. Even Nadia's terrifying strength in the dream will be quickly compressed when she lands in this world. Then she left this coin to influence reality from the dream, and the amount of power she expended was absolutely astonishing. ’ Hesas whispered, ‘Similarly, if this mask can automatically and independently produce this extraordinary power phenomenon in such a world, then the secret hidden in it may not be small. ’

Rubbing the coins and the mask, Garen gradually fell into thought.