At some point, Carthage's figure appeared behind Garon, his eyes calmly watching the faint green lights.
"Why did the elder brother come in person?" Jia Long stood up, turned around, and looked at Carthage who suddenly appeared behind him.
"I see ambition in your eyes." Carthage said lightly, "Ambition for power. This is why I accept you."
The corners of Garen's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't speak, waiting for his next words.
"I heard you have a magic knife?" Carthage said suddenly.
Garen's heart shook, knowing that the other party had doubts. A general who can sneak into the Chixue faction without falling down can't be a fool, and it's normal to have such doubts. No one in this world who is an energy mechanic will be fooled by a simple fool.
"Is this what you're talking about?" Garen's expression remained the same, and the Sunny Demon Knife suddenly appeared in his hand. It's just that the original blue flame above has now turned into a light yellow flame, which is more than a little weaker than the original state of the blue flame. The burning position has also been changed from the handle to the tip.
There was a flash of blackness in Carthage's eyes, and at this moment, Garen's whole body seemed to be soaked in an ice spring, as if he was stared at by some violent and cold contradictory giant eyes, and his body suddenly became stiff.
This appears to be a scan.
This feeling is fleeting.
The abnormality in Carthage's eyes disappeared immediately. The suspicion in the depths of his eyes disappeared at once.
"I know all about your past. The Black Disk Domain on the home planet, the Seventh Wind God, right? Do you need me to help you finish it?"
"No, as long as he has the support of the elder brother, Garen is already satisfied." Garen bowed his head humbly in respect. He didn't doubt that the other party would find out about his past, which was not difficult for him at his height.
"Follow me." Carthage left a last word before turning and leaving.
"Okay." Garen nodded. Know that the test of Carthage is coming.
His eyes fell on his attribute bar.
In the past two years of retreat, he spent a lot of potential points, and he directly raised his gene column to the point where he could no longer improve.
And the large number of potential points that had just been acquired also decreased rapidly, falling back to only more than 500.
The genetic item also changed directly from the blood eagle to a swirling black mist, as if it was hatching something, it has been slow and silent, and all the abilities of the genes disappeared in an instant. This black mist is also like a bottomless pit. No matter how many potential points you invest in, there is no movement at all.
After Garen wasted a lot of potential points and still didn't move, he didn't dare to move again, just waiting for new changes to appear on its own.
In the past two years, his manor has been infected by a trace of dead silence, and even the intelligent system cannot be approached for a long time, because of another reason. The red gem he got from the abyss altar actually fused with the golden crystal he got from Ron.
To be exact, the golden crystal was swallowed by the red gemstone.
Swallowing the red gemstone of the golden crystal seemed to become an extremely tempting delicacy. Garen wanted to swallow it directly more than once, but he resisted the urge.
What's weird is that this red gemstone gradually began to exude a strange dead breath from then on. Constantly corroding everything around it, living or dead, it doesn't matter.
Taking the red gemstone out of the space ring, Garen quietly put it into his cuff and held it tightly with his hand.
The special dead breath of this gem can perfectly cover up one's own breath, even if you don't fall down, you can't find it.
With a flash of his figure, Garen shot into the darkness following Carthage at top speed.
The figures of the two, one in front of the other, kept flashing in the dark night, and all the monitoring settings turned a blind eye to them as if they hadn't found anything.
Carthage kept leaping and shooting from the tall buildings on the roof, without using the ability to float, and this kind of movement was more concealed. Garen kept jumping urgently, and managed to follow behind him with all his strength.
Looking at the black figure in front of him, Garen felt more and more the terror of the Rain King General Carthage. Even Lord Guardian couldn't find out that this disguised guy sneaked into the genre.
The two kept leaping and quickly left the range of the headquarters and entered a remote cold area.
On the dark white land of ice and snow, a white and transparent space vortex stands impressively. It is a jumping point, and it does not know where it leads.
Carthage landed in front of the whirlpool and walked in slowly.
Garen followed suit and walked in.
There was a change in front of his eyes, and the lights were shining brightly, as if countless rainbows were passing by. In just a few seconds, Garen was already standing in a somewhat quaint and dilapidated white courtyard.
The fallen leaves above his head fluttered and rattled, and the red leaves, like maple leaves, kept falling, floating around him like raindrops.
The entire courtyard is very small, only less than twenty meters long and wide, and a big tree in the middle, which is thick and thick, is the source of these red leaves.
Carthage and Gallon appeared at the foot of the big tree as if teleporting, and they both looked at the room inside the courtyard at the same time.
"Kill them." Carthage closed his eyes and stood there.
In an instant, a black figure rushed out of the room.
"Carthage, I killed you!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." that man slammed a big ax more than one meter long in his hand. The ferocity condensed at one point on the blade of the axe.
The loud rumbling sound was like thunder, and with the person's throwing out, it seemed that the whole courtyard was shaken violently, the ground was trembling, and the air was drawn with black traces of air currents.
That person rushed towards him fiercely like a mad bull. The huge ax spun at high speed, slashing at Carthage's head fiercely.
clang! !
At the position where the ax was a few centimeters away from Carthage, a blue scimitar stood firmly in front of it. The blade and the ax collided head-on, and there was no sign of damage.
Green light flashed in Garen's eyes, and the shadow of a wolf flickered in front of him. It was as if a giant black illusory wolf suddenly pounced forward.
Boom!
The man was directly hit by the phantom wolf shadow and flew out. The sternum was completely shattered, blood was sprayed from the mouth, and he fell heavily on the wall of the house behind.
Immediately out of breath.
"That person is the grandson of the Second Elder who has been missing for many years."
Carthage's words immediately chilled Garen's heart.
He watched Carthage turn around, the guy looked at him with a smile on his face, and said slowly.
"I've wanted to kill him for a long time, and it just so happens that you will do it together today."
This was the first time Garen saw Carthage smiling, but he didn't feel any warmth at all.
This guy
He slightly clenched the handle of the knife and retracted the scimitar. No wonder he obviously didn't put much effort just now, but the other party just flew upside down and died. Apparently it was planned long ago.
Carthage, this is helping him make up his mind. Cut off the only way out.
He didn't doubt that the other party lied to him. With their current identities, these things could be easily found by one search. He worries about other things.
"It seems that I underestimated the viciousness of this guy."
"I heard that you used to be a pilot, and then changed to an energy mechanic? Right?" Carthage asked lightly, restraining the smile on his face.
"Yes." Garen twitched and replied in a low voice. This guy really found out all about his background.
"It's great that you still have a brother, a lover, and relatives alive." Carthage sighed, "It's a pity that my relatives have died a long time ago."
Garen's eyes were slightly cold and he didn't speak. This guy was threatening him, a definite threat.
"Are you interested in regaining the strength of the pilot?" At this moment, Carthage's words finally revealed a trace of his true purpose.
"If I hadn't been forced, I would already be a heritage-level pilot!" Garen replied in a low voice. "That is my pursuit and dream!"
Carthage smiled mysteriously.
"During this time, help me kill."
Is that not enough? Killing the second elder's grandson is not enough to gain the other party's trust
Garen knew that he was walking a tightrope, and that if he was not careful, he would be smashed to pieces. Carthage had too many hidden things. This old monster, who had lived for at least a thousand years, didn't know how many tricks he had hidden.
But in order to improve himself in the shortest time, Garen knew he had no choice.
"good."
He answered in a low but firm voice.
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In the following time, more than one month in a row.
Every day, Gallon would act together with Carthage, and each time he would go to different places through the jump gate, killing, killing, and killing again!
Garen felt that his blade was stained with all kinds of blood. Many, many people rushed forward frantically as if they had killed their father and enemy when they saw Carthage. There were also many people who turned around and fled as if they had seen a ghost when they saw Carthage.
But it was useless, Garen would kill them one by one.
Later, gradually he knew who he had killed.
Those are small sects of energy mechanic, yes, each sect.
Under the suppression of Carthage's non-relegation, the small sects were constantly harvested by Garen. Sometimes they encountered some stronger sects, but it didn't matter. It was easy to be killed by Garen alone.
There is no good or evil, no blood.
Garen knew that at this time, he had to gain the trust of Carthage, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.
One after another, the distant schools were slaughtered, and no one survived.
Finally, one night, Carthage appeared in front of Garen again.
"Be prepared, this time is a big move."
"Big action?" Garen opened his closed eyes slightly, and he found that in his gene column, the black mist was gradually stained with blood as the number of his killings increased, and it seemed to dissipate.
Raising his head at this moment, he stared at Carthage.
"What kind of opponent?"
"Blue Frost faction." Carthage's smiling face was as ferocious and terrifying as a devil under the faint green light of the fire.
This moment.
Garen's heartbeat seemed to slow down a beat. .
(end of this chapter)