"It's okay, there will be a chance to pay it off soon." Garen grinned, as if he could see what was in Angel's heart. "There is a totem master who controls the four-headed totem, and he is not short of money. He has not yet evolved a two-headed totem. No, you can actually control five heads, right?"
He suddenly raised his arm, and a blue line suddenly shot out from behind, and slowly landed on his fingertips, turning into a blue butterfly the size of a washbasin. The butterfly's wings fluttered slowly, glowing with dots of blue fluorescence.
"You!!!" Angel was finally completely moved, she stared at Garen in a daze, speechless for a while. Adding the previous alligator, the three-headed gray-feathered eagle, and this blue fluorescent butterfly, the person in front of him is actually the one who can control the five-headed totem!
"This world is always so unfair." Garen said lightly, "Top geniuses like us have talent and financial resources. But they lack the inheritance of knowledge. They have never been able to make progress. And those with mediocre talents, like The useless aristocrats can easily, have a complete set of evolution theory, and don't need to do things for others and work for others everywhere."
Angel didn't speak, but his face was a little silent. She is like this, because of her poor background, she is excluded in the association, has no resources, no money, and can only rely on herself if she wants to develop everything. This is how she struggled step by step.
Now see the same person who can control the five-headed totem, standing in front of himself. She suddenly had an extremely strong sense of resonance.
"You are the same as me. How can those trash with qualifications not have to work hard to enjoy everything. We are much better than them, so we must work hard to get everything. You know that I have paid for this martial skill. How much effort?" Garen patted his chest and said loudly. He performed so that he himself was moved.
Angel clenched her fists, she was an impulsive person. Listening to Garen's words, the discrimination and humiliation he had suffered in these years kept flashing before his eyes.
"What do you want to do?" She asked, her voice hoarse.
"Come and join me. Your talent is the best I have ever seen. You only need a complete set of evolution theory to truly embark on the path of a Type II totem master. We have a common goal." Gallon Seriously.
"Do you think I will believe you?" Angel asked coldly. "Sooner or later, I will be able to get the knowledge of Type 2 cultivation myself."
"Is it possible? There is no foundation, no comprehensive theoretical support, and there are special needs for substances. Are you really confident that you can figure out the evolutionary path of Type 2 by yourself? Maybe there may be such a mention. But how long will it take you? Two years , Five years? Ten years? You are a murderer, wanted by the Royal Alliance, not an innocent genius."
Garen really planned to subdue some of his subordinates so that he could proceed with the next arrangement. In the ensuing chaos, individual abilities will become weaker and weaker, unless there is high-level power. But now he obviously can't reach it.
If you want to improve yourself the fastest, the fastest way is to find someone with rich fighting experience, understand the fighting methods between totem masters, and at the same time have a few more helpers, which can also speed up the efficiency of hunting.
Moreover, Garen still had a small thought about the war guild. In the war guild, the existence of the war shackles and the war guild can completely form a set of strong superior-subordinate relationships.
What's more, he can't take care of so many opponents alone against the Heitian Society.
Looking at Angel in front of her, this woman is cruel and impulsive, but she has a very powerful comprehension ability of spells and a strong talent of totem master.
"How is it? Have you considered it?" Garen calmly looked back at the camp where the bonfire was burning. "Are you going to continue to be hunted down like this forever? This time it's just a totem master, and it may not be so simple next time. Rather than being hunted down and hopeless, you might as well choose to cooperate with me, and we will work together Hunt the totemist. You can pay for the crime, and I have needs of my own."
Angel half sat on the ground. "My enemy is not a mere Type 1 totem master. Are you sure you want to cause me such a big trouble?" She said coldly.
"It's okay, I'm never afraid of trouble." Garen smiled, "The most fundamental reason is that my troubles are definitely much stronger than yours."
Angel bowed his head in silence. Garen wasn't in a hurry, just quietly waiting for her answer.
"According to Aliya's law, any criminal has the opportunity to join the war guild and get a mission to atone for his sins. As many people as you kill, you must pay for the same criminal's life. So most of the totem masters who hunted you down were I came here for this regulation. Of course, everything has to have a premise, that is, someone recommends you." Garen said with a smile, "This is not a big deal to me, my mission completion rate is very good, and I joined the War Guild It's easy. I'll just introduce you when the time comes. Many criminals come here like this, relying on friends to help introduce them and cleanse their crimes."
Angel closed her eyes. At this time, her core totem was killed, and the three sub-totems were destroyed. The last sub-totem black panther just released was also paralyzed by the poison and could not move. It can be said that she has been out of prison at an absolute disadvantage. It is indeed very sincere for the other party to put this condition under such circumstances.
Indeed, for her who is being hunted down all the way now, cooperating with the person in front of her is a far more promising direction than being hunted down.
"Then how can you guarantee that I won't give up on you after getting out of danger?" She didn't believe that someone would trust an enemy so much for no reason.
Garen walked to a big tree and leaned against the trunk.
"We are people of the same kind. If you go to other organizations, you may get the same life as before. Only the same kind can have equal communication with the same kind. I am going to gather all of our kind, and everyone will form a force. Who is the strongest, who It is the leader. But it is still too early to say these things. This kind of statement is a bit of a ghostly silver lamp, so it is better to say less."
Angel stared fixedly at Garen. After a long time, she finally nodded slowly.
"I promise you. Relying on the war shackles and the war hall of the war guild, we can share benefits, share intelligence, and achieve a certain degree of joint management."
"Very good. You are the first partner I picked." Garen stretched out his hand and pulled her up. "I'll apply to join the War Guild when I get back. Buying War Shackles requires more than 50 million funds. This is still the lowest level. Let's cooperate with hunting together, and we should be able to save enough soon."
Angel nodded. She understood that cooperating with this person in front of her was indeed the best path for her right now.
The shackles of war are a fixed permanent curing spell.
It is like a chain, linking all the core totems of those who participate in the shackles. If you want to separate and leave the shackles, you need to pay the price of losing the core totem. This is an extremely harsh punishment for a totem master. The more advanced the totem master, the more so. Totem infused a lot of their time and efforts.
In addition to the role of a safe and stable alliance, the shackles of war also have benefits.
The shackles of war are like a special form of totem, which can be cultivated, and some accessories can be added to increase its ability.
Angel pondered for a moment and whispered. "The shackles of war have no additional abilities, and it costs 50 million. If they have a little additional ability, wouldn't they cost over 100 million?"
Garen nodded: "After all, the ability on the shackles can affect all members at all times. I haven't seen the rest of the totems, but the Iron Tan City Branch has only one ability shackle, called the Healing Lock, which acts on the members of the shackles." My own. Once the totem master in the healing chain is injured, he will automatically receive the effect of curing minor injuries solidified in the shackle. The power of the spell will automatically heal the injured totem master." He paused.
"Of course, we can only start from scratch. As long as we find enough permanent curing spells, we can strengthen the role of the shackles of war."
"It's easy to say." Angel shook his head and said no more.
"There is also a war hall where evolutionary knowledge can be shared. We can throw in all the knowledge that we have snatched and want to exchange. This special totem can exchange the knowledge that each other needs on an equal basis. Of course, the knowledge learned by ourselves is also acceptable, regardless of whether the members Whether it's exchanging knowledge, resources, or using it to improve the effect of your shackles, it doesn't matter. But it will take a long time to reach this point." Garen explained with a smile. He could see that Angel was not very clear about the overall structure of the War Guild.
Sure enough, the more Angel listened, the more his eyes widened. "I said why the guild members here are so weak, while those in the north are so strong. All the totem masters are fast, and they can easily catch up with me. No matter how long I leave them, I can keep up."
"It may be that their war shackles have a similar tracking effect. Compared with the Iron Tan City branch, there are more conflicts there, and the shackles have more abundant effects. It's normal." Garen nodded, "Okay, what should I do? I went out. Next, I will go back to pick up the mission, and I will notify you when the time comes, write down your name on the mission list, and apply to suspend the pursuit of your mission. We cooperate to complete the mission, and the efficiency is definitely good."
Angel nodded.
Going back to go through the formalities, Garen easily obtained the lowest-level guild membership certification, codenamed Gray Eagle. Named after the gray-feathered eagle totem that stands on his shoulder.
Through Garen, Angel paid a collateral worth one million silver cloths as a proof of suspending the hunt.
This money can only be used for two days, and Angel cannot leave the management scope of Titan City. Otherwise, it will automatically fail. The two must complete at least one hunting mission during this time.
As for the shackles of war, the war hall, these two special totems. Both are worth tens of millions, which is simply not what the two of them can afford now.
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The sky is dim.
Clouds piled up, the sky was gray and gloomy, and it was raining lightly. The rain was blown obliquely and elongated by the slanting wind, like transparent thin lines.
On the vast emerald green hilly grassland, a caravan caravan is slowly heading towards Baixi City along the gray and white carriageway.
The caravans were mostly off-white and yellow tent vehicles, and some goods were covered with white coarse cloth to shade them.
In the middle of the convoy, a double-driver black carriage slowed down, and the window on the side of the gorgeous carriage was opened, revealing the faces of two young, white and tender noble girls.
A young girl looked curiously at the goods on the carriage in the middle of the caravan.
"Is this the Palasuo caravan? Lala." The girl asked her companion in a low voice.
"It should be, I seem to have seen that sign." The girl named Lala didn't seem to be very interested in these. With her chin resting on one hand, she stared blankly at the caravan's hoofs that alternated rapidly, falling into a trance.
"Lala, Lala?" The voice of his companion Visil seemed to come from far away.
"It's so boring." Lala sighed inwardly, responding to her companion's questions word by word. Vizier is always so energetic, she always has a lot to say.
Lala looked blankly at the rain falling slowly above the caravan.
She was about to go to Baixi City to continue her study of law. Although she didn't want to study law, she had no reason to refuse.
This society is like this, born, then study, then work, then marry, and then wait until old age to die. Day after day, year after year.
The industrial revolution has begun, and everything is like a big bang. Every day, new gadgets appear on the market. The whole world is like a newborn seedling, constantly growing and developing in an unknown direction.
Lala sighed in her heart, she is eighteen years old this year, and she should be an adult. But at the same age, the sisters who play and relax around them always look extraordinarily childish. They are like paramecium living on instinct, low-level and ignorant.
"Perhaps ignorance is also a kind of happiness." Lala breathed a sigh of relief. Soon Vizier's voice came into her ears again.
"I heard that the son of Uncle Cornell's family joined the army this year. I don't know what life is like in the army?" Wisier retracted his head, "A while ago, Little Cornell invited you to ride a horse together. Didn't you go? They made it clear that they wanted to confess to you before leaving."
"Auntie won't allow it." Lala looked out of the window calmly. "And I don't want to think about these things so early."
(end of this chapter)