Garen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him for a while.
"Fine, fine. Griffith, I've got the name." It's impossible for him to act now. The city is under a high degree of martial law and the military is tense. Any action that dares to provoke the army may trigger extremely strong suppression.
No matter what the reason, once you attack the army officials, it is treason. No matter whether there is a good reason or not, you will be chased and killed by the totem masters in the city. It was a powerful totem master army composed entirely of Type 2 White Dragon Eagles. It only needed to dispatch one person at will to deal with multiple totem masters of the same level.
Garen now asked himself, at best, he could deal with ordinary Type 2 totem masters, and he hadn't practiced it yet, so he needed to be extremely careful. Although he has confidence in himself, this is based on the evolved Fukasawa giant crocodile. That thing is his hidden trump card and cannot be easily displayed.
Even if it is shown, it is still a very serious question whether it can deal with the Type 2 opposing totem master.
Compared with the original totem, the silverized totem is actually a bit worse than the original totem. So the Fukasawa Giant Crocodile is likely to be weaker than the original Type II totem.
Thoughts were churning in Garen's mind, without further ado, he threw out a stack of silver cloth, turned around and strode out of the warehouse.
Behind Griffith and the others suddenly burst into smug laughter.
Garen suppressed his unhappiness. If the other party hadn't had a Type 2 totem master present, he might really have done it. Anyway, as long as it is cleaned up, no one will notice it, at most they think it was done by monsters outside the city.
"I hope you can still laugh like this in a few days." Garen's voice reached his ears.
Griffith was about to reply with a smile, when he suddenly felt something was wrong, as if he was the only one around who heard this sentence, and the Type II totem master beside him didn't feel anything at all.
The laughter stopped abruptly. For some reason, Griffith felt a chill in his heart. He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction Garen left. In just a few seconds, there was no one in sight.
"What's wrong?" Mecca, the Type II totem master next to him, asked in confusion.
"Didn't you hear the sound?" A trace of anxiety flashed across Griffith's face.
"Sound? What sound?" Mecca frowned. Several soldiers gathered around looked at each other and looked at each other with doubts on their faces.
Griffith suddenly panicked. For the first time, he regretted the guy he had offended this time.
"I always feel that something is wrong." He wondered if he had hallucinations just now.
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Garen left the warehouse area, heaving a sigh of relief, and walked directly in the direction of the Employed Silver Lampmasters Guild. Regardless of whether it was in the previous life or the previous life, as a martial artist and fighter, he has always been a master of murder. When he met such a reckless guy, he couldn't deal with him right away, which made his heart even more uneasy.
"No hurry, no hurry, there will be a chance soon." He knew in his heart that a large-scale monster attack would come soon. In that overwhelming attack, even if one or two quartermasters were killed, no one would Will pay attention.
Looking at the trend outside, it may not take long for a large-scale siege.
The top priority now is to quickly get enough money to get the black-striped white tiger first.
When he arrived at the Employed Silver Lamp Masters Guild, he went in and sat down in the hall, slowly waiting for the other people to arrive in the corner.
After ordering lunch in the guild, it was almost one o'clock when the Andy brothers and sisters finally entered the guild. They saw the eye-catching bald Garen in the corner at a glance. The two of them wore the usual gray cloaks and walked straight to the opposite of Garen. sit down.
"I haven't seen you for a few days, what have you been doing? How does it feel to be on vacation?" Andy patted off the ashes from his cloak and sat down inside.
"It's okay, it's just that something unpleasant happened." Garen replied flatly, "I shouldn't take chances after all."
"What's the matter? Tell me." Jessica whispered, "Maybe my brother can help you."
"Forget it, I can handle it myself." Garen smiled. "Let's not talk about that, as long as you are fine, there are monsters everywhere outside, if we didn't happen to do it, we would probably be in big trouble."
When the monster was mentioned, the expressions of the Andy brothers and sisters sank slightly.
Andy remained calm, took out a folded paper roll from his arms, and handed it to Garen.
"What is this?" Garen took over and unfolded. It was a cut part of a newspaper.
It is clearly printed on it: The terrorist organization Heitian Society declares that it will strive to create a perfect new world.
Below are the details.
The Black Sky Society has claimed responsibility for the uprisings in various places. At the same time, an ultimatum and the content of the ultimatum were issued to the royal alliance.
"This is the newspaper two days before the monster appeared." Andy whispered, "Now it is certain that the Black Sky Society is the culprit."
Soon Goethe also arrived. He changed into a brand new pair of red overalls, with a cropped cut, looking very energetic. Sitting down next to Garen, this guy picked up the coffee pot on the table and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.
After several gulps of dry coffee, he put it down heavily and hiccupped.
"How? Make a vote!?"
"No rush. Do me a favor, lend me some money." Garen said in a deep voice. He originally planned to borrow money from Angel, but it was the same with the people in front of him. He already has 820,000, and he can get a black-striped white tiger with only 180,000, which is not too much.
"How much, just tell me directly. Make it clear first, don't mention more than 300,000." Andy waved his hand grandly.
"Lend me 180,000."
"No problem." Andy replied straightforwardly, "It's a good thing you didn't say 300,000. That's all I've saved."
"Didn't you say you ran out of money last time?" Jessica whispered to the side.
"Am I like that kind of person?" Andy laughed twice.
"Jessica, I saw a pretty scarf just now, so I bought one for you. I'll give it to you." Goethe took out a folded scarf and handed it to Jessica. Attempting even a fool can see the clues.
Jessica blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone.
Andy and Garen stood up knowingly, first went to the counter of the Hiring Silver Lamp Masters Guild, took out 180,000 cash in silver cloth, and put it in a black bag. Garen took the money and took the first step. He planned to buy the black-striped white tiger as soon as possible, otherwise the price would increase after a while.
Going around in the alley, I soon came to the hidden war guild, and the number of people entering and leaving the door was sparse, much less.
Entering the lobby, Garen didn't stop at all, and handed the money directly to the middle-aged man at the counter.
"So fast?" The other party was a little surprised, and was chewing a plate of macaroni.
"It's troublesome." Garen nodded.
"Then come with me." The middle-aged man stood up without saying a word, and opened the side access door. The two entered the small room at the back one after the other.
Like last time, he walked through the room, crossed a corridor, and soon came to a row of wooden door passages.
The middle-aged man took out the key and opened the first wooden door.
"You wait here." He walked in, and soon came out with a black box.
"This is the item you want, the only one in the entire Iron Tank City." He threw the black box to Gallon.
After receiving the black box, Garen weighed it in his hands. The box was like a small jewelry box, light and airy.
He opened the box with a snap, and there was a black crystal ring embedded in the black velvet inside. The activation code is engraved on the box cover.
He took out the ring, tried on the size, and finally could only fit it on the ring finger of his left hand.
"Look at the goods." The middle-aged man closed the wooden door, leaning his back on the door and looking at him.
Garen nodded and raised his left hand. Recite softly according to the secret language on the box cover.
"Kong Mengla, Aihaduo, Seattle Ning." A strange syllable voice came from Garen's mouth. This is a literal syllable after translating the ancient secret language. In fact, he didn't understand the meaning inside, but just pronounced the syllable characters like pinyin.
His index finger carved the symbol of the activation spell in the void.
With a snort, a black light suddenly shot out from the ring crystal. The black light fell on the ground, and immediately expanded into a halo. After the halo disappeared, a tiger with black stripes on a white background slowly walked up to Garon's trousers, licked his lips, and his tongue was full of barbs. Lick off a chunk of flesh.
Aww.
The white tiger growled and squatted beside Garen.
Its body is more than four meters long, with circles of black patterns arranged from head to tail. The thick tail is like a long curly stick.
Garen stroked the white tiger's head and glanced at the skill bar below his field of vision.
Sure enough, there was already a black-striped white tiger icon on it.
'Black-striped white tiger: the first form of totem, can be upgraded. Evolution success rate: 11%. Potential points consumed: 700%.
Abilities: Tail whip, piercing bite. '
"Evolutionary success rate of 11." Garen felt his scalp tingling. The evolution success rate of fluorescent butterflies is 21%, but this black-striped white tiger is actually a pitiful 11%, which means that it takes him ten evolution opportunities to succeed once. And it takes 7 points of potential to consume it once.
But now that it has been confirmed, there is no other way. Apart from the butterfly, he can only bring one more totem like this. This is a qualification limitation. His extremely mediocre aptitude determined that he could only control two totems.
After leaving the guild, Garen took back the white tiger and came to a remote alley.
Garen's heart turned hard, and his fingers quickly carved a complex oval symbol in the void.
The symbol shrank instantly, from the size of a fist to the size of a fingernail, and then quickly sank into the black crystal ring.
Soon, he felt a feeling completely different from ordinary totems. It's as if the black-striped white tiger is closer to himself than other totems. The vague sense of distance has been shortened a lot.
He looked at the black-striped white tiger icon below his field of vision.
Sure enough, I saw that the mutation suddenly rushed to the forefront of all the totems, ranking first, with an extra note on the side: core.
A layer of white light film clinging to the skin flashes and disappears all over the body.
"The core totem is finally here!"
Garen let out a long sigh of relief.
"The next step is to join Gothe and the others, and then look at the usage of the spells obtained from Angel. Prepare to deal with that Griffith."
If his estimation is correct, in the next few days, Iron Tan City will face the first attack by monsters, and then it will be his chance to make a move.
A stern look flashed in his eyes. Dare to snatch his things, it's really too long to live!
(end of this chapter)