"I didn't pay attention to this, but according to my grandfather, the three major agencies have completely abandoned Kuwaitan. The situation here is a foregone conclusion. Now all their forces are concentrated in Tania. The situation over there is even worse. But there is still hope of redemption." Bai Lan said simply.
"But if this continues, the situation in the imperial capital will get worse and worse. If there is no land, how will we get food? How will we get daily necessities?" Garen frowned.
"So we need to stabilize the situation as soon as possible." Bai Lan shrugged. "My grandfather means that we join hands to convene a great council of nobles, form a noble council, and unify and integrate the situation in the imperial capital, or the situation in Kuwaitan."
"Indeed, the forces of all parties are not bad now, and no one will accept anyone. Only in this way can the political situation be stabilized as soon as possible." Garen nodded, "I agree, it depends on the situation of others."
"Well, it's not too late. I'll go back and report to grandpa right away."
"Okay, I happen to have to deal with some things too." Garen responded directly, "Take care of my cousin and the others."
"Of course!"
After coming out of the hospital, Garen and the green-haired aristocratic man who tipped off the news, rode directly on their horses and ran towards the National Experimental Bureau.
The National Experimental Bureau is a key technology center that Avek has always supported vigorously, and it has been managed by Wisgar. Finance is also fully tilted here.
The method of processing mutated monster meat that can be eaten by civilians was developed here.
Taking advantage of the current chaos in the imperial capital, Garen rushed directly towards the experimental bureau.
Behind the two of them were more than a dozen batches of mutated horses, all of whom were escorts of green-haired nobles. Two of them are Type 1 totem masters, and the rest are ordinary people who have practiced fighting skills. But it looks like a powerful figure, and its deterrent effect is very good.
Along the way, a group of people rushed forward, unscrupulous, and everywhere they went, everyone retreated one after another. At this time, even some unscrupulous gangsters and mobs had to avoid it when they saw this momentum.
"What's your name?" Garen finally remembered the young man who tipped him off.
The green-haired aristocratic man suddenly showed surprise.
"My name is Biwen! Biwen Kailes! My lord, I am your loyal supporter!"
"You did a good job this time." Garen nodded, initially accepting this guy's voluntary surrender. Being able to have this kind of vision, not being afraid of his notoriety, and having enough courage, this is already considered a talent and can be used.
As soon as this sentence came out, not only the green-haired man, but also all the men and women behind him all showed joy. But they also know that this is just the beginning, and the most troublesome thing about mixing with the master of the Black Fire Palace is not letting him accept them. It's the stress that comes with acceptance.
The Lord of the Black Fire Palace executed too many offended people in the palace. Those who were able to enter the deep palace did not have some background, but Garen killed as soon as he said, and it was useless for anyone to intercede. In other words, he didn't have time to intercede at all, so he did it directly.
He even offended a large number of people, but with Garen's vicious name to suppress, no one dared to do it first. But it couldn't be easier to do some tricks in the dark.
Although the Lord of the Black Fire Palace is strong, there is no one in the imperial capital who can restrain him. The two grand dukes, Minister of Defense Vescar, even if these three are excluded, Garen is only one person after all, and there are a little more masters of Type 4, who are still a big threat to him through the superposition of the spell array.
Garen himself knew where his bottom line was.
A four-type and two four-type may not be very important, three or four may not be a big deal, but seven or eight, the power gathered by using the spell array is very impressive. After all, he is not a Type 5. Facing a Type 4, once he falls into a power-gathering formation such as a spell formation, even if he has a few lives, he can only be consumed alive.
What's more, the two grand dukes must each have an ultimate secret treasure in their hands.
The Black Crow Formation back then was just an imitation of the Ultimate Secret Treasure, and they were all so fierce, capable of maximizing the power of the four types. If the real ultimate secret treasure is fully utilized, I don't know how strong it is.
After sorting out the information I just got, the National Experiment Bureau also arrived.
The street outside the door was deserted and deserted, and the ground was littered with litter, paper clothes, shop nameplates, an overturned carriage, and two bodies charred into black carbon.
This is in the western suburbs outside the imperial capital.
Surrounded by large areas of black mountains, the entire experimental bureau has only one deserted street connecting the carriage road outside, which is the only entrance and exit.
The experimental bureau is in a black mountain, like a ring, surrounded by tall buildings and factory buildings. Standing outside the entrance and exit gate, looking inside, there is a mushroom-shaped white tower standing quietly in it.
At the top of the tower, there are blue arcs surrounding it from time to time.
"Palace Master, what are we doing here?" the green-haired man Biwen asked softly.
"I came here to find something, something I once dedicated to His Majesty." Gallon replied flatly, without hiding anything.
"Go, go in and search!"
Garen took the lead and walked directly to the closed door.
When the horse's head was about to hit the gate, a red shadow flashed across in an instant.
boom! !
The door was knocked open, the metal door more than ten centimeters thick fell directly inward, and a large piece of the high walls on both sides were torn down.
There was a sudden crackling sound in the air, but no light or shadow appeared.
"Huh?" Garen glanced at his left hand, the back of the palm was scorched black. "Invisible current?"
When he released the dragon shadow with his left hand and knocked open the door, he was also paralyzed by the powerful current reversely. After just a moment of contact, his entire right hand was burnt directly. The nine-headed dragon's defensive totem light was actually penetrated just like that. This made Garen feel more and more that the nine-headed dragon's defense was not enough.
As the places to enter and exit become more and more dangerous, although the dragon skin defense of the nine-headed dragon is stronger than that of low-level totems, it is far behind the same level. Recently, Totem Light has been penetrated at every turn.
You must know that once the light of the totem is penetrated, it means that the totem is seriously injured once. For other totem masters, if it is natural cultivation recovery, it must take years as a unit of terrible serious injury.
Generally speaking, this is very difficult to happen, after all, the defensive light of a totem master is twice as strong as that of the totem itself.
But for Garen, this kind of situation has become a bit more frequent recently.
No wonder the nine-headed dragon has nine lives. It turned out that between defense and regeneration, the latter was chosen to evolve. Garen was a little stunned at this moment.
Sensing the situation of the nine-headed dragon in the dark space, one of the dragon heads has withered again.
Garen quickly deducted 20 points from the potential points, supplemented them, and restored Nine Lives to perfection.
But the previous potential value is only in the early 50s.
Leading people strode into the National Experimental Bureau.
Inside the gate is a large ring-shaped green grass field, the size of which is equivalent to three or four football fields, and it is extremely wide.
The White Tower stands right in the middle, with blue arcs constantly flowing and flashing at the top, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror, giving it a weird sense of the future.
Garen didn't even look at the tall buildings around him, and walked directly towards the White Tower, and the rest followed directly.
The sound of dense footsteps quickly came from the surroundings, accompanied by dull trampling sounds.
laugh! !
A white beam of light swept across Garen's body. It almost touched the tip of his nose.
"It's the white guards!!" The green-haired Biwen panicked, and quickly reminded Garen, "Master, the white guards are the highest masterpiece of the Experimental Bureau. They are half-human, half-totem. They are very powerful and defy life and death! They were all transformed by dead high-end totem masters. The palace master must be careful!!"
"How's your strength?" Garen had already seen the men in white armor surrounding the group.
"It depends on the level of the transformed totem master." Biwen's face turned pale, and he saw the white armored people around him.
The whole body of these people is hidden under the white armor, and the eyes are the two blood red crystals on the helmet, emitting a faint red light. Holding the knife in one hand, the other hand was transformed into a silver-white cylinder, with white light faintly shining inside, as if it could be sprayed out at any time.
"It seems that this is one of Wisgar's trump cards." Garen glanced around in admiration, "It should be similar in nature to my Blackflame Heavy Guard, but it seems to be stronger. Tsk tsk. Three-type fluctuation There are more than fifty of them, and there are more than a dozen of them that have become auras, they are really amazing!"
The surrounding white guards didn't seem to hear anything, as if they didn't hear Garen's words at all. They stood there one by one, motionless, neither attacking nor giving way.
"Visgar, it seems that the White Guard's supplement is far inferior to my Black Fire Guard, right? If you don't want to waste the strength of your subordinates, let me get out of the way. I'm just here to get what originally belonged to me." Gallon snorted coldly , actually ignoring the white guards blocking the way in front, and directly rode forward. Go straight to the white tower.
These powers plus some hole cards are also a threat to him, but what he is most proud of is his survivability. Without enough power to suppress him at the same level, even if there is any power that can completely destroy him, he Also sure to get out of the body. This is the horror of the Nine Lives talent.
Bi Wen and the others followed up with Garen in fear. Sure enough, the people in front of the white guard kept giving way, and at the same time they naturally gave way to a passage.
Visgar must have some means to directly see the situation here.
Garen knew in his heart that the other party didn't want to fight him to the death, and he wouldn't turn his back on Weisga just for nothing. After all, this guy's strength is unknown, and he is also the peak strength of Type Four. Also linked to another grand duke, Cody.
After riding his horse to the bottom of the white tower, Garen got off his horse and strode towards the tower gate.
The white circular tower door has been naturally rotated open, and inside are sparse white-clothed researchers who are constantly busy, and they seem to have not noticed the changes outside. One by one showing a state of selflessness.
Garen strode into the tower. A voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Your things are in the third secret room on the second floor." It was still the old-fashioned and serious voice, it was Wisgar's voice.
Garen smiled, strode through the crowd, and went up the stairs to the second floor, while the rest quickly followed.
In the white corridor on the second floor, the door of the third secret room was clearly glowing red, as if to guide Garen's direction.
This kind of light was a bit dazzling, and even Garen's eyesight couldn't help squinting his eyes. And the rest seem to feel nothing at all.
He strode towards the secret room.
Two men in white were guarding the door of the secret room. Seeing Garen approaching, he raised his foot to kick the door.
"You can't go in without the order of His Majesty and the Minister of Defense!"
"Go away!" Boom! Garen pushed away the blockers, strode into the laboratory, scanned everything inside, and immediately determined the location of the green vine ball.
The thing was housed in a crystal vial, a cylindrical crystal glass bottle filled with a green solution.
The whole green vine ball is like a ball of green wool with teeth and claws, and there are broken threads everywhere.
Garen walked over.
He smashed the glass with a bang, reached in, fished out the green vine ball, and pressed it on his left shoulder.
Hiss.
The green vine ball frantically waved its green tentacles, quickly plunged into the flesh and blood of Garen's shoulder, and soon completely melted into it.
"Walk!"
Garen turned around and left the laboratory, and if he stayed here any longer, he was afraid that Wisgar's fragile nerves would not be able to bear it.
(end of this chapter)