"What kind of ability is this?" Gallon hastily stepped back more than ten steps. When his feet stood firm, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He felt as if a small hand was constantly disturbing his extremely stable mental state.
"Guess?" Hua Shen smiled coquettishly, and Garen was shocked again when he saw it.
"Okay, okay! The king of evil gods is very scheming!" Garen turned around resolutely, jumped a few times, and quickly disappeared into the bamboo forest under the cover of the black poisonous mist.
Flower God lay motionless on the spot, his eyes flickering, as if he was pondering something.
Swish! !
A black shadow flashed across the bamboo forest in an instant, and the black wind blew through, tearing off large bamboo leaves and pulling the bamboo poles crookedly.
As soon as the black wind fell to the ground, it immediately revealed the figure inside.
Garen's face remained unchanged, but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"No wonder Flower God dared to follow me alone. The feeling just now was actually a psychic power!"
He thought about it carefully, and it was indeed a psychic power.
If this ability is in normal times, it will have no effect, but in this special period. His xinxing cannot withstand any fluctuations. Once he is affected by supernatural powers, he is considered a society for ordinary people, but his fusion will be in vain.
The evil god king must have seen this too, so he sent the flower god to chase after him independently. Among them, there must be other evil gods being restrained. Otherwise, it wouldn't be just an evil god chasing him.
After Garen realized this, he left resolutely. Huashen's mental abilities were harmless, but at this special time, it could kill people. In addition, the evil god king did not know what secret method he had given him. In this case, it is foolish to go head-to-head.
As for reputation, Garen would naturally not be burdened by false fame, and he would naturally do what he had to do.
Take out the water bottle in your pocket and take a sip of water.
"If I were in the last world before my death, I might have fought head-on because of my self-esteem. But now." A trace of nostalgia flashed in Garen's eyes. When he thought of the previous world, he thought of his younger sister Yinger, Andrela, the Nightmare King and others. And Zanfran, who eventually fell into the lava.
"Lord Jia Long~~~" A charming female moaning voice suddenly came from a distance, the voice was full of complaints, as if the peerless beauty who had been abandoned was begging her lover to change his mind.
"My lord, don't run off Xiao Hua, okay?"
puff!
Water almost spewed out of his mouth.
Garen was originally affected by the psychic power and slowed down a little, but the word "Xiao Hua" at the end left him completely speechless and shocked.
Maybe people in this world don't have any kind of evil associations, but he, who traveled from the earth, was deeply impressed by Xiao Hua's vulgar name.
This time, the influence of psychic powers has been greatly reduced.
Garen's eyes were clear for a while, and he looked back into the depths of the bamboo forest, as if he saw the flower god running towards here through the bamboo forest.
Without hesitation, he continued to open the black cloud and flew into the distance.
The two chased and fled, but Garen faintly led Flower God and began to circle around in place.
He vaguely noticed that his fusion state was becoming more and more stable after being shaken by the power of the flower god again and again. It is becoming more and more difficult to fluctuate.
Realizing the benefits of this, he simply took the flower god and ran around in the bamboo sea, stopping from time to time to wait for him.
Flower God also seemed to have noticed that the ability was not working, so he just kept silent and chased after Garen. But once Garen stopped, he didn't take the initiative to approach him, but just surrounded him from a distance, and sometimes he could see his sad eyes through the gaps in the bamboo forest.
It's been like this for five days.
On the sixth day, Garen led Flower God around as usual.
Suddenly, a red line shot out from the bamboo forest behind.
The red thread was like a spike. When it flew in front of Gallon, it suddenly slowed down and turned into a silk thread, which flew around Gallon lightly before falling to the ground in front of him.
Garen didn't know where it came from, the flower god's breath was still two kilometers away.
He frowned and picked it up. The red thread was a bit thick, and there was a small note wrapped in it.
Tear off the thread and take out the note. A line of words is clearly written on the white note.
'Wood House No. 12, Angkhan Village, Hannit. '
Garen looked around, but found no trace of anyone, nor any trace of totem.
"As expected of the previous generation of Thor, the god of taboo, but this hidden technology is already extraordinary." He knew that the person who sent the message was either Hannit himself or his relatives and friends.
With such a concealment ability, it's no wonder that the Cult of the Evil God couldn't completely catch him for so long.
"Lord Garen." The flower god's female voice came from behind again.
This time, Garen sat cross-legged, quietly waiting for the other party's arrival.
Soon the red shadow flashed, and the Flower God floated down from the sky, still holding the red umbrella in his hand, and wearing a tight red dress, showing his perfect bumpy figure. Her skin is as white as snow, and her face is as delicate as a flower.
If the big man with the Chinese character face was not too deep in his first impression, he would have thought that the other party was a veritable peerless beauty.
But it's a pity that he has figured out the details of Huashen in the past few days.
This guy himself is the big man who is a womanizer, but his totem is the peerless beauty that manifested. He relied on the supernatural talent he possessed since he was a child to combine himself and the totem into one in advance.
If he didn't reach the fifth type, he would combine the two into one and completely fuse. What he brought would not be powerful power, but his strange state now. Usually in the appearance of a burly man, once he uses the ability of the totem, he will become a peerless beauty.
Flora herself is constantly transitioning between extreme low self-esteem and extreme narcissism, and finally formed such a weird and neurotic personality.
"You finally stopped running?" The flower god looked resentful, "Could it be that after so many days, my company can't make you happy?"
Garen's mouth twitched. Flower God always likes to be so ambiguous when speaking, but unfortunately, every time he thinks of the Chinese-faced woman-dressing fetishist he first saw, his heart suddenly turns from cloud to cloud, and this has become his biggest reliance on immunity to mental abilities.
"Did the King of Evil God ask you to bring me something?" Garen calmed down and said lightly.
Huashen was startled, as if he didn't realize Garen's leaping nature.
"Since not, then you can die."
The voice did not fall.
laugh! ! A white palm suddenly appeared in front of the Flower God.
The five fingers of the palm are blood red and claw-shaped, like a dragon head with its mouth open.
Roar!
There were layers of dragon roars, and this time, Garen tried his best to urge the black water true kung fu, and the power of the fused five-headed dragon burst out with all its strength, without the slightest mercy, and grabbed the flower god's eyes straight.
Not to mention the pinnacle of Type 4, even Type 5 would not dare to face it head-on.
These days, Garen relied on the ability of the flower god to constantly temper and reduce the possibility of being shocked during his fusion period. Up to now, he has been able to exert his full strength positively.
The flower god screamed, and the whole person suddenly turned into countless pink petals, and narrowly escaped death under the sharp claws.
The petals quickly re-condensed somewhere in the distant bamboo forest, and when they were about to converge into adults, a black light flashed.
Garen's figure suddenly stood beside the petals, his eyes were calm, and he slowly withdrew his hand,
The palm of his right hand pierced into the middle of the petals, and the sea-like black water true kung fu stimulated the new power after fusion. Using the technique of shaking, a large number of petals were directly scattered in just an instant.
A large number of petals flew towards the rest of the place again, trying to converge into a human shape again, but the black light flashed again, and the petals that had just gathered half were scattered by Garen again.
Being in an elemental state and unable to recover his body, the flower god panicked a little. His ability is a bit weird. Wherever there are petals, he can teleport directly, but it takes time to gather a human form. Teleportation can only be done in a small range, but unfortunately, Gallon's speed is also equivalent to teleportation in a small range.
Time and time again, the petals tried to form a human form, but they were scattered by Garon again and again. Every time they were scattered, the gathering force would be weakened. In elementalization, a huge amount of totem light is consumed every minute and every second, and Flora is getting more and more panicked.
Boom! !
Garen smashed the cluster of pink petals with one punch, and a large number of shattered petals splashed and scattered in all directions. Unlike the previous dozen or so times, this time, Flower God couldn't get up again.
Completely turned into elements, the petals gradually disappeared in place.
"It's a pity that the evil god is immortal, and its origin is not bad. There is no way to completely kill the other party." Garen shook his head regretfully.
It took him a lot of time to hone himself with the spiritual power of the flower god. Now that the state of the body has stabilized, it is no surprise that the progress of the fusion leader is also getting faster and faster. Obviously, this kind of tempering also has a promoting effect on the fusion itself.
With the five dragon heads, most of Garen's strength has been transferred to the Black Water True Kung Fu, and the strong power of the combination of totem light and blood energy has gradually been produced in his body. With the flash barrier in place, and supporting it with all its strength, the normal Type 5 couldn't penetrate the defense at all and injure Garen. But the flower god's ability obviously bypassed this point and directly affected the spirit, which made Garen take the initiative to retreat at the beginning.
"Lord Garen is so charming even in killing people. As expected, he is the man I like." The voice of Flower God floated from the air as thin as a gnat. "I will come to you again."
Gallon got goosebumps and rushed straight to the village in his memory.
Long before he came to Tanya, he had memorized all the maps around the Land of the Ancestral Gods, and finding this village was effortless.
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Angkhan Village
A small remote village on the outskirts of the Land of the Ancestral Gods.
There are not many villagers inside. The village head is presided over by a cultist, who teaches classes for young children every Sunday. One of the identities that Hannit pretends to be is the fighting instructor of these children.
He is a retired Tanya soldier and knows some good fighting skills.
The entire village is a simple village built of white wood, surrounded by spiked fences, and there are cattle and sheep raised by the villagers on the outside. These mutant cattle and sheep are fat, and they lower their heads from time to time to eat the mutant grass.
"Nite, go teach the children again."
"Nite, your complexion has been a little bad recently, do you want to go to Linla's place to have a look?"
"Uncle Nit, do you still have the hand-woven sacks from last time?"
When Hannit came back from the church, the surrounding villagers greeted him warmly along the way.
He was dressed in brown linen clothes, with a warm and soft smile on his face, and a black leather hat on his head, completely covering his hair.
All the way back to his hut.
In the room, the middle-aged man was squatting in front of the small wooden basin, cutting something of wood with a knife. Hearing him enter the door, the middle-aged man turned his head and glanced.
"Stone Eye and the others have already found Irene. They are rushing here with her. They are new faces, and they should be able to find a chance to get close to the Ancestral God Pillar."
"It's not that simple." Hannit sat on the ground opposite the man. "Neither King Tanya nor the Cult of the Evil Gods will allow me to absorb the power of the Ancestral God Pillar. If the incident last time was not an accident, I probably would not be able to leave the Land of the Ancestral Gods."
"If we want to deal with Thor and the Cult of the Evil God, maybe we can find another help." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, "I went to find the master of Kuwaitan just now."
Hannit's pupils shrank.
"You are crazy! That guy is bloodthirsty, cruel and vicious, in case he turns his face."
"If you want to deal with the Cult of the Evil God, regain the power that Havana took away. We can't do it alone." The middle-aged man said calmly and lowly. "And in the land of the ancestor gods, he helped you once, so he should have a plan."
(end of this chapter)