Garen took a deep breath. Philos' death in battle was not what he expected. Originally, according to the original history, the battle between Ghost Gate and Philos should have been a stalemate for a while, but he didn't expect the change to come so quickly.
Philos is the king, the king who is stronger than the evil god king and closer to the limit. It can be said that he is the strongest in this world except for the gate of ghosts. This is what the original history shows.
It's not that Garen didn't want to join him in the past, but unfortunately, this arrangement was originally made after finding the Secret Wu of Life, but he didn't expect the ghost gate's action to be so much earlier.
"Now everything can no longer be referenced according to the original development, and the changes are getting bigger and bigger." Garen made a new estimate in his mind.
When he came back to his senses, there was still a dim and dark ruin in front of him. After being separated from the other two, he rushed towards the switch in the right direction he had chosen alone.
There is a light blue shimmer in the air of the ruins.
Garen was standing in a long and narrow square passageway. There was darkness beyond the front and back, and some rough blackish stone walls up, down, left, and right.
Touching the wall on the right, a cold and rough texture spread from the fingers to the brain.
Garen frowned slightly, his reddish eyes suddenly turned black, and the fusion power in his body accelerated rapidly, trying to gather some water vapor and spread it around to investigate the situation. But as soon as the huge fusion power came into contact with the outside world, it disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared before.
"Sure enough, the power of fusion is a restricted power. Then the ability of the nine-headed dragon is obviously also imprisoned, and it is a bit troublesome without nine lives. So what about this?"
The Qi and blood in his body accelerated instantly, and the blood-like red on his skin was fleeting.
"Spirit is also restricted. It seems that you can only use normal physical strength."
Garen knew his own strengths. He had the ability of innate supernatural powers, and his body had reached the limit of his physique. Compared with the general new five-type, he had stronger physical strength and speed.
However, both the Heavenly God Palace Master and the Heretic God Sect Master have been slowly strengthened by the power of fusion for many years, and they have also reached the limit of their bodies. Compared with them, this is not an advantage at all, it can only barely close the gap.
Moreover, as a non-human being, the Heavenly God Palace Master is likely to have a stronger physical fitness. Although he looks more like an agility route, he has to guard against it.
In an instant, Garen arranged the next response in his mind, and then moved on from the pause just now.
He didn't try to hide his steps.
The sound of crisp footsteps continued to echo in the dim and blue passage, and spread to the distance of the passage in the front and rear directions.
There was a fog in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but Garen didn't need to see anything clearly. He could clearly judge the general terrain ahead by relying on the sound alone.
Walking straight forward, Garen could tell that the corridor had a faint downward slope. If he walked down like this, it was likely to lead all the way to the ground.
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Time passed day by day.
In the dark corridor, Garen stood resting with his back against the wall. A white and delicate hand stretched out from under the black robe, and he was sipping the wheat patties he brought in.
He ate very quickly, eating a thick meatloaf the size of a palm in just a dozen seconds. After eating three pancakes, Garen took out a black metal kettle, unscrewed it and poured a big mouthful of water, took out a paper towel to wipe his mouth clean, crumbled it up and sprinkled it on the ground.
"It's been eight days already." Garen murmured, and took out the red button from his bosom. There was already a green pattern in the dark red on it, and he carefully put it back into his bosom. Then he straightened his robes, lifted his feet and continued to walk forward.
The crisp footsteps echoed in the corridor, and he had heard this sound for many days.
There was a left turn in front of him, and Garen walked along it, and the front suddenly became clear.
A round arched black hall appeared in front of his eyes.
The hall is empty, and there are rough and blurred murals on the walls on both sides. It is not clear what the content is, only blue and black mixed colors remain.
Facing the passage corridor is a huge round arched stone wall with a sickle moon pattern as tall as a person. The pattern is silvery white with a bloody border around it.
The entire hall looked very simple, but there was a slight sense of relief on Garen's face at this time.
"finally reached."
He walked into the hall, walked directly to the wall, and gently pressed his hand against the wall.
hum.
A violent vibration was transmitted from his hand to the crescent moon on the wall, and Garen's eyes instantly turned pitch black, and the five-type fusion power in his body surged into the crescent moon like a tide.
Time passed by, and after more than half an hour, Garen withdrew his hand.
With a crisp clicking sound, a small drawer stone box popped up under the crescent moon, with a hexagonal button inside.
Garen stretched out his hand and slapped it hard.
Snapped!
The drawer retracts.
Garen's eyes quickly returned to their original redness. He took out the button from his pocket and patted it continuously, and there was a third green pattern on it.
"Then turn back to the original passage." He turned back as planned.
Exiting the hall and returning to the corridor, Garen suddenly found that at the original corner, at some point, there was another fork.
What used to be just a left turn has now become a T-junction. The turn to the right was pitch black, not even a faint blue light.
Garon paused, and strode in directly.
The passage is flatter, but the smell of dust in the air is much stronger, which is a bit choking.
Garen groped forward, and his speed suddenly slowed down. As soon as he entered here, he felt a stronger sense of purity floating in the air.
This feeling is very weird, as if the air he usually breathes outside is extremely turbid. In contrast, the air here is too pure, but it is obvious that there is a dusty smell everywhere.
I don't know how long I walked in the dark. Although I couldn't see anything, the feedback from the sound still didn't slow Garen down much.
Snapped.
Suddenly, he stopped.
Woo. There was a low growl faintly in front of him, like the low growl of a dog about to launch an attack.
call!
Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed towards him.
In the darkness, a huge shadow pounced on Garen. This shadow almost filled the entire passage. It was more than three meters high and four meters wide, with a clearer roar.
Garen didn't move in place, his left hand turned into a knife, and he immediately went up to him. The palm knife and the black shadow collided suddenly, and both took a step back at the same time.
Boom!
The dull sound spread far in the passage, with a burst of echo.
Garen was shaken back two steps, and his back foot stepped on an uneven bump, and he stabilized firmly.
His face was solemn, vigilantly sensing the movement around him.
"Such a strong force"
The black shadow disappeared, and there were only echoes of the collision just now in the passage.
Garen only felt that the knife was slashing on the opponent, as if hitting extremely hard wood, and it must have severely injured a part of the opponent's body.
He stood in the passage and waited for a while, but there was still no movement. The other party seemed to retreat, so he relaxed a little.
He squatted down and checked the ground, but there was no trace left, and the ground was still covered with a thick layer of ash. It was impossible for any huge monster to attack from the front.
There is no mark of dust on the ground, and there is no trace of the surrounding walls.
Garen's face remained unchanged, he stood up and continued to walk forward.
He believes that as long as he continues to move forward, the other party will definitely appear again.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night, and the passage was completely dark at any time.
Garen did not light the torch he brought, and this environment was not difficult with his five senses. On the contrary, the light brought by the torch will also turn him from the dark place to the bright place.
Even if the other party has lived in the dark for a long time and may have some kind of unique sensory ability, he does not intend to separate one hand to hold a torch.
Moving forward step by step, the second floor is different from the first floor. This is an area that the evil king and the palace master of the gods have not explored, and the danger is very high.
Naturally, the place where the secret weapon of life can be stored cannot be so simple.
Walking forward cautiously, Garen didn't notice at all. Right in front of him, two black thin needles were hanging in the air, facing his eyes. As long as he continued to move forward, they would pierce his eyeballs.
The tip of the black needle is getting closer and closer to the eyeball.
Snapped.
Garen stopped suddenly and stood where he was. He didn't notice the black needle. He knew that the black needle was less than ten centimeters in front of his eyes, but he seemed to be blind and didn't see it at all.
Suddenly a big hand slapped behind the black needle, and with the same force as before, it hit Garen's face hard.
boom!
Garen was slammed several meters away and hit the slanted stone wall. He held his head in both hands, and firmly grasped two slender black needles in the palm of his right hand. The point of the needle was only a hair's breadth away from blinding him.
Ow! !
A howling like a giant wolf was deafening, and a large group of black shadows rushed towards Garen again. This time the strong wind was even more violent than last time, like a huge rolling stone rumbling towards Garen.
The entire tunnel vibrated with the howling, the ground seemed to vibrate slightly, and the dust in the tunnel became thicker and thicker, and a large gray haze was raised amidst the violent vibrations.
The huge shadow was extremely fast. As soon as the sound sounded, he almost threw himself within half a meter in front of Garen, and seemed to be able to slam into Garen hard in the next instant.
At this moment, Garen raised his right foot and kicked it forward suddenly, and turned his other leg to draw a semi-circular arc, precisely pointing at the upper part of the shadow.
The legs and the shadow suddenly came into contact.
The entire black shadow was directly clamped by Garen's legs, and the huge force of the charge was transmitted to Garen's legs, passed through his waist, arms, and palms, and finally hit the stone wall of the passage with a bang.
boom!
Immediately, two clear palm prints appeared on the stone wall.
Garen's hands were fixed and borrowed, and the black shadow between his legs was like a piece of cold cotton-wrapped iron. With a cold snort, he exerted all his strength, and the limit of his physical strength burst out instantly, and he slammed down fiercely with the black shadow in between.
Boom! Boom! bang bang! !
After slamming four times in a row, the black shadow finally let out a scream, and then dissipated in an instant, turning into a cloud of cold wind and scattered away.
(end of this chapter)