After returning from the White Phoenix Base, he separated from the AG, and Garen returned directly to the base of the Nighthawk Mercenary Corps, a private field manor.
It is tens of kilometers away from the urban area, and Nighthawk monitoring equipment is installed all around, and there are people on guard 24 hours a day to ensure absolute safety.
In a spacious room, Garen swept everything out, and the whole room was empty, except for the floor and walls, there was nothing else.
The length and width reached more than ten meters, giving people an unusually spacious feeling.
At night, the sounds of mercenaries bragging and playing cards could be faintly heard from outside, as well as the sound of someone snoring in sleep.
The car engine is still vaguely starting. Apart from major missions, the Nighthawk mercenary group usually also takes on some small tasks, such as escorting bodyguards, accompanying negotiations, etc. These tasks are safe and simple. Generally, when others see their mercenary group People who appear, and see that sign, will not choose to turn their faces and fight. Even if the current situation in South Africa is complicated, the governments of some small countries are dying, the struggle for power is turbulent, and there are many warlords big and small.
But seeing the logo of the Nighthawk Mercenary Corps, he still would not choose to turn his face directly. The reputation of the number one mercenary in Africa is still very strong. This reputation is based on thousands or even tens of thousands of killings, not empty words.
As soon as Garen was dispatched, he killed the main leader of the Black Knife, and then chased and killed Lei Bai for thousands of miles, captured Keenna, and wiped out the reinforcements of the White Phoenix peacekeeping force.
A series of victories caused a sensation in the entire African mercenary world. Some people secretly called him the King of Nighthawks, because it was not long after Bai Huang fell into his hands, and the troops there had not mobilized to react. There was an earthquake in the headquarters, and the entire underground headquarters collapsed, causing heavy casualties.
Some people speculate that this is not a coincidence, it is probably man-made. But no one believed it.
The final result was that Bai Huang had no time to deal with Garen's matter at all. There was a problem in the branch base and the losses were heavy. How to explain to the people in the original color headquarters was the key.
A week after he came back, Garen's life resumed its rhythm. He got up every morning to do morning exercises, read a book at noon, listened to music, contacted his parents and friends, went out in the afternoon, and bought souvenirs and tasted delicious food everywhere as an ordinary tourist. At night, I devoted myself to studying the secret method that I just got.
As for the lucky stone clock, after Garen absorbed the mysterious power, he threw it to the Nighthawks and handed it over to the long-term cooperative auction house to wait for the auction.
Not only that, Garen also sent Jay to receive the legacy of the man in black that Leiber left him.
Although the entire Men in Black organization was completely collapsed and destroyed by Nighthawk, the most important assets and channels were encrypted and stored in the international bank in a coded way, and people needed to be sent to take them out separately. These all take time.
Garen is still waiting for the various cultural relics and antiques collected by the men in black organization over the years. With such an organization collecting this information for many years, maybe he can find out the real formation process and principle of the cultural relics with potential value.
"When Baihuang finds out that the problem is caused by Ag, he will probably be a bit afraid. But... AG's so-called small lesson is a bit too big. Do you want to force me into his camp?" Garen's hands were beating rhythmically, and his ten fingers were clasped in front of him, as if he was holding a heart in his hands, which was constantly pulsating.
His breathing is sometimes rapid, sometimes slow, sometimes long, and sometimes extremely short.
And with the change of breathing, the beating of the heart in his chest is faintly opposite to the beating in his hand, it will not beat here and then stop, and it will stop while it beats. It happened to be a continuous sound of thumping.
As the beating continued, the cool breath in Garen's body began to rotate slowly, like icy thin snakes, constantly swimming around the internal organs, as if swimming around in the abdominal cavity.
This is the potential value he absorbed with the secret method, instead of filtering it with his own ability, it is the most primitive potential breath.
In this way, he wants to appreciate the difference between before and after filtering.
These breaths are only a small part of the lucky stone clock, a very small amount, which was inhaled by him as an experiment with a secret method, and the rest was directly absorbed by the ability and stored as potential points.
That's it, it's the result of Garen's efforts to suppress it. The moment he absorbed it, the supernatural power came into play instantly. He wanted to instinctively absorb the potential breath, but Garen tried his best to control it.
"Be more turbid. This kind of breath" once again felt the potential value absorbed by the secret method slowly strengthen his internal organs, and Garen closed his eyes slightly to feel the subtle changes.
On the attribute column in the field of vision, the attributes of the physique began to flicker slowly and blurredly. Obviously, there has been a change, but this change is very small, and even the blur is extremely weak.
"For the strengthening of this secret method, there are too many impurities, and the absorption is too wasteful. The efficiency of removing impurities with the body's instinct is too low. A lot of energy is eliminated along with the impurities, which is inefficient compared to the ability to filter."
Garen estimated that if the ability could yield ten potential points, only twelve units of original potential would be needed, then at least one hundred units of original potential would be needed to achieve the same effect by means of arcane absorption.
This gap is huge.
Moreover, the quintessential potential points derived from the ability can be added to the skills, but the precise influence and enhancement of the brain's learning and comprehension mechanism is not comparable to the rough secret method enhancement.
The strengthening of the secret method can only enhance the physique, and nothing else can be done.
"This level of groping for a failed product is too low-quality." Opening his eyes in disappointment, Garen exhaled, and there was an unpleasant smell in his breath, which was the smell of impurities being expelled from his body.
"My power may reach the six-type level in a short period of time, but I only have the power for a moment. After it is over, I will be seriously injured and need to consume potential points to recover. It is far from the heyday of the Totem World period. I still need a lot of potential points to recover Physical fitness will do."
He glanced at a thin book on the ground beside him.
It was a secret record given to him by AG before he left, and it was a record of knowledge about blood races and some extraordinary powers. In it, there are extremely detailed descriptions of the blood races, especially the blood races of the Death Apostle level, and there are detailed descriptions of their strength, level, and means.
Turning the pages of the book, Garen glanced around, and the lines of new text above clearly came into view.
This book can be recorded and entered by AG in the distance, and the content in it can be continuously revised.
It can also be used as a means of secret communication between two people.
'In the blood race level, the higher blood race can already pose a threat to you and me, so we need to be vigilant. Dead Apostles are far stronger than you and me. Don't touch them easily. They are extremely difficult to kill. Each Dead Apostle has different powerful abilities. They can be reborn in any creature with their own blood. According to my guess, the person staring at you is probably a Dead Apostle. '
The words of AG slowly emerged line by line.
Garen frowned slightly.
"How destructive is the power of the Dead Apostles?" He took out a gel pen from his clothes, and quickly wrote on the page. The strange thing was that just after writing these words, AG's notes continued to appear below.
'They are not mere matter, soulless, life forms beyond our comprehension. But it's weird. The strength of the Dead Apostle level is different, but what they all have in common is that they all have incomparable strength, speed, and physique. The strength and physique you showed before has reached the peak of human beings, but compared with them, it is still far inferior. ’ AG replies.
"Can you be more specific?" Garen frowned.
'On the basis of your previous performance, enhance it dozens of times, or even hundreds of times. ’ AG replied, ‘Some Dead Apostles were hit head-on by an experimental laser cannon, and they all came out intact. Their limits are unknown, and no one has ever overcome them in the physical world. No one can kill them in the material world either. '
"Material world?" Garen asked, "Does that mean there are other worlds that can kill them?" He thought of the inner world in the totem world.
'They are the manipulators of consciousness and the kings of dreams. The real body is hidden in the dream world. If you want to kill the dead disciples, you must find their real body in the dream. '
"Dream?" Garen immediately recalled that weird dream that day.
'In dreams, they can easily manipulate each other's emotions, touch, and arouse their various negative emotions. to achieve your own goals. Sometimes they also weave perfect dreams, allowing dreamers to satisfy their desires and indulge in them. If you cannot clearly realize that you are dreaming, then your deepest secrets will likely be exposed. You have to be careful.' AG ends with a series of ellipses, which usually means that he has ended the call.
Garen closed the page. .
He began to understand the horror of the blood race in this world. They were simply monsters living in dreams, and if they couldn't be killed in the real world, it would be the greatest disadvantage to him.
He was completely unfamiliar with the dream world, and hadn't dabbled in it. As for whether the resistance in it was related to the strength of the soul, Garen estimated that it would not have much to do with it. Just look at that weird dream last time. The other party easily aroused his fear, and that kind of fear without source was a reaction he had never experienced before.
All his powers are rooted in reality, and he has no resistance to dreams at all.
"Wizards are able to resist higher blood races, which means that witches and wizards must have similar coping methods." Garen speculated, "It seems that we must learn the power system of wizards and witches as soon as possible."
He doesn't want to be a vampire, not to mention cannon fodder vampires. As for the high-level vampires, all the descendants of the high-level vampires can perfectly suppress the opponent's spirit. It's not like he gave himself an extra superior out of thin air.
It's better to become a wizard and integrate into it first.
The description of a dead disciple who cannot be killed gave him a great warning. If he couldn't find the real body of the other party in the dream, it meant that he had nothing to do with the other party. It's not about destructive power anymore, it's not a field at all.
"Tell me about your practice." Jia Long solemnly wrote on the page.
'You are in a crisis, and any time you take the initiative to enter the dreamland may be discovered and used by the other party. Now is not the time. ' AG replied. The handwriting written on both of them began to quickly disappear and fade.
"When will it be?"
'The blood clan is in chaos. '
(end of this chapter)