The meeting lasted until late at night before it was dissolved, and each went back to the arranged living room to rest. But this strong enthusiasm still excited all the participants, and they couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
After a series of instrumental studies, it has been shown that becoming a blood race can indeed prolong life, but practicing secret martial arts has the same effect. Although it is not as long as the life extension of the blood race, several excited group representatives have already contacted their chief scientist through remote means. Targeted inquiries about certain circumstances, and got the possibility that there may be hope to extend life by merging blood genes.
Even Garen was slightly interested in this point.
After carefully discussing and researching with these representatives, he also ordered the neural acceleration suit and a series of related research results from the representatives of the Holy Fist Palace. In particular, Gallon was very interested in the bloodline gene implantation plan.
More than two hours after the meeting ended.
Garen led Tu Lan slowly towards the corridor back to the inner palace.
On the side of the two of them, the quiet moonlight shone in, through the transparent window glass, and fell on the floor and their boots.
"It's an amazing gathering." Tu Lan still has a feeling of disbelief, "The depression of human savings has indeed reached the time of detonation."
"Yeah, I just gave them a chance to detonate." Garen nodded.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, even I couldn't believe that human beings could pose such a big threat to the blood race." Tu Lan shook her head and sighed. "Fortunately, I'm on your side."
"Even you don't believe that the blood race will win?" Garen raised his eyebrows slightly.
"No, it's not. It's just that the number of human beings is too much. After all, the number is too small." Tu Lan shook his head, "Laser weapons, high-energy explosions, these methods are enough to threaten the blood race. Human beings are no longer what they were hundreds of years ago. Even if there is no you, this power continues to accumulate, and it will explode one day."
"That's right." Garen nodded.
"Report!!" A black shadow appeared behind Garen and the two of them. "Marshal Damm successfully found the mask and returned, and is now waiting in the golden hall." The official subordinates in the palace who practiced secret martial arts reported loudly.
"Oh?" Garen smiled slightly, "Finally, I didn't betray my trust this time. Let's take a look together?" He glanced at Tu Lan beside him.
"certainly."
Tu Lan was also curious as to what was so special about the mask that Garen valued so much.
The two turned back, walked towards the right fork of the corridor, passed through several corridors and a small courtyard, and walked into a golden hall about the size of the silver conference hall.
The hall was empty, and only Dam was standing in the middle of it, dressed in black and bowing his head. He wears a heavy gray cloak that wraps him from head to toe. There is also a white and red eye mask on his face, and it can only be seen from the breath on his body that he is indeed Dum.
"How did you look like this?" Garen frowned as soon as he entered, staring at Dam's outfit.
"Excuse me, Teacher." Damu's voice came from under the cloak. "This time, my subordinates were looking for a mask, and they encountered a black monster monster they had never seen before near the Moon River. After chasing it for more than a month, they finally killed the leader of the monster on a cliff and got the mask. But his body was also corroded by the acid of the leader of the giant beast."
"Take off the cloak and let me have a look." Garen took his seat in the hall and said calmly.
With a bang, Dum lifted the cloak.
The body exposed below, although only the wrists and neck can see the skin, but the wrinkled skin that healed after being scalded by boiling water, like the skin of an old man in his eighties or nineties, made Garen and Tu Lan feel a little faint. Frown.
"With your superior strength, you would be so embarrassed by a giant beast." Garen stood up, and his figure turned into a series of afterimages, which appeared in front of Dam in an instant.
Boom! !
He slapped Dum on the chest.
The power of this palm is not very strong, but there seems to be something strange in it. That was Garen's own courage.
The vigor was like a little snake swimming around in Dum's body, and then quickly withdrew.
Wow!
Dam suddenly vomited a mouthful of black water, which smelled sour and stinky. He vomited on the ground between the two of them. The stony ground suddenly gave off a hissing white gas, which was corroded by the black water. Hiss.
"You have drained the residual poisonous water. With your self-healing ability, it will not be difficult to restore your skin. What about the mask?" Gallon said calmly.
Dam hurriedly took out a mask from under the cloak. Unlike the other masks, this mask was exactly the same as the one worn by Garen, but there were still some fine silk tentacles on the edge of it, like living things , These shreds of meat are still wriggling automatically.
After receiving the mask, Garen immediately felt a surge of potential energy pouring into his body from the mask. At the same time, Tu Lan and Dam who were present both vaguely heard the wailing sound from the mask, as if they were afraid of Garon, the fleshy tentacles on the edge of the mask struggled frantically, trying to get out of Garon's hands, but to no avail. Soon, the mask's wailing became weaker and smaller, and finally became inaudible.
And the fleshy tentacles on the side of the mask also fell to the ground with a snap, turning into puddles of black ash-like things, which was very weird.
Garen put away the mask, still able to feel the enormous potential of the mask pouring into his body.
"Thank you for your hard work, as a reward for this mission." Garen stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped Dam's right shoulder.
Boom!
Damu felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he stood there motionless, as if in a daze.
Garen turned around and left the hall with Tu Lan. The latter had a completely bewildered expression, and she didn't understand what happened at all. Whether it's a weird mask change, or Dum's sudden change.
The finger that Garen pointed out is the vitality stored in his killing hand. This kind of life force can help the innate origin of a powerful life, and can also help improve physical fitness. For Garen Naturally, it is not very useful for a pervert whose body is already so powerful.
But for Dam, they simply have strong boxing power, and their physical fitness has not yet reached the limit. This vitality can help Dam speed up his secret martial arts practice and further improve his boxing skills. It can also quickly help heal the wound when it is severely injured, so as not to damage the vitality.
But for Damm, the biggest effect of this vitality is to make it possible for him to surpass Hosimann.
"Keep searching until all twelve masks are found, and I will teach you the truly tyrannical secret method that can maximize your strength." Garen transmitted a voice to Dam's ear before leaving.
The latter bowed his head deeply.
For Garen, he has a lot of secrets. From his understanding, it is not difficult to create one of his own, just like the projection secret.
Both Damm's Death Water Bird Fist and Hosiman's Extinct Water Bird Fist gradually walked out of the most suitable path for them. Also developed different original boxing mysteries. The actual power and strength of the two are about the same. If you add the tyrannical secret method that Garen tailor-made for one of them, the balance of power will be strongly tilted.
After leaving the golden hall, Garen sent Tu Lan back to rest, and walked towards the special secret room by himself.
The secret room was pitch black with no lights, but Garen could still see it as day.
He walked up to an isolated circular safe placed in the center, grabbed a thick ring in the center of the safe with one hand, and lifted it up, and a half-meter-thick cylinder was lifted in the middle.
The middle of the cylinder is hollow, and there are a stack of masks inside, as well as the dragon head coin left by Nadia. The strange thing is that the coin usually appears to swim in a dragon shape, but now it is completely silent.
Garen frowned slightly. The weight of the cylinder was about one ton. For ordinary people, such a weight was an insurance protection in itself. If you can't lift it up, let alone remove the round safe fixed on the ground, that one is heavier.
"Be careful, I feel a little bad" Black Sass hadn't spoken for a long time, and now he suddenly spoke.
"I understand." Garen nodded. A vague sense of crisis wrapped around him like a cobweb.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Garen stopped thinking about other things, but prepared to focus on absorbing the potential of the sixth mask first.
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In a deep underground hole somewhere far away near the North Pole
In a dark cave.
A pale and beautiful woman was quietly leaning against the inner wall of the cave. She was covered in white gauze and leaned against the stone wall. Her hair is very long, as white as snow, long dragging on the ground, scattered everywhere.
Almost half of the entire cave floor was covered by her snow-white long hair, like a fine plush carpet.
Each strand of white hair is tens of meters long, and in the cave, it actually emits white fluorescence faintly and spontaneously, giving people a sense of tranquility and purity.
The long hair covered the woman's body, making it impossible to know whether she was sitting or lying on the side of the cave wall.
"Mother of Lions, what is the purpose of inviting us here?" Suddenly, a group of red blood cells slowly floated out of nowhere in the air next to the woman, and a clear man's voice came from inside.
Soon, two other groups of blood cells slowly emerged, floating in the air at two other angles.
"Hongyue, you are still alive!" A woman's voice came from another ball of blood, and she seemed to be speaking to the last ball of blood.
A trace of heavy sadness appeared on the white-haired woman's face.
"I also invited Your Excellency Pale, but now it seems that he will not come."
"The reconciliation between the two parties, whether it comes or not is the will of the leader. You can just say what you have to say." A low-pitched male voice came from the last ball of blood.
The Lion Mother nodded.
"I don't know if you have heard of the legend of the Sleepless Face?"
"The legend of the mysterious mask passed down by mortals? I know something about it." The voice of the first blood cell responded.
"I heard it a little bit." A female voice came from the blood cell.
The Lion Mother nodded again.
"Actually, the Sleepless Face is related to a very secret secret. A secret about immortality"
(end of this chapter)