"Protect the princess!!"
A series of hoarse voices rang out from the darkness.
Suddenly, a figure burst out of the house, with a strong aura, punching towards Garon who was in mid-air. This was an extremely pure power, without any impurities.
Clang!!
Garon casually tapped the fist, and it flew out like a cannonball, exploding into a puddle of blood before it hit the ground.
"It's an Energy Machinist!! Stop him! "
"Red Web!!" An old voice rang in the air.
Layers of complex red energy barriers appeared out of thin air between the woman and Garen.
Garon stretched out his hand, as if he did not see the barriers at all. With a buzz, dozens of barriers were instantly destroyed, as if they were made of paper!
Garon's right hand passed through them easily, grabbing the woman's neck.
At this moment, a red laser beam descended from the sky with a loud bang.
Pew!!!
The huge cylindrical laser beam lit up the entire night sky, it was a terrifying beam of destruction shot out from the bottom of a huge black battleship, it was an energy cannon specially used to attack enemy battleships!! At this moment, someone was actually using it as a weapon to attack people, this level of accuracy was simply shocking!
The light beam that connected the sky and the earth crashed to the ground, everything was completely engulfed in a crimson light.
Just as the light beam fell, a loud rumble sounded.
A beam of light that was even more terrifying than the red laser beam shot up to the sky, hitting the black battleship hard.
The battleship seemed to have been stabbed in the abdomen by a red giant stick, it paused for a moment, then exploded in an instant, turning into a large number of fragments that slid to the ground.
Garon dispersed the ice mirror in his hand.
"Tsk tsk, that was dangerous, I was almost hit …"
He grabbed the woman's neck with one hand, casually dragging her like a piece of merchandise, and looked towards the sky. Looking at the huge black battleship falling, many people on it frantically jumped out to escape, turning into parachutes that fell from the sky.
"Young man! Do you know the identity of the person you're holding in your hand? " An old man with a red beard appeared out of thin air in front of Garen, standing on top of the ruins. He was dressed in black, giving off a mysterious and strange feeling.
"If you dare to touch me, I'll kill your whole family!!" The woman in his hand was like a crazy trapped beast, cursing loudly and viciously.
Boom!
A cloud of cold air appeared beside Garon. It was a tall and ferocious double-headed wolf. It was Turing, who had caught up from behind. The terrifying Non-falling Light enveloped the entire courtyard. For a moment, the old man still wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he was severely suppressed by this pressure. He couldn't even make a sound. His expression immediately became extremely ugly.
"My Lord, these people actually dare to threaten the incomparably divine You. Why don't you let this subordinate eat them all and turn them into nutrients for the earth?" Turing complimented loudly as he stared at the woman in Garon's hand with greedy eyes. It was as if that was the most attractive thing to him.
"We are from the Crimson Court! Your Excellency, as a Non-falling Level powerhouse, you should know this name, right?! "The old man mustered all his strength and barely managed to speak. "Please, for the sake of the Red King …"
"Let him kill me, my father will avenge me! Let him kill! " The woman in black roared loudly, "How dare you make me so embarrassed …!"
"Crimson Court?" Garon frowned and immediately knew the other party's background. "You're biochemists?" He immediately thought of the other party's identity. The Crimson Court was the only and largest organization of biochemists. As a biochemist, it was normal for Bamente to be related to these people.
He looked at Bamente who was at the side. This person had already been scared to the point that he was paralyzed on the ground. He had a silly look on his face. A small portion of his legs had been burned by the red laser that descended from the sky just now. At this moment, he couldn't even stand up.
"Interesting … Even biochemists are participating in this grand event?" A strange smile appeared on Garon's face.
The Crimson Court was a force that would be subdued by Kling sooner or later. He did not expect to encounter them here in advance. The princess in his hand must be the future wife that Kling accidentally slept with when she became the Queen in the future. However, she was much more mature at that time and was not as immature as she was now.
"If that's the case, I'm in a difficult position …"
In order not to affect the general trend, Garon was initially prepared to kill this woman. However, he realized that he couldn't do that now. This was the future wife of the Red King. It would be bad if she was killed and affected the general trend of history.
The princess in his hand was still cursing loudly. Her voice was mixed with all sorts of unpleasant words. Her physique was immune to any energy-type suppression. Only physical attacks could deal with her.
This physique was obviously not innate. It was created by biochemists on their own.
"Since I can't kill her, then …"
Bam!!
Garon raised the princess in his hand and smashed her hard on the ground.
Cement splattered and shattered. A large number of stones were smashed and flew everywhere.
Bam bam bam!!
One after another, Garon grabbed the princess and smashed her on the hard places. He smashed her randomly.
The courtyard that was already in shambles due to the impact of the red light finally collapsed completely at this moment.
The walls were broken and collapsed. The ground was full of potholes.
"I swear!! I swear …! "Bam!!
"I must!! …" Bam!!
"Kill …" Bam!!
"You …!" Bam!!!
"Ah!!!!" Boom!!!
A large amount of gravel and soil fell around him like raindrops. The old man clenched his fists tightly in pain. However, he was suppressed by the Non-falling Light and could not move at all. He could only look on helplessly as Garon abused the princess wantonly.
Then, the sound stopped abruptly.
Everything finally quieted down.
The princess's neck was twisted strangely to one side. It was unknown if she was still alive.
However, no matter what, Garon felt that his body and mind were indeed much more comfortable now. Holding the princess who was like a tattered rag doll in his hand, he walked to the front of Bamente who was already paralyzed on the ground.
"You're … that person from back then!!?" Bamente finally recognized Garon. He pointed at him. His throat was already stuttering and he could not speak clearly.
"You've finally recognized me." Garon smiled. "I'm here to settle what happened back then."
Bamente's pupils shrank.
"No … It's none of my business … I only made a deal with them. It's none of my business!! It's Ice Dragon! It's him! It's Fila!! It's them who made a deal with me to kill you! No! … No! Don't kill me!!! Don't!! "
Crack!
Garon crushed his chest directly with his foot. It was clean and neat.
"No … It's not my … fault …!" Bamente's eyes were wide open. He died with his eyes wide open. His head was tilted to one side. Finally, he could no longer speak.
"Just like that, I'll end one." Garon exhaled. He recalled the state he was in when he was plotted against by this person in the hospital. Fila … Seventh Divine Wind General!
These two people were the real masterminds.
"Let's go, Turing."
He turned around and walked outside. The two-headed werewolf answered softly with some reluctance. However, he still followed behind Garon obediently.
"Oh right, I'll return this to you." Garon suddenly remembered that he was still carrying a person in his hand. He casually threw her to the old man. "You're welcome."
The old man hurriedly caught the princess and checked her. Although her life was not in danger, her whole body was simply too horrible to look at. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Looking at Garon's defenseless back facing him, he instinctively wanted to attack. However, he spat out a mouthful of blood the moment he moved.
"I …" He felt as if his internal organs were being cut by a knife. The pain was unbearable. It was obvious that he was plotted against unknowingly during the confrontation just now.
"Sir! I'll definitely repay you for what you did today! Do you dare to leave your name? "He gathered all his strength and shouted loudly.
No one answered him. Garon leaped away the moment he went out. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person. He was merely an Inherited Level.
*****
The snow in the sky was getting heavier.
Some places were already covered with a thick layer of snow. Walking on the ground, one's feet could sink up to the knees.
Garon and Turing stood on the cliff at the top of a mountain range. They looked down at the huge white city in the basin. This city was slightly bigger than Titan City. This was the place where Fila and the Seventh Divine Wind General lived after they defected. It was the capital of the Polar Region — Polar City.
"There are Non-falling Level powerhouses here …" Garon exclaimed. "It's also the place where the highest level of force on the Mother Planet is located."
Fila and the Seventh Divine Wind General were here.
He recalled his miserable state when his entire body was sealed by Willpower. If the Sixth Divine Wind General had not saved him, he would have been killed immediately.
"I can't wait to return this big gift from back then to you …" Garon looked down at the huge capital city. His eyes were calm and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Friend, you came to my Polar City. You didn't even inform me as the host. Isn't this a little impolite?" Suddenly, a calm male voice came from behind Garon.
Garon turned around and saw a person walking forward slowly. However, his body seemed to flash as he leaped a long distance. In a few moments, he appeared a few meters in front of him from hundreds of meters away.
This person exuded an inexplicable power. His Non-falling Light was as white as jade. It gave off a completely different feeling from Garon's coldness.
Looking at the waves on this person's body, he was also a Non-falling Level. As a Non-falling Level, he was already able to fuse his Exclusive Mech with part of his body. He could even disassemble his Mech and reassemble it to form a spatial equipment concept that was completely fused with his body.
He looked no different from an ordinary person on the surface, but in reality, he had extremely terrifying force.
"Who are you?" The moment Garon turned around, he suddenly felt the remaining Blood Bead energy in his body jump violently.
Just as the energy jumped, the other person's expression changed drastically. He looked at himself in disbelief.
"I didn't expect …" The Non-falling Light on the man's body suddenly shrunk. His entire body was inexplicably in a defenseless position.
He waved his hand and scattered a large amount of light, sealing off everything around him.
Slap.
This Non-falling Level City Master, the current ruler of the Polar Region, knelt down on one knee in front of Garon!
"Sir Messenger, you've come personally, but I didn't greet you immediately! Please forgive me!! "He said loudly and respectfully in fear and trepidation.
"Messenger?" Garon's heart skipped a beat.
His other identity was Jeros, the possessor. Now, in this Polar Region, the former leader of the White Light terrorist organization actually called him Sir …
In just an instant, all the connections were connected.
"Carthage … Chinande … What a big deal …" Looking at the Divine Light kneeling on one knee in front of him, Garon sneered in his heart.
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