On top of the white snow mountain, Garon flew at high speed towards the outskirts of the snow mountain. He was recalling the instincts and feelings he had when he was flying around aimlessly. He was trying to find that place that was like a paradise.
The two Suffering Knights who were chasing after him were completely enraged by him. They tried to separate and surround Garon multiple times to chase him in one direction. However, Garon ignored them completely. He was not slower than them and flew according to his own thoughts.
While flying, he vaguely noticed that some of the Giant Iguana Elders who occasionally passed by on the ground were very respectful towards the Suffering Knights. It seemed like they were in cahoots. He did not dare to continue flying deeper into the snow mountain. Instead, he flew towards the outskirts.
The sky gradually darkened as night fell. The three of them were still flying at high speed in the sky. The mountain range below seemed to be endless. They had no idea where they had flown to.
Slowly, Garon suddenly felt that the mountain range started to fill with large snowflakes. The snowflakes were blown around by the strong wind.
A tornado-like blizzard began to take shape.
Garen plunged headfirst into the snowstorm that had yet to fully form. Suddenly, he felt a sense of familiarity rushing towards him.
"This is it!" He was slightly delighted. The last time he was chased by the Suffering Knight for a few days, so he was very familiar with this kind of blizzard that lasted for a few days.
He was able to fight a protracted battle with the Suffering Knight last time. This time, his speed was more than twice as fast, so it was naturally easier. However, Garon did not want to lose the Suffering Knights behind him. He even slowed down occasionally to keep up with the two of them so that they would not lose track of him.
"Damn it! Where is this guy running to?! This is a blizzard! We'll be dragged to a place that's not worth our while! "The Suffering Knight with the knight spear could not help but curse.
"I feel like he's dragging us along." The Suffering Knight with the sword calmed down and said in a low voice, "Find a way to inform the Lord. Maybe he's planning to lure us to the powerful existence behind him. Last time … Didn't he do that? "
"Be careful."
"If necessary, I'll use what the Lord gave me … Don't worry."
*****
The more Garon flew, the more familiar it felt to him. Last time, it was the same. He could not see anything in front of him, only endless white snow. If not for the gravity pulling his body down, Garon probably would not even be able to tell if he was going up or down.
But he was familiar with this feeling.
"How mysterious …" Garon's Soul Ring felt a vibration that he had never felt before. It was a subtle vibration that felt as if the surrounding space and time were trembling.
He tried his best to speed up and fly forward while resisting the force of the blizzard while paying attention to the two Suffering Knights behind him.
Unknowingly, two days had passed.
Garon actually didn't know how long he had been flying. He only estimated that it had been about two days and two nights. However, the wind and snow seemed to have no end at all as it continued to blow relentlessly.
Right now, he only felt that he was getting closer and closer to the eye of the storm.
Finally, the pulling force of the wind and snow grew stronger and stronger. Garon flew in the direction of the greatest force.
Chi!!
All of a sudden, his vision cleared up.
Once again, he rushed out of the blizzard.
What appeared in front of him was a pure and quiet azure lake. The lake water was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the shadow of the snowy mountain on the opposite side. The sky was blue, as if he was not in the Fiery Blaze Mountain Range at all.
The air was terrifyingly pure. It was so pure that even bacteria could not survive.
Once again, Garen could feel the eeriness that was everywhere.
He looked back and saw two Suffering Knights stumbling out of the gigantic blizzard tornado that connected the sky and the earth. However, the two of them did not seem to be tired at all. They immediately returned to normal as soon as they came out.
"Undead creatures are undead creatures. They really don't know fatigue." Garon sneered. He turned his head and ignored the two of them. Instead, he flew directly towards the snowy mountain in the distance.
He began to look for the crack that he had been here the last time.
Soon, he found the crack that he had seen the last time on the side of the snowy mountain and went in through the crack.
"It's dangerous here!" The Suffering Knight with the knight's spear flew to the crack where Garon went in and whispered.
"Our connection with the master has been cut off. It's obvious that he used this trick to kill one of our companions last time." The knight with the thin sword said solemnly. "Should we chase after him?"
"Can we?" The knight with the spear asked. "I think he's baiting us. He's not in a hurry."
"Should we start setting things up here? If the master is here, he'll be able to solve the problem. "
"No, it's not wise to do that before we know the details of our opponent. It'll bring a lot of trouble to the master."
"As long as we don't go in, they can't do anything to us." The knight with the thin sword was very clear.
"You're right."
The two of them were warriors who had been through hundreds of battles when they were alive. Although part of their soul and consciousness would be damaged after they became undead, they still had a high level of alertness and quality.
They did not follow Garon into the crack. Instead, they began to fly slowly around the surroundings to observe the place.
*****
Garon flew straight down the crack.
He did not care whether the two guys behind him followed or not. Instead, he flew down with curiosity and awe.
The crack was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting darker and darker.
Soon, the crack became an abyss. The black abyss was like an endless darkness that swallowed all living things that flew in.
Garon did not care at all. He flew straight to the bottom.
He did not know how long he had been flying. It was as if there was no concept of time here. Finally, he vaguely saw a little white light at the bottom of the abyss.
"It's here!" He was happy. He sped up and flew toward the white light.
Countless black smoke with human faces finally appeared again, flying around him. Some of them were breathing, some seemed to be laughing, and some even seemed to be crying.
Garon did not care. Although the black smoke was scary, it could not hurt living things. He was not afraid.
He flew directly toward the light source. Soon, the light source's transparent ball appeared in front of him again.
"Last time, you saved my life. This time, I came back to thank you!" Garon was suspended in the air. He spoke loudly in the dragon language.
His voice traveled toward the ball. The black smoke with human faces around him scurried around like frightened fish.
There was no reply from the light source. It was silent as if there were no living things.
Garon was not in a hurry. He waited patiently.
About ten minutes had passed …
Finally, there was some movement below.
The light ball naturally became slightly translucent. A woman in a black silk dress with a waist was revealed.
Her eyes were wide open, but they gave off a feeling that they were not focused.
"Why have you come back?" The woman did not move her lips. However, her low and hoarse voice was transmitted into Garon's ears through some special means. It was also the dragon language. However, it seemed to be the ancient dragon language with some more ancient pronunciation rules.
"I saved you last time. This time, I might not be in such a good mood …" The woman's voice sounded like a man's. It was completely different from her beautiful and perfect image.
"This time, of course, I'm here to confirm what kind of being saved me last time. My name is Garon. I'm from the White Dragon Clan. I'll find a chance to repay this favor in the future!"
Garon said with a serious expression.
"I don't need you to repay me," the woman replied. "You have no way of repaying me."
"It's your business whether you accept it or not. It's also my business whether I repay you or not!" Garon said firmly. "I just want to do what I should do!"
His words were rather decisive. The woman seemed to be slightly interested. Her lifeless eyes looked at him slightly. Through the distance of hundreds of meters, her eyes were like searchlights. They instantly shot out an invisible but extremely glaring light. It was so bright that Garon's eyes turned red. He almost cried. It was as if he had been scanned by a laser.
"Interesting …" The woman's deep voice carried a hint of a smile. "Little fellow from another plane … Your soul … is a little special."
Garon was shocked. However, he immediately calmed down. Since the explosion of his Soul Ring was easily repaired by the other party, it was normal for her to be able to see through this.
"Special?" He lowered his head to avoid the other party's gaze and said sincerely. "I also know that my soul is very special. However, I have never known what exactly is so special about it."
"Anglo's Byron. The God of Potions had once created a multi-dimensional potion and released 16.54 million vials … I didn't expect to see one of the successful products here." The woman's deep voice conveyed the content that made Garon's heart tremble violently.
"God of Potions!?" He exclaimed in shock.
"Your situation is a little interesting. It has a lot of special research value. "The woman's calm and perfect face faintly revealed a hint of a smile.
"You mean that my soul's special nature is caused by the multi-dimensional potion created by the God of Potions?!!" This was the first time Garon had encountered an existence that could see the core secret source of his soul.
If the other party was not lying to him, then this woman's level of existence might be terrifyingly high …
In an instant, he thought of many things. However, in the next instant, he suppressed all the distracting thoughts. In the face of such a great existence, all of his thoughts could be monitored. Any disrespectful thoughts would be exposed like bacteria under a microscope.
"Your soul, through self-training and qualitative changes, has been raised to a certain level. I am very interested in these qualitative changes in your process. Perhaps it can have a positive effect on my cultivation. "The woman's strange male voice continued.
"You mean …?" Garon's heart trembled.
"I can make a deal with you." The woman replied in a low voice.
"A deal?"
"You have two choices." The woman said softly, "First, cooperate with me to complete the experiment until I understand the nature of your mutated soul. As a reward, I will give you the treasure that can strengthen your soul. Compared to the one you have now, it will be ten times more effective. "
"Ten times more …" Garon knew that she was talking about the Suffering Knight's core that he had picked up previously. That core had doubled the speed of his potential gain compared to before.
If there was another treasure that was ten times more effective …
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