After an unknown amount of time, the sun was completely bright. Garen was closing in on him step by step. Even with his increased speed, he was still slightly faster than Duskdune Shura who was using his secret technique. The two of them finally stopped at a cliff.
At this point, the two of them were already far away from their original spot.
The cliff was high and protruding, the walls were white and the surface was dark green. The dark green was filled with dense pine trees.
The two of them stood on the rocky ground between a few scattered pine trees.
Duskdune Shura stood at the top of the cliff, Garon was at a disadvantage.
"Not running anymore?"
Duskdune Shura wiped the dried blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Do you want the Blood of Immortality?"
Garon was slightly stunned.
Duskdune Shura smiled and continued.
"You and I are both at the peak of Body Hardening Technique. In this world, there are only a few people at the peak of Body Hardening Technique. Why do you have to chase after me? "
"You almost killed my friend's family, and almost killed me. That's the reason. "Garon shook his head and explained. "There was no enmity between us. If we were in a different place, maybe we could even be friends. Unfortunately … "
"Yes … unfortunately …" Duskdune Shura sighed. Raising his arms, his hands were full of scalded blisters, the effect of Red Jade Palm. "Have you seen Palosa?"
"Why?"
"You now are just like him back then." Duskdune Shura seemed to recall the past. "Back then, before Palosa became a Fist Technique Saint, he was just like you, invincible among the younger generation. Even compared to the older generation of Grandmasters of Combat, he was not inferior. Unfortunately … "
"Unfortunately what?" Garon stared at him calmly.
"Unfortunately you don't have his grandeur."
Garon narrowed his eyes.
"Are you indirectly accusing me of taking advantage of you? Of course I have to seize the opportunity. Isn't this human nature? "
"You can't surpass him in the end." Duskdune Shura smiled faintly. With a tap of his foot, he suddenly jumped back and landed on the edge of the cliff.
"Seizing the opportunity to achieve your goal is natural. Otherwise, you wouldn't have fallen to this point. "Garon stepped closer, walking up. "That person just now was your friend right? Once I'm done with you, I'll immediately get him to accompany you. "
"You still don't understand." Duskdune Shura shook his head slowly. "This is the difference between you two."
He looked up at the blue sky.
"Undefeated and invincible. As long as he was still alive, no one was his match. Even before and after time, they stood at the peak of the era. I look forward to our next meeting. "
He smiled faintly and actually fell backwards, falling off the cliff.
Garon was shocked. He quickly rushed over and looked down.
On the cliff where Duskdune Shura had landed, there was a protruding black blade stuck deep into the ground. Duskdune Shura gripped the hilt of the blade with both hands and slid it all the way down, leaving behind a deep cut.
Further down, another black saber was stuck in the broken wall. Going back and forth, he quickly reached the bottom of the cliff that was several hundred meters high. There were two black horses waiting for him at the bottom.
A black-cloaked figure rode steadily on one of the horses and looked up at Garon.
From afar, Garon saw the other party's face.
It was a beautiful woman's face. One of her eyes was covered with a white eyepatch.
"Third Royal General Charlotte …" Garon mumbled. "That was you in the forest just now. Too bad, you're too late. With such heavy injuries, how much can Duskdune Shura recover at his age? "
Duskdune Shura was poisoned by his Red Jade Palm, adding to his injuries. After chasing for so long, he didn't have time to recover. At his age, his body was definitely damaged.
Knowing that the chase was hopeless, Garon turned around and ran back in the direction he came from.
He had to quickly rescue Celine, Su Lin and the others. Even though the werewolves' main target wasn't them, but Flamingo. But in that kind of numbers, it was hard to avoid accidental injuries.
Going back the way he came, Garon reached out and touched the Golden Sword Throne in his pocket. This pencil-sized thing didn't suffer any damage in the battle just now. He also paid attention to protect it so that it didn't suffer any heavy damage.
An endless stream of cool air flowed into Garon's mind.
As he ran back, he kept looking at the dark red attribute pane at the bottom of his vision.
His potential was slowly but surely increasing. Although it wasn't as fast as the one-time release of the Antique of Tragedy, it wasn't slow.
After the fierce battle with Duskdune Shura, his potential had already exceeded 200%.
'Strength 2.66. Agility 1.82. Vitality 2.15. Intelligence 1.53. Potential 214%. '
"Even the heavily injured Duskdune Shura couldn't hold him back. Looks like my strength is still far from enough. I wonder how strong Duskdune Shura and the others were at their peak. As expected of the man who stood at the peak of his generation. "Garon still felt a little regretful.
"Should I increase my attributes first, or upgrade my secret techniques first?" He was hesitant. Currently, he had mastered two secret techniques, the Mammoth Secret Technique and the Red Jade Palm. The rest of the secret techniques had been combined to enhance their effects.
"Currently, the Red Jade Palm can be used as a sneak attack. It can barely hurt Duskdune Shura, but the injuries it causes are not serious. It can be used as an additional effect in normal combat techniques. If I can upgrade the effects of the Red Jade Palm … it should be much stronger than the Mammoth Secret Technique. But the later techniques are all with Celine. If she finds out that I've mastered the Red Jade Palm so quickly, I might be in trouble. "
Garon was still hesitant.
He felt the endless stream of potential from the Golden Sword Throne.
"Forget it, I should stabilize my injuries first. Previously, I was blocked twice by Duskdune Shura's Seven Dragon Gate. I also suffered some internal injuries in the end. "
He immediately focused his gaze on the Vitality pane.
The 0.3 Vitality quickly increased, from 2.15 to 2.45.
He suddenly felt his whole body go numb. His muscles and bones started to itch. Streams of cool air flowed out of his head and flowed through his body. It felt as comfortable as soaking in cold water on a hot day. The internal injuries from the previous palm fight also quickly became unusually comfortable.
"There's still one more attribute." Garon felt the increasing potential aura. He hesitated for a while and decided not to use it.
Adding attributes was equivalent to increasing the overall potential of the body over a long period of time. After a long period of time, the body would become stronger and stronger. Even in the normal state, the body would be unusually strong.
On the other hand, adding skills to Secret Techniques could take effect in a short period of time and immediately increase one's strength. However, the power of Secret Techniques was limited. It would be difficult to increase it in the future. At most, it could be combined to strengthen the effect. In reality, the power was fixed. Once the Secret Techniques were not used, the body itself would not be that strong.
More importantly, if one's attributes were strong enough, any Secret Technique they practiced would be far stronger than the average martial artist who practiced it. This was because the foundation was strong enough. Attributes were suitable for any Secret Technique or combat technique.
While the improvement of Secret Techniques might improve the body's quality, it was limited. The main thing was the power of the Secret Technique itself. It was just that the improvement in the early stages was greater.
One was for the long term, the other was for the present.
"Let's wait until I have more." Garon suppressed the urge to use the attributes. He continued to run through the pine forest.
Soon, the ruins of the tomb behind the abandoned village gradually appeared in the distance. Through the forest, he could see the werewolf corpses all over the ground.
The leader of the black-maned werewolves was nailed to the trunk of a large pine tree by a long silver sword, hanging in mid-air.
The scene was bloody, showing a mixture of dark red and dark green colors.
The whole grassland was almost soaked in blood. There were werewolf limbs and corpses everywhere. Some werewolves had their heads separated from their bodies and fell to the ground. Some were completely cut in half from head to toe. Some were cut in half at the waist, cut diagonally, and died in all kinds of ways.
The whole grassland was dead silent.
Garon stepped on the ground. It felt like he was stepping on a thick wet carpet. Every time his leather boots lifted, there would be a sound of water. It was the sound of the grass soaked in blood being squeezed.
The stench was extremely pungent. Garon frowned slightly. He walked through a large number of werewolf corpses to the entrance of the tomb.
The entrance of the tomb was already blocked by broken stones. It looked like it had collapsed from the inside.
"Su Lin!!"
Garon shouted loudly.
"Celine!!"
He shouted as he walked in the direction of the village house.
"Su Lin, Celine! Are you dead?! "
Soon, Garon returned to the building that the three of them were hiding in. It was dark and silent inside. He walked briskly up the stairs.
He went up to the second floor, then the third floor, and came to the room that they were hiding in.
He pushed the door open with a creak.
There were two adults and one child lying on the ground in the room. Su Lin and Celine were there. There was also the young man that he saw at the Demon Hunter's place. He seemed to be a police officer.
The three of them were lying on the ground. He didn't know if they were injured.
Garon squatted down to check. The three of them were only unconscious. There were no external injuries on their bodies. Only their clothes were a little tattered.
He was relieved that they weren't injured. He walked to the corner of the room and found a flint from the bag he brought. He piled some wooden furniture pieces together and started to make a fire.
He started the fire and poured some hot water into a metal can.
He sat quietly on the side, waiting for the three of them to wake up.
After a while, Celine was the first to moan. She slowly got up from the ground and rubbed her head with a painful expression.
The first thing she did when she got up was to check her clothes.
She was wearing the same white T-shirt and jeans as Garon, but it was tattered and full of holes.
"When did you come back?" Celine looked at Garon who was sitting on the side.
"Just now, not too long ago," Garon poured out some hot water and blew it into a paper cup, waiting for the water to cool down a little. "When one of them wakes up, we'll leave this place. The Werewolf Clan has lost so many of their people. They won't let this go. It's better not to get involved. "
He glanced at Celine's clothes and noticed a few neat cuts. "You did it?"
Celine rolled her eyes at him. "If I didn't do it, these two would've died long ago! That Flamingo with the sword was too strong … "
Her eyes were still filled with shock as she recalled it.
"That's not human swordsmanship!! Just a casual swing and a red light flew out from the sword and turned into red lines. Whatever it touched, it broke! That's terrifying. " Celine slowly touched her belt. There was an obvious burn mark on her white belt.
"This is where I blocked Flamingo's sword. Luckily, he only used this kind of swordsmanship occasionally. The rest of the time, it was normal swordsmanship. "
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