Garon stood his ground, his right arm grabbing towards Sylphalan again and again. But his opponent dodged it easily.
"Trying to exhaust my strength? Too bad you've miscalculated! "He laughed coldly. The strongest part of the Divine Statue Technique was its defense and recovery. With his current recovery ability, with this level of Aura usage, it wouldn't be a problem for him to fight for tens of hours.
Sylphalan jumped backwards, landing on a street lamp, his black leather boots stepping lightly on the metal lampshade.
"It looks like …" He muttered softly, looking at Garon, his eyes filled with confusion and struggle. "It really does look like …"
"You run pretty fast!" Garon stopped moving, he understood that if Sylphalan didn't want to fight him head on, they wouldn't be able to hold him back. At this level, no matter who it was, they were all extremely difficult to kill. Just like Duskdune Shura back then, even if he was heavily injured, he could still escape safely. Not to mention Sylphalan, who was perfectly fine now. Any peak master who could survive until now, all of them had all sorts of powerful life-saving secret techniques.
"No …" Sylphalan suddenly thought of something, his eyes changing, "You're different from my brother, did you walk on my path in the end?" He suddenly laughed softly like a madman. "As expected! As expected, only I am the most correct! "
"Only I am right!!"
"Only I am!!"
Sylphalan suddenly retracted his invisible Aura, his whole body flipping backwards, using the walls of a few buildings as leverage, he quickly jumped away from here. His speed was so fast that even Garon couldn't catch up, in the blink of an eye, he saw Sylphalan disappear into the street far away. His figure had a kind of erratic and uncertain feeling, as if it made people unable to determine where he would move in the next moment.
Garon looked at Sylphalan from afar, feeling a little frustrated. He finally met Sylphalan head on, but in the end there was no result! He did get the Argent Mirror, but that was only the second reason he came here.
He raised his hand, and the platinum statue instantly melted into countless golden streams of air, quickly fading away. Compared to the Mammoth Secret Technique, the Divine Statue Technique was at least twice as powerful, it was already equivalent to a first-rate Secret Technique.
After all, the Golden Statue Technique was a great sect that dared to challenge the Crimson Sand Sword. The Divine Statue Technique, which was a step above this foundation, naturally wouldn't be too bad.
Not far away, there was a loud bang and a violent explosion. A red shadow shot out of the flames and crashed into the glass window of a building not far away. It directly drilled into the building and disappeared.
The King of Nightmares followed closely behind, but he was still one step behind. He then leaped towards Garon with an ugly expression.
"He got away!"
At the same time, Andrela walked over from the other side with a grimace and a broken sword in his hand.
"I almost couldn't hold on. Fortunately, that guy left on his own. "
"I didn't think that even with the three of us combined, we would still be weaker than the Immortal Palace." The King of Nightmares' expression was a little ugly. "Too bad, if only Palosa was here …"
"Don't think too much about it." Garon took a deep breath and slowly adjusted his boiling Qi and blood, trying his best to relax his body. "Palosa isn't here yet, and the Immortal Palace isn't all here yet, it's still too early to determine the outcome. But to be honest, we are indeed weaker than them. "
"This is so annoying!" The King of Nightmares began to carefully clean up his wounds. In just a short moment, he was brutally stabbed in the chest by Flamingo. Looking at his face, it was obvious that he was heavily injured.
This also made Garon understand that in terms of actual strength, his side was indeed weaker than the Immortal Palace. If they really fought today, even if they could kill one or two of the Immortal Palace's people, they would have to pay a heavy price. Maybe they would all be wiped out.
This small circle that was just formed was still too weak.
"Masters of this level all have countless secret techniques to protect themselves. It's easy to defeat them, but almost impossible to kill them completely. Unless they're willing to. " Andrela shook his head, "Now that we have the mirror, the government is probably already moving their troops over. Let's retreat!"
The two of them nodded in agreement. The three of them took a few leaps and turned into three shadows, instantly disappearing into an alley.
"We're retreating too!" The old woman looked at the direction Garon left and clenched her teeth. Julie and the remaining old man nodded and took the bodies of their own people, quickly disappearing into the back of the exhibition hall.
When most of the people had left.
At the edge of the plaza, in the middle of the mess, between the stone pillars and the collapsed walls of the exhibition hall, a person suddenly appeared.
His body was covered in white dust, both of his hands were severed at the wrist. It was the Argentist Bishop from before.
"I can't believe that I, the Bishop, have to play dead under the ruins like a rat!" He clenched his teeth and said.
With two clattering sounds, the Black Snake couple came out at the same time.
"Aren't we the same? If we can't beat them, we have to hide. "The female Black Snake said with disdain," If you're so good, go fight them! "
At this point, the two sides no longer had the intention to fight. In a battle of that level, they were not much stronger than normal people. Just like what the Peacock Wood said, they were just slightly stronger ants.
"A Mirror of Secret Texts has attracted so many unknown monsters … Even the Immortal Palace is involved …" The male Black Snake frowned as he looked at the ruins of the plaza. No one knew what he was thinking.
"What are you thinking?" The female Black Snake looked at her man.
"No … Nothing."
*****
A few kilometers away from the plaza, on a field in the outskirts of the wilderness.
A black truck was parked diagonally on the side of the abandoned yellow dirt path.
With a click, Andrela, Garon, and the King of Nightmares jumped out and gathered on the empty field beside the truck.
Andrela leaned against the truck door, lightly tossing an oval silver mirror in his hand.
"This is the Argent Mirror, also known as the Mirror of Secret Texts. Now that we have it, you should know how to use it, King of Nightmares?"
His gaze fell on the King of Nightmares.
The King of Nightmares nodded. "Of course, too bad we didn't manage to injure Flamingo. I didn't think he wouldn't even fight us head on, and left as soon as he saw the situation. "
He took the mirror, and carefully touched the intricate patterns and symbols on the edges.
"Unsealing it requires some preparation time, before that, let's go check out the group that appeared out of nowhere to stop Flamingo."
"That old woman seems to know me." Garon frowned, he reached out and took the mirror from the King of Nightmares, he didn't feel any potential from it, it was obvious that this wasn't an Antique of Tragedy.
As he observed and played with the mirror, he was a little hesitant.
"Those people said there's something called the Will of the Original Core in here? What's that? "
"Never heard of it." Andrela shook his head.
The King of Nightmares also expressed that he hadn't heard of it. "That's why I said we should go see what these people have to say, they definitely know something that we don't know."
Garon touched the book pendant on his chest, it was heating up again, it was heating up without any pattern, he didn't know what was going on. "Do you know how to contact them?"
"The card says so." The King of Nightmares took the mirror again, "According to the patterns and symbols, the secret technique recorded on the Mirror of Secret Texts is a type of secret sealing technique, it can seal up Spiritual Essence during normal times, and release it at a critical moment to achieve a sudden effect. But according to the information, the Immortal Palace has found some antiques before, but I've never heard of any Will of the Original Core. " He paused, "How about this, let's go see what they have to say, with the three of our strength, we don't have to worry about anything."
"Perhaps I have guessed the identity of those people …" Garen finally found a scene that he had almost forgotten from his dusty memories.
In the old man's Dolphin Antique Shop, he saw an old woman enter the shop that day, that woman's appearance and figure was very similar to the old woman he saw today.
He suddenly had a feeling that he might be able to find Sylphalan's whereabouts soon.
*****
At night.
Following the address given by Julie, the three of them quickly found a secluded little forest on the outskirts of the city.
In the middle of the forest was an abandoned deep well, it was the entrance recorded on the card.
The three of them were a little hesitant at first, but when they saw a faint light at the bottom of the well, a young man in black clothes climbed up from the well.
"Please follow me. Master is waiting for you down there. "The young man respectfully said to the three of them in a low voice.
The three of them did feel that there was a lot of movement down there, there was even the clear sound of music.
They followed the young man down the well, and from the left side of the well, they entered a tunnel that was as tall as a person. The three of them quickly entered a wide underground stone room.
The grayish-brown walls were square stone bricks, they looked quite old. There was a black piano in the corner, a girl in black clothes was sitting in front of the piano, gently playing an unknown tune.
This girl was the Julie that appeared during the day.
The soothing music slowly stopped as Garon and the others arrived.
"Master, they're here." Julie stood up and said to the other corner of the stone room.
The three of them only then noticed that there was an old woman sitting on a black rattan chair in the corner, her aura was barely discernible, she had managed to fool their senses from the beginning.
This old woman was the heavily injured old woman from the day.
"There's something here that makes me feel uncomfortable." The King of Nightmares frowned and said in a low voice. He sniffled, and pulled out a white silk handkerchief to cover his nose.
"Your senses are very sharp." The old woman smiled and nodded, "I still haven't thanked the three of you for your help during the day, if it wasn't for the three of you, our branch would have suffered heavy casualties today."
"Two old people died, it's not considered heavy casualties?" Andrela asked back.
"No." The old woman nodded. "Those two were just telekinesis substitutes, the original person has already recovered a little, and went to a secret place to recover. Being heavily injured once isn't a bad thing. "
"Substitutes? Being heavily injured once isn't a bad thing? "Garon repeated her words," It seems telekinesis is more interesting than I thought. "
"The three of you, please sit down and talk."
The old woman asked Julie to bring three cups of coffee.
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