Garon and Miss Si Lan sprinted all the way, following the faint sounds of fighting and searching the area.
After searching for four times, they killed many of the Clown King's men, but they didn't find Dale Quicksilver. After running for a few hundred meters, they finally heard a low roar coming from the fog ahead.
Garon and Miss Si Lan quickly approached and saw the White Eagle and a clown in red fighting intensely.
The White Eagle held a long white sword with black runes on it. His veins were bulging on his face, making him look ferocious. But he was still being suppressed by the clown in red.
Dale Quicksilver aimed his gun at the two, but he didn't know how to shoot. The two moved too fast and switched positions too quickly, making it hard to aim.
The White Eagle and the clown were both speed types. The white sword and the red clown's claws intertwined and spun. There was only the sound of wind, but no sound of collision.
Whoosh! A wound appeared on the White Eagle's right arm, but his eyes were bloodshot and he didn't care.
"Mr. Kelly!" Seeing the White Eagle in danger, Miss Si Lan looked at the White Eagle. She looked at Garon anxiously.
Garen nodded. With a stomp of his foot, he instantly rushed between the two of them. He stretched out his arms and attacked both of them at the same time.
Bang bang!!
The White Eagle and the clown were both pushed back.
When the clown saw Garen, he turned around and ran without a word.
Garon squinted his eyes and reached for the clown's head. His five fingers were like lightning, and only a white shadow could be seen.
"Who asked you to be a busybody!!!"
Suddenly, he felt a sharp sense of danger from behind him. The White Eagle's angry roar came from behind.
The White Eagle held his sword with both hands, his eyes bloodshot with hatred. The white rune sword emitted an unprecedented sharp aura and stabbed towards Garon's back.
The White Eagle didn't expect to meet the murderer of his parents after more than ten years on the island again! The red-clothed clown's true identity was the murderer who had killed his entire family! Although he was suppressed before, he had been preparing his strongest attack. He didn't expect to be interrupted by Garon, so he had no choice but to release his attack early.
The clown in red unwillingly put away a small round ball in his hand. This was a tool specially made to counter the rune sword. He had been waiting for the White Eagle to release his rune sword. This thing could reflect all the power of the rune sword.
"Damn it! If it wasn't for this bastard!! "He glared at Garon unwillingly. "Just a little bit more and I would've killed the White Eagle!"
Now that he saw the White Eagle thrusting his sword towards Garen, he instantly gloated.
The White Eagle's rune sword pierced through Garon's back. The runes on the rune sword gave off a dark light, giving off a creepy vibe.
Unlike Flamingo's, the White Eagle's Rune Sword's strongest point was its sharpness. It could pierce through anything and cut through anything.
This was the first time Garen felt a sense of danger. Ever since he had mastered the Divine Statue Technique, he had never felt this way again.
"Ten Thousand Creations!!"
Both of Garen's arms shook and an invisible shockwave exploded in the air.
Boom!
A circle of transparent air ripples spread out from his arms.
The ripple spread out and hit the White Eagle and the clown. The two of them flew out at the same time, landing heavily on the ground and sliding far away.
Garon squeezed the muscles on his back. The small wound caused by the sword quickly closed and disappeared.
He turned around and looked at the White Eagle lying on the ground.
"What are you doing! Mr. Kelly saved you, and you stabbed him! "Si Lan quickly ran over to help the White Eagle up. The veins on the White Eagle's face slowly disappeared.
He spat out a mouthful of blood. His spirit was weakened.
"You're not even a Grandmaster of Combat, yet you dare to come to Smoke Island." Garon shook his head, speechless. "You guys sure have guts."
"I …!" The White Eagle stabbed Garon out of impulse. He didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry … I was affected by the sword again."
Garon shook his head and ignored him. He turned around and looked at Dale Quicksilver who was walking towards him.
Dale Quicksilver seemed to recognize him. He put away his gun and walked over with a bitter smile.
"Mr. Kelly, I didn't expect to meet under these circumstances."
"Yeah, I didn't expect it either." Garon shrugged. "You guys came to the island for the Black Smoke Pot?"
"Of course not, we know our limits." Dale Quicksilver said helplessly. "Although it's a bit presumptuous, I still hope you can help us. To be honest, my daughter and the White Eagle's son were kidnapped to this island. We haven't found them yet … "
"You want me to help you find the two children?"
"If you need anything from us, just let us know." Dale Quicksilver promised without hesitation.
Garen hesitated for a moment. Dale Quicksilver was an old acquaintance, so helping him out wasn't a big deal. But the timing …
Miss Si Lan also used a rope to tie up the unconscious red clown. She walked over and interrupted, "The one who kidnapped the two children is the Clown King. Just like Mr. Kelly, we also need to find the Clown King. So our goal is the same. "
"I see …" Dale Quicksilver's eyebrows relaxed. "What do you think?"
Garon pondered for a moment.
"I can't stay here for too long. If we can't solve this by tomorrow, we have to give up."
Dale Quicksilver lowered his head and pondered for a moment. Then he raised his head. "Give me three hours. I will catch the Clown King completely."
"Oh?" Garon looked at him in surprise. "Are you sure?"
"Of course!"
Garen did not say anything else. He led the group of detectives back to where they came from and brought along the clown in red who was knocked out. Along the way, the White Eagle gritted his teeth and wanted to kill the clown, but he held himself back.
In the center of the stone statue forest, there was a huge oval black stone ground. In the middle of it was the tallest black stone statue.
The stone statue was more than ten meters tall. It had a fat head, big ears, and a kind face. It was hard to tell if it was a man or a woman. White smoke kept coming out of its nostrils, ears, and mouth. Wisps of smoke lingered around the statue, giving it a peaceful and mysterious feeling.
At this time, the three generals of Weisman and the werewolf leader Bettega had already gathered under the stone statue. They sat down and rested, as if they were going to wait until tomorrow.
Andrela and the King of Nightmares stood beside the three generals. When they saw Garon walking over with a group of people, they automatically made space for him.
Garon didn't say anything. He brought Dale Quicksilver and the others over and sat down cross-legged. He didn't care about anything else. Only Dale Quicksilver and Miss Si Lan were quiet. They started to wander around the area.
Some of the surrounding forces had already left. Only a few people who were unwilling to give up and wanted to try their luck were left. Dale Quicksilver went over and used Garon's name to talk to them. He didn't get the information, but he had a direct understanding of Garon's strength.
Dale Quicksilver tried his best to calm down and hide the shock in his heart.
"The second Divine General of the Southern Sky Holy Fist Gate … the leader of the White Cloud Gate, Garon?! This Kelly hid too much from us … "
"What is a Divine General? What level is it? " Miss Si Lan didn't know about this. Even the expert and the White Eagle were curious. They all looked at the detective. They were not part of this circle, so they did not know how powerful Garen's title was.
"Is he as strong as the Golden Hoop?" The White Eagle thought for a while and asked.
Dale Quicksilver didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "He is the strongest leader in the history of the Golden Hoop. The White Cloud Gate under Garon is so strong that even the Federal Government has to pay attention to it. They even gave him a province in disguise! Do you think he's strong? "
Hiss …
Miss Si Lan, the White Eagle, and the others finally understood the meaning of Garon's Divine General.
"Then, will he …?" The White Eagle asked worriedly in a low voice. "There are too many people who want this sword of mine …"
"If he wants to deal with us, it would be as easy as crushing an ant … Your sword may be strong, but I don't think Garon will care about it. You saw that when he saw the runes on your sword, he didn't look surprised. That means he has seen something similar before. " Dale Quicksilver analyzed. "Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's focus on finding the Clown King first."
"Isn't three hours too short?" Miss Si Lan asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, I already have an idea." Dale Quicksilver answered confidently.
Garon sat cross-legged at the foot of the largest statue. He quietly watched Dale Quicksilver and the others walk around the field, occasionally squatting down to check for traces.
"Do you really believe they can catch the Clown King?" King of Nightmares asked in boredom. "I hypnotized those clowns, but I didn't get any clues."
"Let's give it a try. We don't need to spend any effort anyway. It's always good to have help." Garon said lightly.
"Then when do you plan to get the key?" King of Nightmares asked. "The key in the Wolf Clan's hands is much easier than the three generals'. As long as we want it, it will be very easy. "
"No rush. Let's get rid of the Clown King first. "Garon answered calmly. "Between the Southern and Northern regions, only one side has the right to use the Black Smoke Pot. In the end, they will have to fight. Even if they have the key and are killed by the Northern people, it will be meaningless. In the end, there will only be one person who can get the Black Smoke Pot. "
"The effect of breaking through the limit … I didn't want to at first, but now I want to fight for it." Andrela said softly.
The three of them stopped talking and sat quietly on the ground.
The white fog around them gradually dimmed. The sky was getting darker, and the fog was getting thicker.
Someone tried to light a torch, but it was soaked by the thick humidity and couldn't be lit at all. They had to give up. The temperature was getting colder, and some of the weaker people couldn't stand it anymore.
Dale Quicksilver walked around for a while, and stopped moving. He walked to a quiet place and rubbed his chin, deep in thought.
Garon didn't care about him. He only wanted the result. As for the process, it didn't matter. His attention was now on the white rune sword in the White Eagle's hand.
The power of the sword was shocking. Even though it could only barely pierce his skin, it was already more terrifying than Flamingo's sword. But it looked like the area of effect attack wasn't as good as Flamingo's.
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