Bam!
Garon's fist hit the yellow Totem Light again, and at the same time, a strong force pressed down on the yellow light film.
The two of them were in the alley, Garon's tall and strong body was constantly circling around his opponent, and every time he attacked, he would just avoid the leopard's attack.
In the alley between the white buildings, a grey shadow was circling around the white-robed man at high speed, and from time to time, there was a dull sound of collision.
The leopard couldn't keep up with Garon's speed at all, and could only roar and pounce in vain. Its claws left deep claw marks on the surrounding walls.
As the leopard couldn't keep up with Garon, its own tactics couldn't do anything to him either. Wayne felt a faint sense of uneasiness.
"What are you trying to do!?" He shouted loudly.
Garon's expression didn't change, and he gently pressed his palms up again.
His palms and the yellow light film suddenly came into contact, and a huge wave of air was squeezed out, blowing the surrounding sand and dust into the air, and Garon's clothes flew backwards.
He took a step back, and turned around with a spinning hand.
Bam!
His hand blade hit the same spot on the light film.
"West Phoenix!"
Garon put his palms together, and suddenly stabbed forward.
Screech!!
A pair of giant bird wings suddenly appeared on both sides of his body, transparent and formless, and together with his hands, they stabbed forward. The crisp sound of a phoenix was constantly heard.
Crack!
Finally, a crack appeared on the yellow Totem Light. Following that, the crack enlarged and spread, and circles of ripples appeared from the bottom of the crack.
"No!! How is this possible!?? " Wayne's face was filled with fear, and he wanted to turn around and run, but a grey shadow flashed in front of him, and Garon blocked his way again.
With a thud, he fell to the ground, and stared at Garon with his eyes wide open.
"You actually …!"
Crash!
The yellow Totem Light suddenly shattered, and made a crisp sound like glass, and countless yellow light pieces scattered.
Like a cracked raw egg, after the hard shell on the surface cracked, a large amount of yellow fluorescent light gushed out, and flowed to the ground like liquid, and soon became transparent and faded, and completely disappeared.
Garen looked at this scene with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"No wonder my attacks were useless. First, it used the hard shell to resist, and then the vibrations were buffered by the liquid … What a strange structure. Just like the structure of an egg. "
"Don't kill me … Don't kill me!!" Winnie crawled up in fear and ran towards the alley. At this moment, the leopard nimbly blocked in front of Garon, growling angrily.
Without even looking at the leopard, Garon flicked his finger.
Chi!
A white gas shot out and pierced into the back of Wayne's head. Blood splattered everywhere.
The leopard suddenly collapsed, turning into a pool of silver liquid.
"Thirteen punches." Garon muttered in a low voice. "With my strength, it would take thirteen punches to break a Form 1 Totem Light …"
His power was gradually returning to the peak of his previous life, and his strength was close to the peak when he fought Sylphan. With such strength, a single punch from him would be able to smash through a tank. If the cannonball hit the body, it would at most cause some damage to the Vitality. Only a high intensity bomb could hurt him.
But with such strength, it would take him thirteen continuous punches to break through a Form 1 Totem User's defense. And if he didn't know Tactics himself, he wouldn't have been able to avoid such an attack.
Garon estimated the time. It took him a full two to three minutes. And his opponent was just a small fry in this world, and wouldn't even be considered a small fry in the later stages.
He suddenly thought of something, and looked at the attribute pane at the bottom of his vision. The diluted potential had increased a little, and was now at 1512%. Which was 15 points. It had gone from 14 points to 15 points, and had finally reached 15 points.
"In other words, a Form 1 Totem User like this would only get 20-30% of his potential. Killing a Form 2 Totem User is much more than this. "
Garon frowned, walked over, and searched Wayne's body. He pulled out a black leather purse and a small black notebook.
He opened the purse and looked inside. There were thick stacks of silver rumbs mixed with another type of green paper money. This green paper money was called Tara, which was also the small amount of change in circulation in this country.
Garon was too lazy to look at the Tara, and took out the silver rumbs and counted them. There was about fifty to sixty thousand, and there was a passbook at the bottom. But without the password, Garon couldn't withdraw the money.
Putting the notebook and money into his own pocket, Garon tore off one of Wayne's ears, shook off the blood, and wrapped it in a black cloth. He then picked up the black board on the ground, and turned to leave.
Walking along the alley for a distance, Garon soon heard a woman's scream from behind. It must have been someone who found the body after removing the isolation of the war dungeon.
In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that used silver couldn't be used again, Garon, who was so poor now, probably wouldn't even let go of the silver liquid from the totem.
He tossed the purse in his hand, and walked towards the War Guild.
*****
Ten days later …
Garon sat quietly in the War Guild's hall under the dim yellow light.
He held a cup of ale in his hand, and took a sip from it from time to time, while scanning the others in the hall.
In these ten days, he had accepted a total of five hunting missions. Including the reward from killing Wayne the first time, he had earned a total of six hundred and forty thousand silver rumbs. It was very impressive.
The opponents of these five missions were all form 1 totem users.
Garon was very clear about his own situation. Because of the uniqueness of his secret technique and aura, his strength had surpassed the masters of this world, and had reached the level of a form 1 Luminarist.
He gently touched the scar on the left side of his neck, which was left behind by his second target. That guy was also a person who knew tactics, and his tactics were very mysterious. He could activate it with just a few syllables. At that moment, Garon was caught off guard, and took a hard hit.
But obviously, the Divine Statue Technique still had some effect. Garen, who had taken the hit head-on, was actually not split into two. Instead, Bo rushed up with blood flowing from his neck, and the opponent looked as if he had seen a ghost. In a fierce battle, Garon finally used his higher speed to exhaust his opponent to death.
Garon touched the scar on his neck, and with the strength of his totem light, the injury was very difficult to heal. Even with the recovery speed of his Divine Statue Technique, it still took him two days to recover.
He had seen so many form 1 totem users, and had some understanding.
Among the form 1 totem users, there were different levels. After Garen suffered a loss, he tried his best to get some information from the other Hunting Dogs around him.
Most form 1 totem users were divided into two types.
The first type was the normal totem users, who knew nothing, and could only rely on their totems and some basic tactics to fight. The difference in strength was largely dependent on the strength of their totems, and their strategies.
The second type was the guy Garon met yesterday. A totem user with special talent.
The form 1 totem user called Jadeira, whose totem was a very popular white-headed black eagle. Strangely, Jadeira himself seemed to have a totem ability, which was super vision.
From afar, he saw Garon approaching, and then he slyly hid in the crowd.
This type of totem user with special talent had a lot of value in nurturing, and their potential was shocking. Jadeira had two master level fighters around him, protecting him 24 hours a day.
In an extremely short period of time, another three form 1 totem users approached Garon.
Helpless, Garon could only retreat. He gave up on this mission.
He knew the upper limit of his strength.
He could deal with one form 1 totem user one on one, but if he had to deal with more than one, he would not be able to do it.
To him, the biggest threat was the tactics mastered by the totem users. Although not all totem users had mastered the Tactics, the totem users of the Obscuro Society obviously had mastered them.
Tactics that were useless against totems, but were effective against master level fighters. It was the difference between totem light and normal attacks.
Garon clearly understood his current level. Which was the level of a form 1 totem user.
"Five hundred and forty thousand … Including the previous one, it should be about there … I already have 16 potential points. At this stage, it should be about time for Goth to explode. "
Garon stood up, and looked around.
Recently, there had been a sudden increase in missions, and the originally crowded hall had gradually thinned out. The bald man who chatted with him the day before yesterday was nowhere to be seen.
There were also the two hunting hounds that he had asked for information, and their war numbers were also written on the blackboard. Obviously, they had also died in the previous mission.
Another totem user that had cooperated with Garon before, who had joined in the previous batch, had also disappeared and was killed.
"The war is getting closer … In about ten days, the chaos will spread, and then I will be able to earn a lot of money from the things I have accumulated. In addition to the more or less gains from this period of time, I should be able to find information on the high level totems of the Obscuro Society in the chaos. Of course, everything will have to start after Goth really unleashes his power. "Garon understood. "It's time to go see Goth and the others."
Goth was a typical hero who achieved through talent and hard work. He stubbornly dove into the Blackfield Bird, ignoring everything else, and constantly researching everything about the Blackfield Bird. In addition to his sudden outburst of excellent talent, he broke through countless thresholds. In the end, he reached a height that others could not imagine.
Garon's goal was a crucial battle that Goth had unleashed.
In that battle, they had destroyed one of the Obscuro Society's totem processing societies. What was originally a simple investigation mission had once again become a highly dangerous confrontation mission.
What Garon wanted was the large number of unactivated totems with the Phantom Light totem power that had been detonated. According to the images in his memory, most of these Phantom Light totems were ordinary, but there were still some high level totems. There was even a unit factory that had not been completely destroyed.
If he could successfully obtain it, for Garon, it would definitely be a huge leap and upgrade.
Then, he would use the money and resources in his hands to complete the known knowledge inheritance. He would choose a successful core totem, and finally use potential points to upgrade it. This was the series of plans that Garon had long set in his mind.
After sorting out a series of thoughts in his mind, Garon strode out of the hall, putting on a cheap grey robe to hide the scar on his neck.
Next, it was time to participate in this mission that had both danger and opportunity.
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