He gently clenched his fist. Garon used his strong body control to sense it, but he didn't feel any increase in strength.
Garon looked at the attribute pane again, puzzled. Indeed, his strength had reached 6.66, and there was no change in the number. It was completely stable at this point.
He reached out and held onto a grey bench by the side of the road, and gently squeezed it.
Instantly, he felt a wave of heat quickly spread from the ring to his entire right arm. His right arm was warm, as if he was soaking in warm water.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the wood of the chair was instantly crushed into powder, exploding in the air.
Garon's pupils shrank, he didn't use much strength. He simply squeezed it lightly. He felt that the hard wood didn't exist under his hands.
"Such strong strength!" He was slightly shocked.
After hesitating, he raised his right arm, straightened his palm like a knife, and waved it forward.
Pew!
An invisible wave of air instantly flew out.
Bang!
A bronze statue in the distance was cut in half. The upper half of the statue slowly slid down, unusually smooth.
Then there was a series of clanging sounds.
This wave of air passed through countless walls, and directly stirred up a dense cloud of white dust in the distance, who knew how many things it passed through in a short time.
"Tsk tsk …" Garon couldn't help but be surprised.
He suddenly thought of the troll's mace, both of them had the same monstrous strength.
"Such strong strength, I don't know what effect it would have against totem light." Recalling the power of the troll, Garon had a vague idea.
The troll didn't seem to be affected by totem light. Its attacks also seemed to have some kind of special power, and were completely unblocked by totem light. Or rather, it should be similar to the power of totem light.
Just as he was about to find a deep swamp croc to test out his new strength, the sound of footsteps gradually came from the messy street far away. The red hat man from the hunting group, Leila, was quickly approaching.
Behind him was Angel, who was supporting a girl, and was slightly slower.
The three of them looked over from afar, the tension and vigilance on their faces were clearly visible.
Garon hesitated, and temporarily lowered his right arm, not daring to move at all. This arm was very strange. It could unleash an unparalleled amount of power, and there was no reaction force at all. If he wasn't careful, he would hurt others. He was not going to use his right hand for the time being.
He quickly walked towards the three of them.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a low voice. He looked at the girl Angel was supporting. It was actually the unconscious Vicky. "What happened?"
Angel frowned and glanced around.
"I feel that something is wrong with this city. Just now, some of the houses collapsed for no reason. I thought I heard the footsteps of some giant monster. I don't know if it was an illusion or not. Then, Vicky fainted. She seemed to have been hit by something, and her Totem Light was broken in an instant. Her core totem must have been severely damaged! "
When she said this, Garon suddenly remembered that his core totem, the black-striped white tiger, had also been destroyed. If the Totem Light was completely destroyed, the core totem would also be damaged to a certain extent.
He couldn't help but look at Vicky. This girl was also a form two totem user, but her face was pale. It was obvious that she was severely injured.
"Has it been five years?" he asked.
"It's already the sixth year." Angel quickly answered.
Garon nodded.
"That's good. Just change her core totem immediately. Totem users have been protected by Totem Light for a long time, and their body's resistance is very weak. Once they come into contact with the outside air and objects for a long time, I'm afraid that more problems will arise. She should have more than one totem right? "
Seeing Angel nod, he was relieved.
"Let's leave this place first. It's probably not safe here anymore. "Garon looked around the surrounding streets.
The entire street was filled with traces of something heavy being smashed. It was obvious that the traces of the city troll were left behind.
"We haven't finished collecting our things? Are we just going to leave like this? "Leila was a little hesitant.
"Is safety more important or your things more important?" Angel rolled her eyes at him.
"Uh … Both are important …" Leila scratched his head.
"Get lost!" Angel kicked him in the butt.
"My limited edition 43 fashion!!" Leila wailed, but Angel twisted his ear and pulled him back.
Garon brought the things they collected, and returned to the carriage outside the city with Angel and the other two. The Hunting Group's remaining black-clothed man, Ansel, was squatting beside the carriage, inspecting some rat corpses. Seeing everyone return with big and small bags. He quickly stood up, and took the initiative to help carry the things.
Lala, who was in the carriage, also got down to help place the various items.
Oil, salt, soy sauce, flour, paper towels, a change of clothes, a change of cups, cutlery. There were also some tools used by Luminarists for experiments.
All of them were moved into the third carriage.
Leila actually commanded his black beetle, and dragged a brand new luxurious silver carriage out.
"Using a form one totem insect to pull a carriage, hehe. Only a handsome totem user like me has the right to enjoy this kind of treatment."
Garon didn't say anything. It was indeed very cramped for the four members of the Hunting Group to squeeze into a small carriage. This large carriage had six wheels, six meters long, and four meters wide. It was almost like a small house. It was much more spacious for the four of them to squeeze in.
The black-clothed man, Ansel, was much more attentive. He found many spare parts for the carriage, and also many nails and a hammer for possible maintenance.
Angel and Vicky found many tools used by Luminarists and forgers, such as incubators, petri dishes, thermometers, conical bottles, and centrifuges.
"It's a pity we didn't find the unit factory, but it's good enough that we found these. After all, the unit factory involves the deepest secrets of the forgers and Luminarists. Even if we can't take it away, it will be completely destroyed. After all, it's very likely that others can crack the technology of the biological unit from it. "
"These are already very good." Garon nodded, satisfied. "With these tools, I can also conduct new research. Thank you very much. "
Angel curled her lips.
"If there's no substantial reward, then forget about it. You have one set, Ansel will have one set. Ansel's side is specialized in repairing totems. The fusion machine, repair instrument, separator, and precision instrument are all specialized. Your side is mainly used for biological research. If there's a need, you can exchange them. "
"Got it." Garon smiled. Although Reylan had left, the foundation she left behind was enough for him to use. With these tools, he could also start from the most basic experiments, and quickly progress towards his own plans.
After sorting out everything, it was already afternoon, and the sky was gradually darkening.
Everyone returned to their respective carriages. Aisley City in the evening seemed even more gloomy. There was no sign of people, no light, and it was dark and empty.
Standing outside the city, one could feel the cold air and chill that constantly emitted from the city.
Garon turned the carriage around, and let his own carriage be at the front. Lala's carriage was in the middle, and the hunting group's two carriages were at the back.
He clapped his hands, and the four carriages lined up in a row, slowly leaving Aisley City.
Sitting on the window, Garon took out the map and began to carefully examine the next route.
On the pale yellow map.
A small red dot was marked, and beside the red dot were words: Lush Forest Province's Vanderman Manor.
Garon stretched out his index finger, and lightly touched the area below the red dot on the map. After passing through a large forest, a river, and a mountain range. Finally, it stopped at the location of a city symbol.
"This is Aisley City, and we still have to pass through a mountain range, pass through the Naseweiya River, and pass through the Red Rat Forest to enter the Lush Forest Province. I just don't know what these places have become. "
Once he thought of the strange and huge city troll in the city, he felt that something was wrong. Everything seemed to have deviated from its original path. The experimental mutants and various viruses released by the Obscuro Society seemed to have triggered some unknown strange changes.
The world seemed to have become more and more mysterious.
Tch …
His index finger accidentally pierced through the map, and landed on the table below, mercilessly piercing a hole in the table.
Garon immediately reacted, and quickly pulled out his right index finger, his face showing a trace of helplessness.
He looked at the Troll Grip on his finger. This dark green ring was inconspicuous, and was tightly embedded on his ring finger.
"Is this also the change that the Obscuro Society wants to happen?" He muttered softly.
He turned around and pulled out a leather suitcase from under his seat, opened it, and rummaged through the clothes inside. He pulled out a black leather glove from the bottom, and put it on his right hand.
After moving his palm, it felt less conspicuous, and Garon then put all the suitcases back under his seat.
He couldn't estimate the strength of his right arm now, but he felt that it was very, very strong. When it was 2.6, it had already reached the peak of human strength, and the strength of one hand was at least as strong as a deep swamp croc. This was something that Garon had personally tested before.
And now, it suddenly increased to 6.66, and this number wasn't as simple as two or three times of 2.66. The higher the number, the more obvious the power effect was.
He checked, and the increase in strength of the Troll Grip didn't mean that he had broken through the limit of his attributes, and the other attributes still couldn't be increased.
Thud …
With a soft sound of the wheels, the carriage slowly moved.
The grassland hills outside the window gradually moved backwards, and then there was a tremor, and the carriage ran over small stones. The carriage turned half a circle, and gradually increased its speed.
Garon sat up straight, and held the resonance stone in his left hand again, and carefully felt the frequency.
His brain had a much stronger calculation and analysis ability than normal people, and that was the effect of his intelligence reaching 2.5. His perception was also strengthened by the Secret Technique's physique. The progress of grasping the frequency was much faster than Reylan had imagined.
From the initial weak and undetectable, it was now clearer, as if he was holding a beating heart in his hand. It only took a few days.
Holding the resonance stone lightly, Garon continued to immerse himself in the process of studying the frequency.
As long as he could synchronize his own frequency to the level of the resonance stone, he would be able to understand the principle of the Crystal Derivator to a certain extent.
Whether it was the Troll Grip, or the benefits from the nest that the resonance stone brought, what he really wanted wasn't these, but to completely control the Crystal Derivator.
To him, the Crystal Derivator was extremely important, whether it was his current strength or his future development plans. He couldn't afford to lose it!
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