In the golden light, thin golden whips flew out from the center of a large number of golden flowers. They had spikes all over their bodies, and these golden whips started to get thicker and thicker, emitting a shockingly high temperature. Some of the nearby rocks melted quickly, and the wood started to burn. The grass withered and quickly turned into black ash.
"Sunflower …!!!" Angel hid in the dark, and looked at the huge golden tree with a blank face. "Plant totems!! They are the three strongest totems of the plant type!! It's over … This is bad … "
At the edge of the manor, the two masters who just ran out of the lab, Barr and Baphje, also saw the huge golden tree from afar.
"This … This is … Sunflower Tree!!?? Wasn't it destroyed by the Royal Alliance a long time ago? How can it still be here!? "Barr's wrinkled old face was stunned.
Baphje's face was ugly. "Once the Sunflower Tree opens up, the surrounding three kilometers will be restricted from entering and exiting. Only when the Sunflower Tree has completely destroyed all the hostile creatures inside will it open up naturally. This is one of the strongest abilities of Form Three Spiritualization. Which master is joking here? "
Vanderman looked up at the golden tree calmly. Recalling the memories of the past, facing death now, he felt a sense of fullness and serenity that he had never felt before.
Du Qian quietly appeared beside him, her gaze gentle as she leaned on his body.
"Master …"
"All these years, it's been hard on you." Vanderman hugged Du Qian gently. "You've done a lot of wrong things with me."
"I don't regret it." Du Qian said softly.
Vanderman smiled, and looked at his son in the field.
"Cia, Du Qian and I will open up a gap for you. Take care of the timing."
At this time, countless golden whips had finished growing, and were facing the two giant beasts in front and behind.
Garon stood quietly on the ground, and the charred black ground beneath his feet. Hearing Vanderman's words, his expression did not change.
"Gap? No need. One of the strongest totems of the plant type? Hehe … "
He slowly raised his hand, and waved at the sky.
Roar!!! Roar!!!
Two huge dragon roars came from the sky.
Everyone looked up unconsciously, and looked at the top of the manor.
In the sky above, two huge and elegant white dragons, with a grayish white halo, quickly swooped down.
Their bodies, which were more than ten meters long, were like two huge boulders pressing down.
"Destroy him, White Dragon!" Garon's cold voice suddenly rang out.
Before he finished speaking, the four giant beasts inside and outside the golden halo attacked at the same time.
The greyish-white petrifying spirit light and breath collided with the dazzling golden whip of light. The Dual Headed Salamander's glowing red jaws viciously bit towards the giant golden tree.
Hum!!
They could not hear anything. It was as if their ears and hearing had been paralyzed. The huge sound waves had caused everyone to lose their sense of hearing.
The giant white beast seemed to be lying in the air above the manor, blocked by the golden light. It kept spitting out large amounts of greyish white breath.
The entire manor was completely engulfed in chaotic light. Grey-white and golden light sputtered in all directions, and everything fell into disorderly destruction.
Some of them couldn't dodge in time and were directly turned into stone by the Petrification Breath. Some of them were brushed by the Golden Whip and were directly burned into ashes.
Explosions, roars, collapsing pavilions, screams and screams of the crowd, and the roars and struggles of many totem beasts. They intertwined with each other.
The white manor was completely engulfed in greyish white and golden light. The fire that had just started would probably be completely petrified in the next moment.
Garon stood in place with a cold expression. The Deep Swamp Crocs were protecting Vanderman, Hathaway and the others. The Dual Headed Salamander was also guarding them firmly. Because the red-armored woman, Berlina, was in its mouth, it actually suffered the least damage.
The three petrifying white dragons had completely broken through the golden whip of light's resistance, and directly pressed the battle line towards the golden Sunflower tree. In mid-air, clusters of golden whips were continuously covered and dimmed by the Petrification Breath. Although it had heavily injured two white dragons, there were still too many spiritualized totems. There were three of them, and there was still a Dual Headed Salamander on the side. Four Form 3's surrounded and attacked, and there was someone controlling it. Even Beckstone could no longer suppress it.
Inside the tree trunk, Beckstone's veins were bulging. He was almost at his limit. Blood kept flowing out of his eyes, ears and nostrils. It was a sign that his totem power was pushed to the limit.
"It's over." Garon lowered his eyes.
"It's really over." Beckstone raised his head, revealing a strange smile.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Garon.
It was Darian!
He was covered in blood, and there were two greyish white eagle wings on his back. Both of his hands were like knives, stabbing towards the back of Garon's head!
Both of his palms had jagged white edges, and a faint white light spread out, as if there was a terrifying sense of indestructible sharpness.
It was actually spiritualized too!
"Assassination Secret Curse!!" Darian roared, and with a swoosh, his palms actually pierced through Garon's protective totem light.
At the same time, a black shadow darted out from Garon's shadow. The two pitch-black curved blades in his hands silently pierced towards Garon's lower body, vicious and vicious.
Crack!!
The totem light shattered with a loud bang.
Garen's expression was stunned.
Vanderman and the others on the sidelines were also terrified. They wanted to raise their hands to shout, but it was already too late.
Beckstone, who was in the tree trunk, had a calm expression. He looked at Garon as if he was a dead man.
Kaboom!!!
A gigantic white spirit light mixed with a trace of black runes exploded with a loud bang. It formed a huge white light ball with a diameter of more than ten meters.
The white light quickly dissipated. The scene inside was revealed.
"How stupid, do you think you can defeat me like this?"
Garon stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Darian's neck with one hand, lifting him into the air. He had a mocking smile on his face.
In front of him lay a middle-aged man covered in black. The man spat out blood, and stared at Garon in disbelief.
"Impossible … You've revealed all your trump cards! How can you still have such strong power!?? "
"Who sent you?" Garon threw away Darian, who was on the verge of death, and looked at the man in black in front of him.
His right palm was filled with a terrifying amount of power. In that split second, he turned around to face the sneak attack of the two people. His powerful Secret Technique combined with his terrifying strength disintegrated their attacks the moment they came into contact with each other. Before the white light faded, both of them were hit by his palm and were on the brink of death.
"My mission is to obtain Vanderman's biotechnology. I don't know anything else!" The man quickly spat out everything. He didn't even have time to summon his totem, and his totem light was completely destroyed. This form three totem user seemed a little strange. He felt weaker than the average form three totem user, as if he didn't level up by himself.
This reminded Garon of a special force in the Obscuro Society — the elite division.
The elite division was made up of all elite members, and was an independent department like the military. Jess belonged to the military. Other than the commander-level and the president of Hellgate, he was the strongest at his level.
The elite division's power was weaker than the military, but it shouldn't be underestimated. There was a commander-level commander in charge of everything, and it was said that there were two elemental generals like Jess. There were quite a lot of lieutenant-general and brigadier-general levels, more than twice as many as the military.
"You're from the elite division?" Garon suddenly asked.
The man was stunned.
"How did you know!?"
Garon smiled, and suddenly reached out his right hand, and flicked the middle of the man's eyebrows.
Psst!
An arrow of blood spurted out. The man fell backwards, and his eyes lost all light.
The golden light in the sky was slowly taken over by the greyish white breath. This petrifying gas was like a fog, mixed with the greyish white light of the petrifying white dragon, and covered most of the burning parts of the manor.
The fire was quickly extinguished, and the burnt parts turned into greyish white stones.
The two petrifying white dragons circled above the manor, and let out ear-piercing screeches.
On the ground, a white dragon with a broken wing squatted beside the dual headed salamander, and quietly licked its wounds.
The whole manor slowly fell into silence.
Vanderman and the others were completely relieved. The fierce surprise attack still couldn't hurt Garon, and no one saw what happened in the white light. But it was obvious that Garon still had a trump card that he hadn't used, and he won in the end.
Garon stood alone in the middle of the giant beasts, and looked at the fading golden tree.
The countless golden light whips had completely dissipated. Beckstone was spitting out blood, and half-kneeling on the ground. The silver light in his eyes kept flickering.
Pa … Pa … Pa …
Garon slowly walked towards Beckstone.
"Still not coming out?" His gaze turned to Beckstone's right. There stood a group of specially protected totem users in the manor.
These people were stunned, as if they didn't know why he was looking in their direction. Feeling the giant beasts' gazes moving towards them at the same time, their expressions changed.
Garon gently stroked the petrifying white dragon beside him.
He wasn't affected by these people's reactions, and just looked in their direction calmly.
After a long while, a man in a white robe slowly walked out from the crowd.
This was a very old middle-aged man, with a slightly aged face, at least in his fifties. He had a short white beard, and looked at Garon with a complicated gaze.
"Young man, there's no need for conflict between us. You have more potential than Beckstone. Why can't you join the cause of reform? I can see that you're not loyal to the Royal Family. "
His words could be said to be vicious when he said it out loud. So many people from the Royal Alliance of Luminarists heard this, and their expressions changed.
Garon smiled coldly. He didn't kill Beckstone because of this person. Now the two petrifying white dragons were injured, and both were more serious. One had a damaged wing, and the other had a broken forelimb. The deep swamp crocodile was completely useless in a battle of this level.
The middle-aged man in front of him was obviously the one who protected Beckstone and the others, and he didn't have the confidence to make him stay.
But Garon had achieved his goal. This battle had lowered the Terraflor Society's expectations of Beckstone. He might still be nurtured like before, but it wouldn't be as strong as it was in the past.
This was an era of heroes, and those who didn't have the last laugh were only passersby in history. A little drop could bring about more qualitative changes.
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