Garon was not surprised at all.
Even the city troll had appeared, so it would not be surprising for mythical creatures to appear as well. It was just that the mythical creatures that had appeared in the Secret Technique World would actually appear in the Totem World. This was something that made him feel strange.
Looking at the black horse carriage in front of him. Its name clearly appeared in Garon's mind.
"Underworld Carriage."
He squinted his eyes slightly.
"In the legends of Ancient Endor, it was a carriage that could bring the living into the world of the dead. It had a violent temperament, and had to eat two tons of meat and fifteen evil souls every day."
He began to slowly circle around the Underworld Carriage.
The black horse also followed his direction, its large eyes becoming more and more bloodshot.
Psst!
Two more puffs of white gas came out of its nostrils.
Mars!!
A roar that sounded like a human's came out of the black horse's mouth. The loud sound shook the surroundings, and a large amount of dust and debris fell from the ceiling, as if it was raining dust.
The Underworld Carriage suddenly charged, and its two hooves dragged the wheels as it charged towards Garon. A thick yellow mist was emitted from the carriage. As if it had a life of its own, it instantly appeared beside Garen and shrouded him within.
The black horse's speed suddenly increased, and almost instantly turned into a black line, crashing into Garon's body.
Garon's eyes widened, and before he could react, he could only feel a huge force crashing into his body.
He felt as if his hands and feet were bound by some strange force, and became abnormally slow. And the opponent's speed suddenly became abnormally terrifying.
Boom!!!
The black horse carriage crashed into Garon's body.
The black horse and the man rushed backwards together, floating in the air, and crashed into the library wall behind them with a bang.
The wall instantly lit up with a layer of transparent ripples, firmly blocking the man and the horse. Different from the windows, the wall seemed to be covered with a layer of inexplicable defensive force field, which did not allow any attacks to harm the library's main body.
Garon and the black horse crashed into the wall together, shaking up a large amount of dust and debris, as if they had crashed into a grey-white sea. The dust and debris were like water splashes, splashing from the wall, scattering everywhere, as if it was raining.
For a moment, the library kept echoing with the loud crash.
Mas!!
The Underworld Carriage roared again and passed through Garon's body, entering the wall. It was as if it had turned from solid to incorporeal in an instant. It quickly turned transparent and gradually disappeared.
Garon's whole body was stuck in the middle of the deep hole in the wall. He shook his head and struggled out of the hole, bringing out a lot of gravel and sand.
With the sound of sand rustling, Garon spat out the dust and sand in his mouth. The black light array under his feet lit up and he suddenly jumped down from the air.
"As expected … it's a little strange." Garon landed firmly on the ground with a loud thud. Transparent defensive ripples continuously emanated from his body. That was the lizard dragon's giant mouth that he had used to block the attack.
"But your strength isn't much," he commented indifferently.
At this time, the silver-masked man was hiding behind the silver ball. When he saw that Garon was still able to nonchalantly evaluate the black carriage's strength after being hit, he was even more shocked.
He was hit just now and was severely injured. The totem light on his body had just recovered a little, but it was completely destroyed. His core totem was even more damaged, and his silver totem was severely injured for the second time.
Garen, on the other hand, was hit with even more force than him. He was only hit by the black horse, but Garen was hit directly against the wall, and he was completely fine.
Hiss!!
The Underworld Carriage passed through the wall opposite of Garon again, as if it had rushed out of the water. It quickly turned from an illusory translucent state into a solid body. It seemed to know that the opponent in front of it was not easy to deal with, and began to cautiously circle around Garon.
The black carriage's wheels rolled on the ground, mixed with the crisp sound of the horse's hooves, which was especially clear.
Once again, the Underworld Carriage released a large amount of yellow smoke. This yellow smoke had just left the carriage for less than a meter before it appeared beside Garon as if it had teleported.
It was as if it had a life of its own, covering the totem light around Garon.
"It's here again!!" Garon understood. "This smoke seems to be extracting my speed and adding it to the Underworld Carriage." He carefully felt the changes in his body. His limbs seemed to be getting heavier, and his reactions were getting slower.
And the black horse's movements were getting faster and faster.
"So it's like this! Extracting the opponent's speed and adding it to itself. No wonder its speed is so much faster than before. So this is all my own speed. "Garon's heart sank.
This was a tricky move. He knew how fast he was. Now that he had more than 6 points in agility, even many speed type totems could not compare to his own speed. Now that it was being extracted by the Underworld Carriage, one increased and one decreased, the speed difference between the two sides became abnormally huge.
"In the legends, the Underworld Carriage was knocked unconscious by the Herculean Boerhage. But Boerhage had the Chaos Warhammer given to him by the Warlock Mother Earth. He was also extremely strong, but his movements were slow. That was why the Underworld Carriage's speed was not being extracted. Anyway, his speed was slow enough. It didn't matter whether it was being extracted or not. " Garen recalled the stories in the myths. "I don't know if the stories in the myths are true or false. The so-called Bohr and Hagrid were just humans who were deified in history. They loved to boast about their legends. I don't know if they really had such an encounter." A series of thoughts flashed through Garen's mind. But he couldn't think of a way to deal with the Underworld Carriage.
"The stupidest way is to strike back before it hits me." Garon raised his guard and stared at the Underworld Carriage opposite him. "Maybe after I deal with this thing, I can ride it to the legendary Underworld to take a look. This is a mysterious carriage that can bring living beings to the Underworld. "
Garon had been looking forward to the Underworld in the legends of Ancient Endor for a long time.
Mars!!!
The Underworld Carriage finally couldn't take it anymore. It lowered its head and charged towards Garon. Yellow fog surrounded its body, and its speed was shockingly fast.
Inside the hall, the only thing that could be seen was the carriage suddenly drawing a yellow line in the air and crashing into Garen's body. Yellow and black made a fierce collision sound, and a large amount of yellow fog splashed everywhere.
Boom!!!
Hiss!!
Garon's legs dug into the ground, and drew two long black marks on the ground. His back crashed into the wall again.
At such a close distance, the horse's head pressed against his arms. He could clearly see the shiny black mane behind the horse's head, shaking like waves. Its smooth, satin-like skin was unusually glossy, and its strong muscles caused its veins to ripple violently.
"Now's the time!"
The three red dots between Garon's eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a huge red eight-headed dragon slowly appeared behind him.
Roar!!!!
The eight heads of the eight-headed dragon roared at the sky at the same time.
A terrifying sound wave blasted out. With a bang, the air seemed to explode, and a circle of white gas spread out in all directions. Countless buzzing sounds echoed throughout the library.
The huge silver ball rolled to the ground with a loud bang, and almost hit the silver-masked man.
The stone carvings on the wall also loosened and broke into pieces.
The silver-masked man's own Totem Light was already much weaker, and now that he was shaken, he almost couldn't catch his breath. His chest was extremely uncomfortable, and he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't.
He didn't dare to stay any longer, and stumbled out of the library hall along the corner, and fell at the main door. His eyes were seeing stars, and his vision was blurry, and he couldn't see anything.
The strange thing was, as soon as he left the library, the noise behind him became much softer.
After a few seconds, he finally calmed down, and the silver-masked man heaved a sigh of relief.
Looking at his sorry state, after a while, he suddenly cried, and hit his own thigh hard.
"Can you not be so perverted …"
Feeling his tears coming out, he wanted to dig a hole in the ground.
I'm an Elemental General, I can't cry! I can't cry!!
He wiped away his tears.
"Damn it, I always meet such perverts! I'm done!! Whoever wants to do it can do it!! "He jumped up, threw the badge on his chest, and turned to leave.
Boom!!
Suddenly, a roar came from behind him again.
The silver-masked man's body stiffened, and he remembered the current situation. He was no longer free, and had become Garon's prisoner.
"As expected, civil servants should do civil servants' work, I'm such a jerk to think of becoming a General!" He muttered to himself, and sat at the main door. His hands trembled as he took out a flattened brown cigarette from his pocket. He drew a line on the ground, and the cigarette lit up, and he took a deep puff.
"A pervert who's not even 23, there are two more in Obscuro, and three in the Royal Alliance of Luminarists." He raised his head, and looked at the bright sun in the sky. "The whole world is filled with perverts, and in this perverted world, a normal person like me should just do a civil servant."
After cursing, he seemed to be in a better mood. He just sat there, waiting for the results in the library.
It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but it seemed that no matter where he ran, the opponent could always find him. He had experienced this too many times yesterday, and he was tired. After all, he wasn't a professional fighter.
*****
Garon's eyes flashed with red light, and he stared at the Underworld Carriage opposite him.
The powerful sound wave of the dragon's roar had no effect on the opponent, and the Underworld Carriage only retreated a little, and all the sound waves were blocked by the yellow mist surrounding it.
Garon sensed the Eight Headed Dragon, and the eight heads took turns to block the attack. For the Eight Headed Dragon with its amazing recovery ability, it was nothing.
A man and a horse stood opposite each other with the silver ball between them, and the situation seemed to have entered a stalemate.
Garon was also at his wit's end, and the opponent couldn't do anything to him.
His speed was taken away, and the gap between them was pulled to a level where he couldn't hit at all. The Eight Headed Dragon's attacks were also ineffective, and the dragon's bite was completely blocked by the yellow mist.
The Underworld Carriage crashed into Garon again and again, from the walls, the ground, the ceiling, and all kinds of weird angles, and hit him every time, but it was useless.
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