Eight long and ferocious dragon heads, like red ribbons, suddenly descended from the sky, pouncing towards the Obscuro Society members below.
Hiss …
With a slight hiss, the golden airflow in the air instantly condensed into eight golden dots, blocking the dragon heads.
One gold and one red collided together.
Roar!!
The Eight-Headed Dragon's manic roar echoed in the sky. The surrounding forest seemed to have been swept by a hurricane, the huge sound wave shook the leaves off, forming a huge circular ripple, spreading in all directions.
Roar!!
The Eight-Headed Dragon's main head roared towards the sky, two thick and strong forelimbs fiercely crawling out of the void, condensing into a solid body.
With two dull thuds, the huge forelimbs fell to the ground.
The Eight-Headed Dragon seemed to crawl out of the void step by step, the body behind it gradually condensing into a solid body inch by inch. A terrifying body of more than twenty meters long, shocking the souls of all onlookers.
This terrifying giant beast seemed to have crawled out of myths and legends, except that there was no hero or god to defeat it.
Garon's three birthmarks in between his eyebrows were so red that they were turning black, as if they were about to bleed.
He quietly floated in the air, the huge Eight-Headed Salamander below him madly pouncing on the golden airflow.
Crack!
Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard.
A crack suddenly appeared on the light spot condensed by the golden airflow. Following that, the crack quickly spread and became bigger, instantly covering the entire light spot.
"Crash!"
One of the light spots shattered.
Then the second one, the third one.
The long and ferocious dragon head went straight in, pouncing towards the Obscuro Society members below.
The people in the black circle immediately fled frantically, rays of red light flashing, apparently using a special escape tactic.
However, this tactic could only increase one's speed for a short period of time, before they could react, the faster Eight-Headed Dragon caught up and bit them down.
Screams and cries of fear were chaotic, the group of black-robed people completely scattered, retreating in all directions.
A few black-robed people protected the old man as they quickly escaped towards the northwest, their speed was much faster than the others, the few of them seemed to have formed a black and red circular tactic formation, causing their speed to increase by a lot.
The old man in the circular formation looked towards Garon from afar, looking unusually calm, without a trace of panic. There was a thoughtful look in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
Garon also exchanged glances with the old man from afar. He was rather surprised by the other party's calmness. From afar, he saw the old man open his mouth, as if he was saying something with his lips.
"We … will meet again …"
An amused smile appeared on Garen's face.
"Interesting."
However, there were still so many Obscuro members present, and there was also a huge dog-headed man statue, so he couldn't chase after him.
The Eight Headed Dragon tore at the Obscuro Society members on the ground in a frenzy, almost one bite per person. Those who tried to resist were bitten into two by the Eight Headed Dragon, unable to withstand a single blow.
This was the naked suppression of rank, and there was no way to resist.
There were still some who wanted to run. The Eight-Headed Dragon roared angrily at the sky once again.
Roar!
The violent sound waves spread out to the largest area, like a tsunami of white sound waves. A huge white ring spread out.
*****
In a forest far away, Ansel and the other two hurried toward the branch.
They were running on foot, and a faint black light was flowing under their feet. Their speed was astonishingly fast.
"We have to hurry! Otherwise, we won't be able to go back once the golden defensive circle is activated! "The hoarse man said anxiously.
"If we stay outside, the Cloud Crows will definitely be repelled, and it might be too late for us to go back now." The other man said softly.
"Not necessarily, this is the time for us to perform meritorious deeds!"
Ansel looked at the two people in front of her, and the idea in her mind grew stronger.
The three of them fell silent, and hurried on with their journey.
Roar!!!
Suddenly, a violent and muffled roar came from the front.
Boom!!
The trees and leaves were crushed, and the sound waves created a strong hurricane, blowing some of the trees askew.
A white sound wave hit the three of them head-on.
Buzz …
Ansel couldn't hear anything for a moment. Her head buzzed, and her ears were filled with the buzzing sound of the huge sound wave exceeding the limit. Her mind was in a mess, and her eyes were faintly blurred. Everything in front of her was blurry, and tears were flowing down from the corners of her eyes.
The three of them were like small insects in a storm, pressed down by the huge sound wave, as if an extremely heavy boulder was pressing down on them.
The three of them couldn't hear anything at all, and their eyes were blurry. They could only bow and hug the trees and shrubs around them tightly.
Strong gusts of wind and sound came from the front wave after wave, blowing the clothes of the three people back and making them shake violently. If they were not careful, they would be blown away by the huge sound waves.
Large rocks and some thin tree trunks were directly rolled up by the huge continuous sound waves, and were thrown back violently. Large amounts of grass, tree bark, some mutated insects, and even a small group of forest deer with white bone armor were all rolled up and thrown back violently. From time to time, they would hit the thick trees behind them, and the dull and terrifying sound of bones cracking could be heard.
The three of them bent forward with difficulty, braving the sound waves and the hurricane.
"What … What is this!!??"
The hoarse man shouted with difficulty.
Most of the trees in front of them had been blown down, and they could vaguely see the situation in the distance.
Anselm tried to raise her head and look ahead.
Finally, the sound waves stopped, and everything returned to normal.
The forest was a mess.
The three of them gathered together with lingering fear.
"What was that just now!? Was it the roar of some monster? "
"I don't know … Maybe it was the branch's secret weapon?"
Ansel was about to speak, but her expression suddenly changed.
"It's coming again! Get down!! "
Before she finished speaking.
Roar!!!
Another huge white sound wave came crashing over. The three of them lay on the ground to avoid being injured by this huge sound wave.
The terrifying sound wave carried an extremely strong airflow, ignoring the Totem Light, and hit the surface of their bodies hard.
This time, it was much shorter. In just a few seconds, everything returned to normal.
The three of them didn't dare to move forward anymore, and stopped where they were, hesitating for a moment.
"We're not far from the branch, we need to find a high place to see what's going on." Ansel suggested.
"Indeed, we can't move forward rashly." The hoarse man immediately agreed.
The three of them retreated, and quickly found a black hill, and quickly climbed up. At the top of the hill, they looked in the direction of the branch from afar.
"Oh my god! What is that!!?? "
As soon as Ansel stood up and looked into the distance, her expression changed.
The other two also stood up, and looked at the sky in the direction of the branch. For a moment, they were speechless, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.
"Branch … What happened?" After a while, the hoarse man bitterly whispered.
The three of them looked at the sky in the distance. The clouds above the branch had been completely dyed black. There was a large clear black cloud hovering there. It was actually a flock of black birds formed by countless black crows. They hovered in the air like a black cloud.
Below the black cloud, a huge red eight-headed salamander twisted its eight heads wildly, its slender snake-like neck looking around from time to time. Every time it lowered its head and raised its head, one or two black-robed people's bodies would appear in its mouth. Blood dripped from the edge of its huge mouth.
The eight-headed salamander was surrounded by countless black crows, and was even more ferocious than the most terrifying mutated monster.
At this time, the branch was completely silent, and only the eight-headed salamander's joyful roars could be heard from time to time.
It was only then that the three of them noticed the black armored figure floating above the eight-headed salamander.
Even from a few kilometers away, they could clearly see the figure's forehead glowing with a blood-like red light.
"Is that the Cloud Crow?" Ansel murmured.
*****
The eight-headed salamander raised its head and let out joyful roars from time to time, indicating that Garon was in a good mood.
Although the situation underground could not be seen in the entire branch, most of the Obscuro members on the surface had already been eaten by the eight-headed salamander.
Recently, it seemed that the eight-headed salamander had eaten too much.
Garon could faintly feel that the eight-headed salamander's body was beginning to excrete a faint poisonous gas and fog. This seemed to be the waste excreted by the eight-headed salamander after it had digested it, but it was extremely corrosive.
Once the eight-headed salamander was released, this gas would naturally spread out, corroding all the hard objects around it.
It even spread around his body. This gas had a faint fragrance, and was able to make living things lower their guard, and unknowingly fall into the danger of being corroded, unable to extricate themselves.
Garon suspected that this was most likely the auxiliary ability of the ninth head that was about to complete its evolution.
Soon, the area below finally calmed down.
The dog-headed man statue was tightly entangled by the Cloud Crow Formation. Because the Obscuro Society had been defeated, it had lost its ability to move, and could only lie on the ground, unable to move.
Garon looked in two directions from afar.
There were people from other forces hiding there, and from the composition of their auras, they should be from the Royal Alliance of Luminarists. Perhaps there were also some commoners, normal noble totem users and the like.
They hid in the forest that they thought was safe, and looked over to watch the show.
But when Garon looked over, these people all held their breaths, afraid that he would discover them. The forest suddenly became silent. Not even the sound of insects could be heard.
Garen smiled faintly. He did not plan to interact with the Royal Alliance of Luminarists, as they belonged to a different system.
They obviously did not plan to come over and greet him.
Suddenly, Garon raised his head and looked towards the sky on the right, where a group of giant black eagles were flying towards him at high speed.
On the backs of the giant eagles were figures dressed in black armor, and they were obviously people from the Secret Service.
Their auras were dark and unclear, as if they were very weak, but also very strong.
Garon squinted his eyes slightly.
"Let's go, Windling."
The Black Light Formation under his feet flashed, and he shot down like an arrow, disappearing into the sea of trees.
In an instant, the giant eight-headed salamander turned into a red light, and disappeared into the sea of trees. Countless black cloud crows flew in circles, and quickly gathered, before disappearing into the sea of trees below.
Garon and Windling, who looked helpless, were now wrapped in a small cloud of black fog, and quickly passed through the forest, leaving far away.
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