"So detailed? This thing can detect Totem Light? "Garon was surprised.
"Of course, Totem Light is the most important thing." Windling explained, "The theory behind this thing is more complicated, all you need to know is that it can detect your opponent and compare it with your own level. Of course, different people input different information about their own strength, so the results are different. "
Garon nodded, indicating that he understood.
"That's great, let's go test the specific use of this thing."
"Don't rush."
Windling suddenly stopped Garon.
"This thing needs an activation chant to be able to detect."
"Activation chant?"
"Of course, don't you know? This kind of custom-made heirloom tool must have a activation chant, otherwise it would be a waste if anyone could just take it and use it. "Windling raised his index finger and shook it.
"Then what's the activation chant?" Garon nodded in understanding.
"Activate! Windling's Fury!! "
Windling suddenly raised his arms. Ha! Ha! Ha! He laughed three times.
“.....”
There was an awkward silence …
As if he felt Garon's increasingly unfriendly gaze, Windling put down his hands embarrassedly.
"Alright, alright, such a humorless man, no wonder he doesn't have a girlfriend even though he's handsome."
"The real activation chant is Reverse Seal, Magic Mirror."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shoulder armor on Windling's shoulder suddenly lit up with a red light, then quickly dimmed.
"That's it."
Garon then retracted his gaze.
"Alright, let's go to the next stronghold and see the effects of this thing."
"No problem!"
*****
Thousands of kilometers away from the Red River Basin, in a valley.
The sky was gray, there was no sunlight, only large patches of white clouds covering the entire sky.
The valley was filled with fern-like green plants, large patches, tall and short, like trees covering the entire valley.
These ferns were surrounded by a faint white mist, covering the entire valley, causing everything to be covered in a layer of white mist, as if looking through a glass of mist.
The mouth of the valley was like a small basin, surrounded by green hills.
At the entrance, there was a small patch of green fern forest.
Two clouds of black fog quickly floated out of the forest and slowly landed at the entrance of the valley outside the forest, turning into two black-clothed figures.
The black fog dissipated, and Garon looked into the valley from afar. Through the white fog, he could see floating rocks everywhere in the valley.
Large and small gray stones floated silently in the air of the valley, as if something was supporting them from below.
The largest rock was actually more than ten meters long and wide. There was a small tree growing on it and a small patch of grass.
"Is there something wrong with our route? You searched three places and still couldn't find him? "Wind Chimes asked in confusion as she walked forward from behind Garon.
"No, there's no problem with the route. It's just that something seems to have happened in the vicinity recently. Those strongholds are all empty," Garon replied calmly.
Both of them wore Magic Mirror Pauldrons on their left shoulders. The light green pauldrons looked like fragile jade and were exceptionally beautiful.
"This stronghold is the largest one in the area. Should we just go in like this?" Wind Chimes looked at Garon.
Garon remained silent. He squatted down and wiped the soil on the ground.
"Someone came here ten minutes ago," he said calmly. "This smell, I'm afraid it's our friends who have been tracking us."
"Then what do we do?" Wind Chimes frowned. "Retreat or go in?"
Garon's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Since they're here, let's give our friends a greeting gift."
The shadow of the Eight-Headed Dragon slowly appeared behind him.
*****
Deep in the valley.
Two groups of people, one in black and one in blue, were confronting each other.
The people in black were obviously from the Obscuro Society. They wore pitch black masks, which were different from the previous ones. These people were all surrounded by black gas and looked slightly creepy.
The leader in the front was a man in a black robe with a white mask. His mask only had red lines for his eyes and mouth, and it was unusually simple. It was just a smiley face with three arcs. It gave off an eerie feeling.
Opposite them was a group of people in ice blue armor. There were a total of four people, each of them staring coldly at the other side. Standing at the front was a woman with a brown ponytail who didn't have a flat chest.
She held a long brown whip in her hand. The front half of the whip was buried in the soil, twisting like a living thing.
In the middle of the two groups, there was a golden scepter buried in the ground.
On top of the scepter were layers of small rings, and the bottom was buried in a white stone. Strangely, there was a thin layer of ice around the scepter.
"Obscuro Society, have you crossed the line? You've stretched your hands too far. "The woman with the ponytail said coldly. She suppressed her anger and stared at the people from the Obscuro Society.
"We were the first to discover the golden scepter, and we were also the first to analyze the liberation language. Why should it belong to you? "
"It doesn't matter who discovered it first. What's important is that you discovered the heirloom in our territory." The white-masked man's sharp voice was ear-piercing.
The woman's eyes flashed with grievance. "Then what about the liberation language? We analyzed the liberation language ourselves, why should we give it to you!? "
They had spent a lot of resources and gems here. They spent a few days to analyze the liberation language of the golden scepter. Just as they were about to take it out of the stone, the people from the Obscuro Society appeared. They said that the heirloom was left behind by their previous people, but they had forgotten the liberation language.
They were intimidated by the other party's power, and planned to retreat. However, the other party didn't allow them to leave, and wanted them to hand over the liberation language. Thus, the situation was in a stalemate.
They had heard about how the people from the Obscuro Society were strong and unreasonable, but they thought it was just a rumor. They didn't expect to meet them in person, and realized that they were much stronger than the rumors.
As one of the captains of the local power Ice Castle, the woman with the ponytail was filled with anger. They were stronger than the other party, with two form three totem users and two form two elites. On the other hand, the Obscuro Society only had one form three, and the rest were form two.
However, the power that their identities represented made them unable to move. Instead, they were suppressed by the other party.
They were obviously stronger than the other party, but they were still suppressed by the other party. This made the four people in the Ice Castle angry. Although it was just a replica of a heirloom, it was still very important to the Ice Castle. In this chaotic world, every bit of power was precious, not to mention a heirloom.
"I'll say one last thing. Leave the secret code, and you can scram." White Mask said coldly.
The woman with the ponytail clenched her teeth, and stared at the other party.
She didn't dare to make a move. If she did, it might implicate the entire Ice Castle, and the entire Ice Castle might be destroyed.
Suddenly, White Mask looked at the direction of another mountain wall.
"You too. Scram, and don't let me see you again. Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you any face."
The mountain wall suddenly twisted, and three men in different clothes appeared. They were wearing hunter's clothing, and looked very capable.
The face of the strong man in front changed slightly.
"Master Bai Gui, we are also following the orders of the Clan Leader …"
"Don't use the Black Tiger King to intimidate me." White Mask's tone was cold.
"Master Bai Gui …"
Ah!!
Suddenly, a man beside him screamed, and his whole body quickly shriveled up. His muscles and skin were drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a deflated balloon. Soon, only a piece of skin was left, and it fell to the ground.
The other two were startled. They retreated one after another and scanned the surroundings with fearful gazes.
Bai Gui laughed sharply.
"This is what happens when you don't listen to me. I let you live because of the Black Tiger King. Do you really think you're some big shot?"
The two of them felt a chill in their hearts. Although he was only a form one totem user, it was still terrifying to be killed without a sound.
The Black Tiger King's people and the Ice Castle's people didn't dare to say anything more. They all fell silent, and fell into a dilemma. This Bai Gui White Mask wasn't as easy to deal with as they thought.
At this moment, two balls of black fog suddenly appeared behind White Mask, and quickly condensed into two tall figures.
"Master." White Mask turned around and bowed respectfully to the two of them.
The two of them were a man and a woman, a black-haired man and a green-haired woman. They weren't very old, only around thirty years old. They were dressed in long black robes, and only a corner of their golden and green armor could be seen from below.
The black-haired man nodded.
"How's the situation?"
"It's basically set up." Bai Gui replied respectfully. "But we accidentally found a new heirloom, the Golden Scepter."
"That's right. Get these people to scram. We have to act immediately, or we won't have enough time." The green-haired woman said softly.
The man nodded, and looked at the Ice Castle's and Black Tiger King's groups. These two groups were totem user forces nearby. To be able to survive in such an environment, they naturally weren't weak, and were all ruthless characters.
The man's eyes flashed with impatience, and was about to speak.
Suddenly, he felt that the sky seemed to have darkened.
"What's going on? It's going to rain? "The man raised his head in confusion, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
Everyone present slightly raised their heads, and looked at the sky. Their mouths were wide open, and they were dumbfounded.
In the sky above the valley, a black cloud was rapidly spreading over.
A black cloud formed by countless crows!!
The black-haired man suddenly thought of something, and his face turned pale.
"It's the Cloud Crows!! Eight Headed Cloud Crows!! Retreat! Retreat!! "
He abruptly shouted.
The Ice Castle's people were also stunned. The black cloud of Cloud Crows completely covered the sky, and these crows surrounded by fog continuously cried out in a dense, ear-piercing manner.
At a glance, there wasn't a single white crack in the sky above their heads.
"Eight Headed Cloud Crows … It's the Royal Alliance! The Royal Alliance's people are here! "The ponytailed woman's eyes flashed with shock. When she saw the Obscuro Society's panicked look, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure. If they couldn't get it, they naturally wanted others to not get it either.
Compared to the Obscuro Society, the Royal Alliance's people were more domineering.
They didn't allow anyone to go against them. Opposition was resistance, and resistance was rebellion! A rebellion is a rebellion! They were going to be exterminated!!
The Black Tiger King's men didn't dare to make a single move. With such a large formation, and the Royal Alliance of Luminarists who were known for their tyranny, even the Black Tiger King would be implicated if they were careless and angered the other party.
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