The snowflakes slowly fell from the sky. Like white cotton, fluttering in the wind.
In the snow, five black-robed people surrounded Garon. The amethysts in their hands glowed with a faint silver light.
The purple light slowly formed into a hemispherical purple light membrane, enveloping Garon in the center, closing above his head.
Garon raised his hand, but couldn't move at all. He didn't know when, but his entire body was pierced with four translucent threads.
His elbows, the back of his hands, shoulders, knees, and all his joints were tightly held by the threads.
The source of the threads was in the hands of a black-haired woman in front of the black-robed people.
"Poison again …" The red mark between Garon's brows looked as if it was about to bleed.
Antherella smiled faintly. "Golden Vine Flower Poison, enough poison to double the amount of a giant beast. Do you feel that your body is starting to lose strength, and that your Totem Light has been weakened again? "
Garon was speechless.
Antherella's voice became gentler.
"Golden Vine Flower Poison isn't actually that powerful, but when mixed with the previous poison in your body, it became a brand new, stronger, and more stubborn poison."
"I remember, the strongest Elemental General in the Obscuro Society's East Continent should be Ice, right?" Garon said faintly.
Antherella's face flashed with a hint of unnaturalness. Then she immediately returned to normal. "Ice? That traitor is already imprisoned in the Lightless Prison, leaking the society's secrets, ruining the Marshal's plans, and being unruly. This is his fate. "
"So you're saying, your No.1 title is just for show?" Garon's lips curled, revealing a hint of contempt.
Antherella became slightly unfriendly.
"You're about to become a prisoner, and you still dare to be so stubborn!"
Buzz!
Just then, the purple light membrane above his head finally closed completely, letting out a strange buzzing sound.
In the light membrane, looking from above, a silver needle appeared in the circle, slowly turning inside the light membrane.
It was like a purple clock.
And Garon was trapped inside the clock, the threads around his body retreating, the needle passing over his body, as if it was an illusion, but it faintly took away traces of black gas from his body.
"This is the secret treasure, the Primordial Needle." Antherella giggled. "Eight Headed Cloud Crow, this heirloom is activated by the combined power of five Elemental Generals carefully selected by the Obscuro Society. It's not something that the imitation in your hand can compare to."
"As expected, you only managed to get first place because you took advantage of the situation. Do you think that victory is already in your grasp?" Garon's expression didn't change.
"Isn't that so?"
"I think I already know why you're still afraid of ice." Garon once again showed a contemptuous expression.
Boom!!
Large clouds of black fog surged out of the pocket watch in his hand and were about to gather into the shape of a black crow.
However, the strange thing was that before the black crows were fully formed, the silver needle swept past and took away a large part of the black fog.
The silver needle was like a vacuum cleaner, quickly sucking in large amounts of black fog.
Garon was shocked, and quickly retracted the fog from the pocket watch. However, it was a little too late, and the pocket watch seemed to have dimmed a little. The amount of black fog in this kind of imitation heirloom was fixed, and could only be replenished through special methods. Now that so much was absorbed at once, the power of the pocket watch would instantly drop by a large level.
"Did you think that the things that flowed out of our hands would be useful?" Demetrius said coldly.
"Did you think you could completely trap me like this? Ridiculous! "Garon's expression turned cold.
He raised his hand and pointed forward.
Roar!!!
Two formless dragon mouths slammed into the purple light screen in front of them.
Crack …
The light screen trembled slightly, but still didn't move.
The four dragon mouths slammed into the same direction again.
Boom! Buzz buzz …
The sound of the collision kept reverberating in the light screen.
Garon's expression didn't change, and once again prepared to mobilize more dragon mouths. However, he suddenly felt a wave of weakness.
"Don't waste your energy, in order to catch you, we've set up a large tactic formation in this area of a thousand meters. This Primitive Pointer Array is actually a superposition of the power of two tactic formations, big and small. There are also hundreds of general-level and field-level members of the Obscuro Society outside. With so many people working together, even you can't escape. Now we just have to wait for the commander to deal with that side, and then come over to deal with you personally! "
Garon's face was a little embarrassed. The poison had weakened half of his dragon heads, and now the tactic formation had gathered the power of so many people.
"Again!"
A faint evil fire ignited in his heart. A red fluorescent light slowly lit up between his eyebrows.
Four dragon heads suddenly appeared from the void, and together with the other four extremely weak dragon heads, the huge body of the Eight Headed Dragon instantly squeezed into the purple light screen.
It crawled out from the void, as if it wanted to completely burst the small purple light screen.
Roar!
The Eight Headed Dragon roared towards the sky, and a huge sound wave spread out in all directions, hitting the purple light screen, and bouncing back violently. It kept reverberating and vibrating within the light screen.
The entire light screen suddenly started to vibrate violently, and made cracking sounds as if it couldn't bear the burden.
The five Elemental Generals around were starting to get anxious, and all of them looked towards Antherella.
Antherella's expression changed slightly, and she gave Demetrius a look beside her.
The latter immediately understood, and took out a strange black dagger in her hand, and lightly threw it towards Garon's direction.
The dagger drew a perfect parabola, spinning as it landed on the purple light screen, and actually sank into the light screen in an instant, disappearing completely.
The light screen originally had faint cracks, but now it quickly stabilized.
But now, the sound waves within the light screen had faintly formed peaks and troughs.
Just then, Garon's face showed a contemptuous smile, and the red light between his eyebrows became more and more dazzling.
He bent his finger, and slowly flicked on the light screen.
Clang!!
This sound just happened to hit the highest peak of the wave.
Crack … Crash!!
With a crisp sound, the entire light screen collapsed and shattered, and a red figure instantly rushed out, shooting straight towards Antherella.
Garon's eyes glowed a crimson red, and his left hand shot out like a snake, biting towards the other's neck, incredibly fast!
Hum!!!
Silver white totem light appeared around Antherella's body, and she had no time to react, and instinctively retreated.
Pew!!!
Garon's left hand instantly pierced through her neck. The totem light couldn't stop his piercing at all, and that disastrous bloody light seemed unstoppable.
Just then, Antherella's body actually slowly dissipated, turning into nothingness.
His attack missed, and Garon quickly retreated. With a backhand, he punched a tree trunk to the side.
Crack!!
The tree trunk exploded in the middle, and countless pieces of wood shot out like bullets.
Ugh!
There was a muffled groan behind him.
Behind Garon's back, the image of the giant eight-headed dragon appeared again, four huge mouths, and bit towards the four Elemental Generals on all sides.
Strangely, the dragon's jaws made a cracking sound, but only bit empty air, and didn't touch the Elemental Generals at all.
"Illusionist …" Garon didn't turn around, and only tilted his head slightly.
Behind him, a man in the same black robe slowly appeared. He also wore a red mask, but his hand was covering his chest, and he was coughing softly. On his chest, there were several white wood shavings embedded in it.
Everyone around looked at Garon in shock. He could break the purple light screen with just his physical body, and just the wood shavings he threw out, could actually hurt an illusionist!!
Antherella took a small step back without batting an eyelid. Looking at the golden-haired man standing in the middle, a bad feeling rose in her heart.
A small black bat appeared on her shoulder. It was silent and motionless, as if it was dead.
"Second form!"
She suddenly roared.
In an instant, countless purple light shards gathered in her hands, like a whirlpool in a purple sea, sucking in everything around her.
In the blink of an eye, a purple-black curved blade appeared in Antherella's hands, the blade was covered in countless purple crystal spikes, and the hilt was like a living thing, constantly wriggling and twisting, as if four black spiders were hugging each other.
"Demonic Blade Kunta!!" Shouts of shock came from all around. But Antherella didn't have time to care about that, the moment the demonic blade formed, the purple light dimmed, and she saw Garon's face appear in front of her. His demonic scarlet left hand was almost touching the tip of her nose. No! That wasn't a hand! It was some kind of extremely sharp claw, and Antherella could even smell the blood and stench coming from it.
Without any order, she grabbed the demonic blade and hurriedly swung it.
Swoosh!!
A circle of purple ripples quickly spread out, and everything seemed to slow down.
The trees instantly shattered into pieces, the stones also turned to dust, the snow, the black soil, everything turned to dust in an instant.
An indestructible shattering force quickly spread out. None of the generals reacted, and everything happened in an instant. They only had time to take two steps back, and if it weren't for the purple crystals in their hands protecting them, they too would have been instantly shattered by this force.
The ripples were so fast that no one could react at all.
But someone was even faster than that!
Garon somersaulted a few times in the air, the black light array under his feet disappearing in a flash, and he used the momentum to land firmly on a broken tree trunk not far away.
Just as he steadied himself, a violent shockwave spread out in all directions with him as the center.
Roar!!!
It was a dragon's roar!
Demetrius and the others who wanted to give chase suddenly stopped, their vision blurred, and they immediately saw Garon appear in front of them.
Bam bam bam!!
With three consecutive thuds, three Elemental Generals were instantly hit. They were thrown far away, their fates unknown.
Demetrius was shocked, and hurriedly retreated. But she saw Garon's face appear in front of her again.
"Black Horn!!" She instinctively roared.
A black unicorn charged out from behind her, passing through her body like an illusion, and slamming into Garon.
Harrumph!!
The unicorn's cry mixed with the sound of Garon's sharp claws tearing through the air.
Boom!!
A huge shockwave suddenly spread out, and with a sorrowful cry, the black unicorn turned into black specks of light and dissipated.
Demetrius watched in despair as the red claws reached for her forehead.
"No!!" Antherella's terrified voice came from not far away, but it seemed very, very far away.
"Save … my sister …" Demetrius wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound. In that instant, it was as if time had been stretched very, very long.
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