These people also saw Garon who got off the car. The leader nodded slightly at Garon and didn't say anything. Both parties brushed past each other.
When Garon walked up the stairs of the small castle, he couldn't help but look back at the blue team again.
These people were indeed powerful. Each of them had an unusual aura that was hidden deeply. But the weakest of them was still form three. The strongest one had an aura that even Garon couldn't sense clearly.
It was very likely that he was also a form four expert, but his aura was obviously weaker than Garon's. He probably just barely reached form four.
But even so, it was already very impressive.
There were three levels above the blue team, purple, white, and silver. Among them, the silver team was the strongest. He didn't know how strong the members were.
This was the three departments. There were as many strong people as there were clouds. Even the Obscuro Society didn't dare to face them directly. They could only rely on the monster's nest to contain them.
Garon continued to walk into the small castle. He saw a silhouette with a silver mark on her body walking out from the door.
The two of them met face to face.
This person was a silver-haired, dark-skinned woman. Her lips were thick, her looks were ordinary, and her body was even a little bloated. But her hands were in her sleeves. There was something like a living creature wriggling in the clothes on her shoulders.
As soon as Garon got close to her, he smelled a pungent fragrance.
He frowned. Glancing at the wriggling shoulder of the other party, the experience of being poisoned by the Obscuro Society, as well as the Nine-Headed Demon Dragon's innate talent in poison, allowed him to immediately recognize that there was an extremely strong poison in this fragrance.
"Red team?" The woman saw the red mark on Garon's chest and immediately blocked Garon's path. "I heard that your team leader is an expert called Garon? He should be coming to visit the Kingdom this time, right? "
Garon frowned slightly.
"Why are you looking for him?"
"I heard that he was poisoned by two poisons from the Obscuro Society and was still fine. I just want to study his structure." The dark-skinned woman laughed. "If you meet him, tell him to come to my lab himself. Don't make me invite him personally."
Garon's eyes flashed, and a red light flashed between his eyebrows. A huge dragon head beside him instantly pounced forward.
Boom!!!
A ring of red and black light fragments splashed out between the two of them.
A red dragon head that was nearly two meters long collided with a giant black snake head. They were actually evenly matched, and both of them retreated.
"You're courting death!!" The dark-skinned woman did not expect Garon to suddenly attack. She immediately became furious. "There's actually someone in the headquarters who dares to provoke me!!" She quickly took out a handful of black powder and scattered it in front of her.
The black powder disappeared with the wind, instantly dissolving into the air.
Garon turned a deaf ear to her words. The remaining eight dragon heads suddenly appeared behind him and pounced on the dark-skinned woman from all directions.
Roar!!
The deep dragon roar shook the entire castle. Circles of spell runes appeared on the walls, resisting the damage caused by the dragon roar.
The wooden table and chairs by the door, as well as the many bone ornaments hanging on the wall, were all reduced to dust by the dragon's roar.
With Garon as the center, wave-like folds appeared on the ground in all directions, and a large amount of stone fragments splashed everywhere. The rest of the people in the living room suddenly exclaimed.
"It just so happens that I haven't killed anyone today. I'll take you as my food!" Garon's eyes flashed with killing intent. The aftereffects were gradually starting to act up. He had killed a few experimental subjects yesterday, and his heart had calmed down a little. He did not expect to meet this kind of idiot who thought she was the strongest in the headquarters today.
The dark-skinned woman sneered and quickly took two steps back. Her long hair suddenly turned into countless black snakes, covering the sky and covering the earth, letting out a shrill snake sound. It was like a large black ball of thread, fiercely facing the eight huge red dragon heads.
One of the largest black triangular snake heads, Little Green's eyes flashed fiercely, and faced the main golden dragon head head-on.
"Enough!!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the castle.
In an instant, a white shadow lashed out like a whip, accurately hitting the empty space between the dragon head and the black snake.
A white mist exploded from the middle, separating Garon and the dark-skinned woman.
The two of them stood apart, and looked at each other with a hint of killing intent in their eyes.
The dark-skinned woman's eyes had a hint of morbid madness, as if she had found a new toy.
Garon's eyes were even more demonic, looking at her as if she was food. He licked his lips, as if he was going to eat her up if there was any disagreement.
At this time, a few figures in black armor slowly walked out of the hall. These people were the members of the teams that had recently returned to the headquarters. Most of them had orange and yellow marks on their chests. Obviously, they were the orange and yellow team members with the most numbers.
"Black Nesat! If you want to find trouble with Nine Heads, that's your business. But this time, I called you back to cooperate with the investigation, not to cause trouble! "A middle-aged man in a white robe walked out slowly. His gaze fell on the dark-skinned woman, and he suddenly felt a headache.
Then, he looked at Garon opposite him. His intuition told him that this would be another guy who would give him a headache.
The way this guy looked at Nesat was like looking at some kind of delicious pastry. Damn it! Another psychopath!
Couldn't there be any normal people among these top fighters?!
He couldn't help but curse in his heart.
"Why did your poison appear in the hands of the Obscuro Society, and was used on your own people in the end? We hope you can give us a detailed explanation." The middle-aged man's voice was similar to the voice of the director that Garon heard in the black box. Obviously, he should be the director, McCain.
"I'm only in charge of making the poison and selling it. As for who will use it, and who will use it on, that's not something I can control." The dark-skinned woman chuckled as she looked at Garen with a sinister gaze. "However, I can't believe that someone managed to survive my mixed poison. I'm very interested in this … "
"So it's your poison …" Garon recalled the poison that made him very unhappy, and his heart was filled with anger. "Good … Very good …"
The leaders of the orange and yellow teams were both there. The two of them were brothers who joined the organization together. They were standing together, far away from the three people at the door. They looked at the dark-skinned woman with fear in their eyes.
"Black Nesat, that crazy woman again! Didn't she go back to Ender? Why did she suddenly appear again!? "The orange team leader, Kenna, stared at Nesat, hatred flashing in her eyes.
"She even dares to attack her own people. I've long suspected that this woman was the one who plotted against us, and caused Acka and the others to die tragically! Does she think the silver team is great? She'll meet a tough nut sooner or later! "The other person, Kohen, said fiercely.
The two of them had long hated Nesat to the core. Now that she finally met a tough nut, their hearts were filled with indescribable joy.
"Disperse! Everyone disperse. Brother Kenna, bring your people out. "The director, McCain, said to the group of people who were watching the show not far away.
Hmph!
Kohen snorted, and pulled his brother. The two of them led a total of more than ten people out from the right side door.
Garon suppressed the inexplicable killing intent in his heart, and looked at McCain.
"Director, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to the team first."
"This … Sigh …" McCain didn't know how to deal with it. Nesat was the only poison expert in Kovitan's headquarters. With her around, the headquarters wouldn't be afraid of any enemy's poison attacks. So even if something like this happened, the most they could do was to punish her severely.
In the three departments, there were as many experts as there were clouds in the sky. But there were very few experts who could use poison. In terms of status and rarity, they were about the same as a fifth form expert.
This created Nesat's unscrupulous personality.
"I'll eat you sooner or later." Garon's scarlet eyes glanced at Nesat.
"You'll definitely obediently lie on my experiment table, hehe." Nesat laughed without restraint. She originally only wanted Garon to cooperate with her experiment, and didn't plan to hurt him. She didn't expect him to be so daring, and not as obedient as the others before. Now, she really planned to kill him.
As for Garon's previous battle record, she was also a fourth form expert. Even the director, the vice director of the headquarters, would have a headache dealing with her. God Cloud? He seemed to be a fifth form expert from Obscuro Society, what was that?
"Enough! You're all on the same side! If you want to kill, go find an outsider! "McCain had a headache again. "Nesat, let's go. The others are still waiting for us. "He wasn't just the director of Kovitan, he was also the leader of the strongest silver team here.
"Uh-huh." Nesat put her hands back into her sleeves. "You're just a pawn. Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you have the director's protection."
"You're looking for death!"
Garon's killing intent exploded. Her left hand shot out like a bolt of red lightning.
Clang!!! Bang!!
McCain and Garon both took a step back.
One of them was holding a sword, while the other was empty-handed.
"Sorry, I was a bit agitated." Garon suppressed the killing intent in her heart. Her voice was a bit hoarse.
McCain felt his heart beating violently. Just a moment ago, he didn't have time to summon his totem. He only used his own totem light and instant-cast tactic blade to meet the attack. He didn't expect that even the tactic blade protecting him would be almost destroyed.
The living room was silent.
The two staff members who just walked out covered their mouths. They stared at the three people at the door. They didn't even dare to breathe.
Nesat's throat gurgled. Just a moment ago, she clearly felt the shadow of death.
That speed, that power, even the director was forced to take a step back. That was the director, McCain! The top close combat totem user known as Silver Dagger!
Even among the form four totem users, he was one of the top few. Even Blood Tower at the headquarters wasn't his opponent. He was known as the strongest form four who was invincible below form five!
She didn't expect him to be on par with Nine Heads!
"But, so what if you're stronger than me! You want to kill me? I'll poison you first!! "Viciousness flashed through her mind.
McCain shook his head. He felt that Garon was like a volcano that could erupt at any time. Even he was shocked by the palm strike just now.
He looked at Nesat again. Her eyes finally had some restraint.
It wasn't bad to have someone who could control her. Garon wasn't afraid of poison either. He sighed in his heart. Nesat was indeed too much in the headquarters. Now that there was someone who could control her, it could be considered as a restraint.
Garon bowed slightly to the director. He suppressed the killing intent and appetite in his heart and walked into the castle.
To the Nine-Headed Hydra, enemies were food! The angrier he was, the more he wanted to eat his opponent.
Garon now needed to kill every once in a while. He used fresh blood to stabilize his emotions. Now that he was slightly provoked by Black Nesat, a part of it suddenly exploded.
The aftereffects of the Nine-Headed Hydra were not ordinary. When it was only Eight-Headed Hydra, Garon could still control it with his Secret Technique. Now that it was Nine-Headed Hydra, he couldn't control it anymore.
Without a strong enough spirit, it would be hard to control the body's instinctive desires.
"I wonder if the Secret Technique upgrade can break through this threshold." Garon walked past the two of them and walked towards the secret passage in the castle.
When he had the chance, he would eat Black Nesat alone. No matter how useful a talent was, they would be worthless after they became dead.
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