"I didn't pay attention to that, but according to my grandfather, the three departments have completely given up on Kovitan. The situation here is set in stone, and now all their power is concentrated in Daniela. The situation there is worse, but there is still hope. "Prynne said simply.
"But if this goes on, the situation in the kingdom will get worse. Without farmland, how will we get food? How will we get daily necessities? "Garon frowned.
"That's why we need to stabilize the situation as soon as possible." Prynne shrugged. "What my grandfather means is, we should join forces and convene the Aristocratic Parliament, form a Parliament of Aristocrats, and unify the situation in the kingdom, or rather, the situation in Kovitan."
"Indeed, all the powers are not weak, and no one is willing to submit to anyone. This is the only way to stabilize the political situation." Garon nodded. "I agree, let's see how the others are doing."
"Alright, let's not delay, I'll go back and report to my grandfather."
"Alright, I also need to take care of some things." Garon agreed immediately. "Take care of my cousin and the others."
"Of course!"
Coming out of the hospital, Garon and the green-haired aristocrat who tipped him off rode straight towards the National Laboratory.
The National Laboratory was a key technology center that Avic had always supported, and it had always been managed by Veska. The finances were also leaning towards this place.
The method of processing mutated monster meat that could be eaten by commoners was developed here.
Taking advantage of the chaos in the kingdom, Garon rushed straight to the laboratory.
Behind the two of them were more than ten mutated horses, all of them were the green-haired aristocrat's followers and guards. Two of them were form one totem users, and the rest were normal people who had learned combat skills. But they looked strong and powerful, and had a good deterrent force.
Along the way, the group of people charged forward without any scruples. Wherever they went, everyone retreated. At this time, even some ignorant bandits and mobs had no choice but to avoid them when they saw this aura.
"What's your name?" Garon finally remembered the young man who tipped him off.
The green-haired aristocrat was pleasantly surprised.
"My name is Biwin! Biwin Caelus! Sir, I'm your loyal supporter! "
"You did a good job this time." Garon nodded, accepting this guy's voluntary surrender. To have such foresight, to not be afraid of his notoriety, and to have sufficient courage, he could be considered a talent that could be used.
Once these words were spoken, not only the green-haired man, but even the group of men and women behind him revealed joyful expressions. However, they also knew that this was only the beginning. The most troublesome part of following the Black Fire Palace Master was not getting him to accept them. It was the pressure that came with acceptance.
The Black Fire Palace Master had offended too many people by executing them in the palace. Those who were able to enter the palace all had some background. However, Garon killed them just like that. It was useless for anyone to plead for mercy. Or rather, he didn't even give the other party time to plead for mercy and directly attacked.
As a result, he had offended a large group of people. However, due to the suppression of Garon's fierce reputation, no one dared to make the first move. However, it was easy to do something in the dark.
Although the Black Fire Palace Master was strong, it wasn't as if no one in the Kingdom could stop him. The two Grand Dukes, the Minister of Defense, Lord Veska. Even if these three were removed, Garon was only one person. If there were more Form Four masters, through the stacking of tactical formations, they would still be a huge threat to him.
Garon himself knew where his bottom line was.
One or two Form Four might not be a big deal, and three or four might not be a big deal. However, seven or eight of them, using tactical formations to gather power, would be very impressive. After all, he wasn't Form Five yet. Against a Form Four, once he was trapped in a tactical formation that gathered power, even if he had a few lives, he would only be exhausted to death.
Moreover, the two Grand Dukes definitely had an Ultimate Heirloom in their hands.
The Black Crow Formation back then was just a replica of an Ultimate Heirloom, but it was already so fierce, able to unleash the full power of a Form Four. If the real Ultimate Heirloom was fully unleashed, who knew how strong it would be.
After sorting out the information he had just received, the National Laboratory had also arrived.
The street outside the door was cold and empty, with no one in sight. The ground was littered with rubbish, paper, clothes, shop nameplates, overturned carriages, and two charred corpses.
This place was located in the western suburbs outside the Kingdom.
It was surrounded by large black mountains, and the entire Laboratory only had a cold and empty street that connected to the road outside, which was the only entrance and exit.
The Laboratory was in the middle of the black mountains, like a ring, with tall buildings and factories in the middle. Standing outside the entrance and looking in, there was a white mushroom-shaped tower that stood quietly in the middle.
At the top of the tower, there were blue electric arcs that occasionally circled around it.
"Palace Master, what are we doing here?" The green haired man, Biwen, asked softly.
"We're looking for something, something I once offered to His Majesty." Garon answered calmly, without hiding anything.
"Let's go, let's go in and search!"
Garon led the way straight to the tightly shut door.
Just as the horse's head was about to hit the door, a red shadow flashed past.
Boom!!
The door was directly knocked open, and the metal door that was more than ten centimeters thick fell inwards, tearing down a large part of the high walls on both sides.
Suddenly, there was a burst of crackling sounds in the air, but no light or shadow appeared.
"Hmm?" Garon looked at his left hand, and the back of his hand was charred black. "Invisible electric current?"
When he released the dragon shadow from his left hand to knock open the door, it was also paralyzed by the strong electric current, and with just a moment of contact, his entire right hand was charred black. The Nine-Headed Hydra's defensive totem light was broken just like that. This made Garon feel that the Nine-Headed Hydra's defense was not enough.
As the places they entered became more and more dangerous, although the Nine-Headed Hydra's dragon skin defense was stronger than low-level totems, it was still too far away from those of the same level. Recently, his Totem Light had been pierced through for no reason.
One must know that every time the totem light was broken through, it meant that the totem was heavily injured. For other totem users, if they were to recover naturally, it would take years for them to recover from such terrifying injuries.
Under normal circumstances, this was very difficult to happen, after all, a totem user's defensive light was twice as strong as a totem's body.
But for Garon, this kind of situation was happening more frequently recently.
No wonder the Nine-Headed Hydra had nine lives, it was between defense and regeneration, and it chose the latter to evolve. Garen finally realized what was going on.
Sensing the situation of the Nine-Headed Hydra in the dark space, one of the dragon heads had withered again.
Garon quickly deducted twenty points from his potential points, and replenished them, restoring the nine lives to full.
But the potential points from before were only left with a little over fifty points.
He led the group into the National Laboratory.
Inside the door was a large circular grassland, the area was about the size of three or four football fields, unusually wide.
The white tower stood in the middle, and blue electric arcs flowed continuously at the top, its surface was as smooth as a mirror, giving it a strange futuristic feeling.
Garon didn't even look at the surrounding tall buildings, and walked directly towards the white tower, the rest of the people following behind.
Dense footsteps quickly came from the surroundings, accompanied by a series of muffled footsteps.
Pew!!
A white beam of light brushed past Garen's body. It almost touched the tip of his nose.
"It's the White Guard!!" Green-haired Jade Win panicked, and hurriedly reminded Garon, "Palace Master, the White Guard is the National Laboratory's greatest masterpiece, half human half totem, very strong, and fearless of death! There are a total of a hundred of them, all of them transformed from dead high-level totem users. Palace Master, you must be careful!! "
"How strong are they?" Garon already saw the group of white-armored people surrounding them.
"This depends on the level of the transformed totem user …" Jade Win's face was already pale, looking at the circle of white-armored people.
These people were completely hidden under the white armor, and their eyes were two blood-red crystals on their helmets, emitting a faint red light. One of their hands held a sword, while the other hand was transformed into a silver-white cylinder, with a faint white light inside, as if it could shoot out at any time.
"Looks like this is one of Veska's trump cards …" Garon looked around in admiration, "It should be similar in nature to my Black Fire Guard, but it seems to be a little stronger. Tsk tsk … There are more than fifty form three waves, and more than ten spiritualized ones … Powerful indeed! "
The surrounding White Guards acted as if they didn't hear Garon's words at all. They all stood quietly on the spot, motionless, neither attacking nor giving way.
"Veska, looks like the replenishment of the White Guards is far less than my Black Fire Guard? If you don't want to waste your subordinates' strength, then give way. I'm only here to take back what originally belonged to me. " Garon snorted coldly, and ignored the White Guards blocking the way, and directly rode forward. Straight towards the white tower.
These powers, along with some trump cards, were a threat to him, but what he was most proud of was his survivability. Without enough power of the same level to suppress him, even if there was something that could completely destroy him, he was confident that he could escape unscathed. The terror of the Nine-Life Talent lay in this.
Biwen and the others followed Garon fearfully, and as expected, the people in front of the White Guards kept retreating, and naturally opened up a path.
Veska must have some method to directly see the situation here.
Garon understood, if the other party didn't want to fight to the death with him, he wouldn't ask for trouble, and fall out with Veska. After all, this guy's strength was unknown, and he was also at the peak of form four. He was also connected to another Grand Duke, Cody.
Riding his horse to the bottom of the white tower, Garon dismounted, and strode towards the tower door.
The white round tower door had already opened by itself, and inside, there were a few white-clothed researchers bustling about, as if they didn't notice the changes outside. One by one, they seemed to have forgotten themselves.
Garon strode into the tower. A voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Your item is in the third secret room on the second floor." It was still that old-fashioned and serious voice, it was Veska's voice.
Garon smiled, and strode through the crowd, going up the stairs to the second floor, and the others quickly followed.
In the white corridor on the second floor, the door to the third secret room was clearly lit up with a faint red light, as if it was guiding Garon in the direction he was going.
This light was a bit blinding, even with Garon's vision, he couldn't help but squint. But the others didn't seem to feel it at all.
He strode towards the secret room.
There were two white-clothed people guarding the door to the secret room. Seeing Garon walk over, they actually raised their feet, ready to kick the door open.
"Without the orders of His Majesty and the Minister of Defense, you can't go in!"
"Get out of my way!" Bam! Garon pushed aside the people blocking him, and strode into the laboratory, scanning everything inside, he instantly determined the location of the Green Vine Sphere.
This item was stored in a crystal bottle, a cylindrical crystal bottle, filled with a green solution.
The entire Green Vine Sphere was like a ball of green yarn baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, with broken thread ends everywhere.
Garon walked over.
With a bang, he smashed the glass, reached in directly, and fished out the Green Vine Sphere, pressing it on his left shoulder.
Hiss …
The Green Vine Sphere waved its green tentacles wildly, and quickly pierced into the flesh of Garon's shoulder, and quickly melted into it completely.
"Go!"
Garon turned and left the laboratory, if he stayed here any longer, he was afraid that Veska's fragile nerves wouldn't be able to take it.
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