The Black Water True Technique had already started to show its power. The terrifying water vapor was constantly being compressed, condensing into a terrifyingly dense water giant hand. The moment the opponent reacted, it would form directly in front of the opponent, making it impossible to dodge. Combined with the terrifying strength of his right hand, the Troll Grip's increased ring power was no joke.
With just one hit, Garon had already knocked the Cthulhu unconscious.
Reaching out another finger, Garon pointed downwards.
Pew!
A ray of black light pierced the ground like a thorn, completely piercing through the Cthulhu's chest.
Garon, who had fused three dragon heads, was getting closer to Form Five. Right now, he was already faintly showing the power of God Cloud. Facing a Form Four top secret technique, he was still calm and composed, easily dissolving the opponent's attack with one hand.
This was the difference between Form Five and Form Four. This difference was so huge that it was hard to describe. After fusing totems, the secret technique would be pushed to an unimaginable, almost mythical level.
What was originally a normal secret technique, under the power of a top level totem, would reach an unprecedented terrifying effect.
In other words, Form Fives were the giants who had trained their secret techniques to a level close to mythical.
Every Form Five stood at the peak of their secret technique. But because of cultural differences, Form Fives did not establish secret technique sects, but established schools, organizations, or councils.
Casually killing a legendary Cthulhu, Garon did not show any arrogance.
He did look relaxed, but this was on the basis of using the Troll Grip on his right hand.
Nine-Headed Hydra could not be used now, and releasing a totem with only six heads would be suicide.
Other than Nine-Headed Hydra's own abilities, Garon could only rely on the Troll Grip and Black Water True Technique, and the final Flash Screen.
That black giant hand just now was only 20% of Garon's secret technique power, pushing the power of the Troll Grip. Its power was already so terrifying, exceeding the peak of Form Four.
The Black Water True Technique became stronger as the number of fused dragon heads increased. It had now become Garon's new trump card.
After testing the current effect of his secret technique, Garon gently landed on the ground.
Skyharp and Wukang were already waiting beside the handprint pit. The surrounding totem users and guards had already been evacuated, and only the three of them were the first to arrive.
"This is the Evil God? It feels so weak. "Wukang stroked his chin with a relaxed expression.
"It's not that he's weak, it's that the Palace Master is too strong." Skyharp saw through the true details of this battle from the side. His gaze was somewhat solemn. "The Evil God's final move was something that even you and I would have been injured. However, the Palace Master was able to …"
When she mentioned it, Wukang also stopped smiling, and carefully experienced the totem light in the pit. His expression immediately turned grave.
"Indeed, if every Evil God is so powerful, it would be troublesome …"
"Have you dealt with the rest of the Cthulhuism Society members?" Garon asked calmly.
"Of course." Skyharp smiled. "Those people were hiding in a cave two kilometers away. They've all been killed."
Garon nodded. The Evil God in the pit was melting, quickly turning into red sand. Clearly, it had completely lost all signs of life.
However, Garon did not see any changes in the Potential Points column, which meant that he could not use this method to farm Potential Points. This made him slightly disappointed.
Suddenly, the Evil God's eyelids moved, and suddenly opened.
"Nine-headed Snake, you're dead! How dare you provoke the great Cthulhuism Society. The Divine King will not let you go! Hehe … Just you wait … Everything you have will be cursed and destroyed, destroyed!! "
Bang!
Garon stepped on the Evil God's head, and countless red sand splattered everywhere. The Evil God's remaining body finally turned into red sand.
"These Evil Gods are relying on their immortal bodies, and are becoming more and more arrogant." Skyharp was speechless.
"This is not arrogance, it's a little crazy." Wukang shook his head. "This kind of annoying tone, even a good-tempered person like me wants to kill someone."
"It's alright, we're on the side of the Royal Alliance of Luminarists, and the Cthulhuism Society will be our enemy sooner or later." Garon said nonchalantly. "Get ready, we're leaving immediately."
*****
"What? We're going to Daniela?! Are you crazy? " The bearded man looked at Beckstone with a pained expression. This guy gathered everyone together, and started saying things that no one could understand.
"Do you know what's happening over there?! A battle royale! A battle royale! The Geometry Service, the Obscuro Society, the Cthulhuism Society, the King of Daniela, any one of them can easily crush you a hundred times over! " The bearded man couldn't help but wail. If it wasn't for the fact that the society ordered him to protect Beckstone's safety, he wouldn't care about this idiot who jumped into the fire pit.
In the forest at night, the three of them sat by the bonfire. Unlike the bearded man's confused expression, the Eleventh Princess Tina's expression was unusually calm.
"You're going to look for Hannet, right?"
Beckstone nodded slowly.
"The Cthulhu King won't let him go."
"Can we save him if we go?" Tina asked calmly.
Beckstone didn't reply, and only looked down at the bonfire.
"You look quite calm, why are you always muddle-headed on important matters?" The bearded man said helplessly. "My suggestion is to return to the society immediately. I've received news that two big shots from the Nest Master are coming. If we meet them, we'll be in trouble. Furthermore, our Kovitan is no longer the same as before. Now that our country is divided and heavily damaged, we've become a second-rate country. Compared to Daniela and Ender … "
"It's okay, as long as we hide well …"
"Also, you don't know that our Terraflor Society had a history with the Cthulhuism Society." The bearded man said hesitantly. "If you guys are discovered to be plant-type totems, you'll definitely be hunted to death."
"There'll be a way." Beckstone said calmly. "I can't just watch my friends fall into a desperate situation."
"I support you." Tina nodded heavily. "If you don't have this kind of determination, you wouldn't be the Beckstone I know."
"Uncle, please bring Tina back to the society. I'll go to Daniela alone." Beckstone suddenly said.
"No!" "No!!"
The two of them said at the same time.
"If you want to go, let's go together. Don't think that I'm useless! If it wasn't for my premonition, we wouldn't have escaped from the palace, right? "Tina said seriously.
Beckstone smiled bitterly. He knew that the situation would develop like this.
*****
"Recently, totem users from various countries have been gathering in Daniela on a large scale. More and more powerhouses from Ender, Sudan, Xihong Hall Alliance, Kovitan and other countries are gathering. The situation is becoming more complicated. The relevant security departments are taking active measures to adjust the balance between the various groups in order to reduce the possibility of armed conflict … "
The gentle female voice of the news announcer came out of the radio.
In the darkness, the haggard girl on the bed was listening to the news attentively.
The white-haired boy sitting beside her was carefully peeling an apple for her.
"Brother, listen. Our people from Kovitan are here too …" The girl suddenly said happily.
"I know, I know." The boy was seriously peeling the apple, and only gave a perfunctory reply.
Kovitan's totem users were probably here for the Ancestral God Pillar that was spread out. The Ancestral God Pillar was a legendary item in Daniela. It was said that any totem user who inherited the power of the Ancestral God Pillar would become the world's top talent.
This was a huge temptation for those totem users who were not very talented.
This wasn't fake news. There really were people who were accidentally upgraded by the Ancestral God Pillar. For a moment, totem users from various countries were gathering here.
After the defeat of Kovitan's defense line, all the monsters in the East Continent suffered heavy losses under the purification effect of the Final Shelter. For a moment, all the major forces were mobilized to reclaim the lost land. The monsters were obviously much less.
Some of the wild areas near human settlements were also much safer.
In this way, in a slightly safer environment, this news spread and immediately attracted the attention of totem users everywhere.
"Looks like the Cthulhuism Society is planning to muddy the waters. But this is good too. We have a chance." The boy said calmly.
"Oh …" The girl replied half-heartedly.
*****
Bang!!
A middle-aged man was hit hard on a big rock. His whole body was like a struggling shrimp, curling up and rolling down. He groaned, struggled to get up and ran. But he was grabbed by the hair by a man in red.
"Tell me … Where is the Seed of the Ancestral God?" The man in red said gently.
"I … I don't know …" The middle-aged man said with a trembling voice. "My totem was destroyed by you. My life's work is gone. What else do you want!?"
"What do you think? Hehe … "The man in red laughed lightly. He raised his other hand. There was a metal saw in his palm. "Do you know how it feels when this saw slowly cuts through your throat from your neck?"
His voice sounded like he was whispering sweet nothings to a lover. There was no killing intent in his voice, but it was filled with a chilling coldness.
"I … I don't know anything … The Seed of the Ancestral God … was stolen by the people of Ender!! And the people of Sudan and West Rainbow Hall from Kovitan … They all have their own bases. They are all in the best positions. They are the most likely to get the Ancestral God's Light and condense the Seed of the Ancestral God!! "The middle-aged man said everything he knew.
"The closer you are to the Ancestral God Pillar, the more Ancestral God's Light you get. The stronger the seed you condense, this is all I know! Don't kill me!! " The middle-aged man knew how crazy the man in red was. In a few days, he had killed more than ten totem users. His cruel methods and cold temperament were enough to make one's hair stand.
"Special treatment? Really … "The man in red threw away the captive in his hand. His face showed a thoughtful expression.
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