He remembered clearly that after Hellgate came out, the first place he went to was the Ancestral God Grounds.
Now that he had the Cthulhu's Origin and achieved his goal, there was no point in staying here. The next step was to find Hannet, the previous Thunder God, and filter the Cthulhu King's will. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to use the Origin even if he had it.
With the advantage of being the King of the Century, once Garon reached Form 5, his battle power would instantly reach the peak of Form 5. He would be at the same level as Phiroth Cthulhu King. His usage and training of Secret Techniques had already reached a perfect level, unlike the other Form 5 Secret Techniques that had to start from the beginning. This was his advantage.
But the key was that the Nine-Headed Hydra's potential was insufficient. In terms of realm, he could only reach the lower stage of Form 5, which was the early stage of Form 5. There was no possibility of advancing further. This was the limit set by the Nine-Headed Hydra's genes, and there was no way to change it.
No matter how strong his battle power was, being able to reach the peak of Form 5, it was only because of his Secret Technique realm that exceeded the others.
After Hellgate broke through, the chairman of the Elder Council, who was a veteran peak of Form 5, also died at his hands. And he won without any injuries. In the original history, no one was able to stop the Obscuro Society's footsteps until the end of the great war, when the Three Heroes gradually rose to power and used the power of an ancient tactical formation to gather everyone's strength together, only then was Hellgate heavily injured. Then, Beckstone's sneak attack killed the strongest totem user in history. But this war also caused the entire Totem World to lose all its top battle power, and a large amount of inheritances were lost. The Totem Civilization fell to its lowest point, and on the other hand, the technological civilization showed signs of rising, gradually growing stronger as they fought against the monsters.
"No matter what, I have to reach Form 5 first to have the right to occupy my own position in the East Continent. Or else, once Hellgate appears … "Garon understood.
Boom!
Suddenly, a muffled sound came from afar, as if something had exploded.
Now that the population of the East Continent had decreased sharply, the monsters were also gathered together under the control of the Nest Master, and the environment was much more peaceful than before. But those who still dared to walk in the wild were definitely only powerful totem users. Or chaotic monsters that didn't listen to orders.
Garon quietly retracted the defensive poison mist, and began to change his position again.
Soon, he found another ditch and sat down close to the mountain wall. Once again, he began to circulate the Black Water True Technique.
Unexpectedly, another muffled sound came from afar. Amidst the messy footsteps, it was clear that someone was rapidly approaching.
Garen furrowed his brows. If it happened once, it could be considered a coincidence. However, if it happened twice in a row and the other party was coming in his direction with great precision, then it was obviously not a coincidence.
Now that he was fully using the Black Water True Technique, coupled with the Troll Grip, as well as the amplification of his combat skills, he was only equivalent to the middle stage of Form Five, and he had barely reached it. Once he encountered a true middle stage form five, he would definitely have to run. After fighting with the Cthulhu King twice, he clearly understood that even though his full power was equivalent to a middle stage fifth form, now was the crucial time to fuse the dragon heads. He could not be shaken, be it emotionally or physically.
Last time, he was almost attacked by the Cthulhu King from afar, causing all his previous efforts to go to waste. Therefore, his actual performance was lower than that of a middle stage.
"I left the secret of the Cthulhu's Origin to His Majesty Phiroth and Scylla. Right now, they should be busy causing trouble for the Cthulhuism Society. How would they have the spare energy to search for me?" Garon was confused.
Without hesitation, he changed his position again.
This time, it was slightly further away.
But very quickly, in less than ten minutes, the muffled sound came closer again. This time, Garon knew that the other party obviously had some way to track him. He decided to stay where he was and wait for the other party to come closer. Then, he would investigate and see who they were.
Following the rapid sound of footsteps approaching.
Far away from the bamboo forest, more than ten masked men and women in red tights were carrying a small, luxuriously decorated seat.
On the red seat, sat a black-haired man in a red dress.
Garon was slightly stunned. He looked carefully. Indeed, it was a man in a red dress.
The other party wore pink lipstick, eyeshadow, and held a white feather fan in his hand. His eyes were blinking.
It would be fine if this person was a beautiful man with a feminine appearance, but there was a faint stubble on his chin, and his face was a standard square face. He was obviously a dignified burly man with a strong body, but he still had a charming posture of throwing flirtatious glances.
Garon felt his stomach churn. He suddenly thought of one of the eighteen Cthulhus of the Cthulhuism Society. The description matched this person's disguise very well.
"Flower God … It should be him." Garon looked from afar. The other party had obviously seen him. He was fanning himself and winking at him.
Garon's expression didn't change. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and waited for the other party to come.
Other than Flower God, there weren't any other notable experts in this team. Flower God was only a low-level Cthulhu, which was Form Four. He was ranked at the bottom. Coming alone, there must be something going on.
Not long after, Flower God and the others quickly arrived in front of Garon, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
The single seat was slowly put down. The Flower God twisted his thick waist and stood up from the seat. He stood on the green grass and looked at Garen who ignored him with interest.
"Everyone says that the Nine-headed Demon Dragon Garon is cruel and terrifying. As long as it's an enemy, he won't show any mercy. He can even kill a peerless beauty. Now it seems that they don't understand love. "
Garon's eyelids twitched. His instincts told him that if he let this person continue, the situation would twist in a strange direction …
"Flower God, why did you come here to find me?" He asked directly.
"What's the matter?" Flower God covered his mouth with his white fan and laughed. "As one of the Cthulhus, it took me so long to find you. What else do you think it's about?"
"You think you have the ability to defeat me?" Garon laughed disdainfully.
"You didn't kill me immediately. Are you mesmerized by my beauty?" Flower God took out a small mirror and looked at his face narcissistically.
"I'm so handsome, but I'm too embarrassed to say that!" Garon couldn't help but say. As soon as he said that, he felt that something was wrong.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't say that.
Thinking back to his impulsive killing just now, Garon had some guesses.
The Nine-headed Dragon's nature was finally affecting his subconscious. He didn't forget that overlord-level creatures were extremely narcissistic. He didn't pay much attention to it because it wasn't obvious. He didn't expect it to be so subtle.
As soon as he said that, Garon knew that something was wrong. He opened his eyes and looked.
As expected, Flower God's "small mouth" was slightly open. He looked at him with surprise and admiration.
"I thought that other than me, no one else in the world could reach such a level of admiration and infatuation for themselves. I didn't expect to meet you here! "He seemed to be emotional. His cheeks were red, and his eyes were full of affection as he looked at Lin Huang.
"No wonder we felt like old friends at first sight. Now, it seems that only beauties like us are the most perfect pair in the world!"
Garon felt goosebumps all over his body. He suppressed the disgust in his heart.
"I don't think we're suitable. If you don't scram, don't blame me for being rude. "He wasn't even interested in fighting such an opponent. Even getting close to him was disgusting.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his feet and floated backward. He flew out surrounded by the corrosive fog.
Flower God stood there without moving, but his face was full of excitement.
"You can't run away. We're the most suitable pair in the world …"
Before he finished speaking, the word "together" was still echoing in the bamboo forest. Flower God's red dress suddenly flew up and turned into a red cloud that danced and spun.
"Hiss …"
The red cloud landed and instantly moved in front of Garon, turning into a red umbrella.
As the red umbrella spun, a white rain of flowers fell from the sky.
A charming and enchanting white jade face was revealed under the umbrella. It was an indescribably perfect face of a woman!!
The same red dress, the same posture, the same gaze, and the same Totem Light!!
It was the Flower God from before!
"Divine Flower, Capture the King!!" Flower God suddenly pointed, his slender white jade-like fingers piercing towards Garon.
The surrounding space seemed to be spinning. The bamboo forest gradually disappeared, and the surroundings turned into countless green light arcs. It was a blur, and nothing could be seen clearly.
"A mere Form Four dares to attack me!" Garon's face was cold, and he faced Flower God with one hand.
Clang!!
Their fingers collided, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard. The Totem Light intertwined and collided, sputtering out a large amount of light dots. The red and black dots surrounded the two like fairy raindrops, forcing the dazed servants brought by Flower God to retreat.
Easily suppressing his opponent's piercing fingers, Garon's right hand grabbed downwards, and was about to tear Flower God's head apart.
Suddenly, he saw a trace of pity on Flower God's perfect face. His heart couldn't help but stop for a moment, and he actually felt pity for her.
The attack in his hand slowed down, and Flower God took the opportunity to retreat. As the red umbrella spun, her figure was enchanting, and waves of fragrance filled the air. Together with the vitality of the green bamboo forest, it gave people an illusion of beauty.
"As expected, Master Garon is a man with a tough mouth, but a gentle heart." Flower God laughed.
"You think too much!" Garon's face was cold, and he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart. He stretched out his right hand, and black water vapor gathered in his palm, quickly forming a black water ball.
The water ball spun in his palm, and the shadow of a black dragon was faintly swimming in it.
With a splash, the water ball suddenly dispersed, and turned into a water vapor whirlpool. Garon's right hand suddenly plunged into the whirlpool.
Rip!!
Behind Flower God, a black whirlpool appeared out of nowhere, and a large white hand reached out from the center. The fingers were as sharp as knives, and the nails were as red as the mouth of a dragon. It bit towards the back of Flower God's head.
Ah!
Flower God cried out, and her whole body fell to the ground. As if it was a coincidence, the shoulder of her red dress was torn apart by the claw, revealing her snow-white shoulder.
Garon's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt his mouth go dry. Even if he quickly closed his eyes, it was useless.
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