Landing on the ground, Garon steadied himself, only then did he feel like his whole body was falling apart.
"At least 15 points of strength, how terrifying …" He muttered. The first time he clashed with the black shadow, it was obvious that it was just a casual attack, but the second time, it was its full strength. But luckily, Garon was well-versed in secret techniques and combat skills, even if he couldn't use his special strength, but as a master of secret techniques at the level of King of the Century, some of his advanced techniques were equally powerful.
One part of his strength could be used with fifty percent of his strength. Under the effect of strong combat secret techniques, against a monster that only had brute strength, it was as if his battle strength was increased by five times. This was the peak effect of the King of the Century. Not to mention that Garon had already surpassed this level, his understanding of secret techniques and his own body had already reached a point where he was almost transparent.
The reason why it was only almost, was because there was still one last point that he wasn't completely clear about. That was the innate ability in his brain.
After dealing with the black shadow, Garon then took out a match and a torch from the bag under his robe, and lit the match with a whoosh, the orange flame landed directly on the head of the torch, igniting the cotton cloth that was covered with kerosene.
This torch was specially made, the handle was hollow, and there was a large amount of kerosene inside, the principle was similar to an alcohol lamp, it could continue burning for a long time, until the kerosene in the handle was completely burned out.
The bright flame instantly lit up an area of four to five meters around the passage, and a smell of kerosene like kerosene immediately spread far away along with the fine smoke.
Garon held the torch, and looked at the place where the black shadow disappeared with the help of the light.
The ground there was slightly sunken, and there were still traces of the black shadow being smashed down, but there were no traces of the black shadow left behind.
Garon held the torch and carefully checked the surrounding stone walls, there were also no traces left behind, even the black needle that was in his hand just now had disappeared without a trace.
"Since the Cthulhu King invited me here, it is likely that we will meet again in the future, I should be able to find something if I go inside." Although he didn't find any traces of the black shadow, he already had a rough estimate in his heart.
This type of shadow was very strong. In an environment where supernatural powers were restricted, only a peak form five who had been strengthened by the fusion power for many years would have enough strength to deal with it.
If it was any other totem user, they would probably be torn apart in one move. However, Garon had some doubts in his heart. Even if he couldn't use his supernatural powers, he could still tame some mutated creatures, or use the Obscuro Society's Crystal Derivator to control a strong mutated beast, and enter this place to deal with the shadow.
As for why the Cthulhu King and the Divine God Palace Master did not do so, perhaps there were other reasons.
Raising the torch, he continued on his way.
The passage ahead was getting wider and wider, and the faint blue mist gradually appeared in the air, and the outline of the surroundings could be seen clearly again.
Garon extinguished the torch. With his eyesight, the blue light was enough to provide a clear vision.
After an unknown period of time, Garon rested twice and ate three times. Finally, there were new changes in the passage ahead.
The faint blue mist was once again covered by pitch-black shadows, and the entire passageway was once again plunged into darkness.
Boom!
A huge shadow pounced out again, from behind Garon, like a huge lump of pitch-black sludge. There was no movement or sound, as if a dead object had been splashed behind Garon.
Without hesitation, Garon turned around and kicked sideways. This time, he didn't hold back at all. He gathered all the strength in his body, and with a vicious spin, the tip of his foot made an ear-piercing sound in the air, like a bolt of lightning.
Bam!
The shadow's speed was obviously not as fast as Garon's. Even if it was a sneak attack, it was still kicked by the last minute reaction. In an instant, it crashed into the wall on the right like a cannonball, smashing the abnormally sturdy wall into pieces.
The shadow suddenly disappeared, and the entire passageway returned to normal. Only the sound of rubble falling from the smashed wall could be heard.
Garon panted slightly. The Nine-Headed Hydra's regenerative ability was obviously suppressed. After using all his strength, his originally strong body was faintly tired.
"Looks like my body's endurance is largely dependent on the Nine-Headed Hydra's special power … Without the special power, this kind of extreme explosive power has become the most troublesome burden on the body. It's not suitable to use the original explosive power … "
This was like mixing steel and concrete together. It could withstand a very high pressure, but if the steel was removed, the strength of the remaining concrete would be greatly reduced.
And in the Nine-Headed Hydra's genes, the special power was the steel in the concrete.
This way, the body's ability to withstand pressure was reduced, but it was still habitually using the original power. This would definitely bring a huge burden to the body.
Thinking of this, Garon couldn't help but think of the other two people. The Divine God Palace Master was still alright, as he should have a stronger and more balanced body. But the Cthulhu King, the Cthulhu Society's leader, might be in trouble.
This kind of suppression against the special supernatural power was obviously his biggest opponent. In this kind of environment, his strength would probably be weakened to an extremely low level, or even worse. Of course, he might have other ways to deal with it.
The black shadow was destroyed, and the tunnel quickly returned to its blue, misty environment. It looked like the tunnel would only turn dark when the black shadow was about to attack.
As usual, Garon checked for any possible remnants, but there was nothing.
He rested for a while, and continued forward.
After passing through the two crescent moon halls he saw earlier, the slope of the tunnel became greater and greater. Now, he could clearly feel that he was going deeper into the ground.
Soon, another invasion of darkness enveloped him, and the tunnel was completely plunged into darkness.
Garon waited with rapt attention, waiting for a possible attack.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a ball of flame lit up in front of him. The orange flame was bright and scorching.
Garon suddenly realized that there was a person standing in front of him without him noticing. It was a man whose head was on fire.
He was dressed in black, and only his head was exposed. Through the light of the fire, it could be seen that he was a young man. His eyes were dull and lifeless, and he stared straight at Garon. He had a head of black curly hair, and his skin was sickly white, as if it had not seen the sun for a long time.
The strangest thing was that the skin on the man's face that was originally intact was rapidly turning yellow and black as the flames burned. Droplets of human oil seeped out from the scorched skin and slid across his cheeks before dripping to the ground.
The man shouted, and suddenly pounced at Garon.
Boom!!
A glaring ball of fire suddenly exploded, forming a crimson fireball that flashed in the air for a fleeting moment.
Garon was pushed back by the huge explosion, and his legs were nailed to the ground. His leather boots were instantly torn apart by the powerful impact, and the soles were even smoking.
At this critical moment, Garon covered his chest with his arms. His intuition told him that something was wrong, and he hurriedly protected his head and chest.
There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and the explosion ended in an instant.
Garen put down his smoking arms and looked at the injuries on his arms. The outer side of his arms had been completely roasted. His skin was charred black and hardened, and there was even some light yellow tissue fluid oozing out of it.
Hu …
"Compared to the previous one, this speed is much faster …" Garon let out a long breath. The speed of the man's self-explosion was so fast that even he could not dodge it in time. He could only raise his arms to protect himself, and the explosion ended.
The explosion was very powerful, but compared to the surrounding stone walls, Garon's body was stronger, so a layer of the stone walls was blown off, but Garon's arms were only injured. Even if this place restricted supernatural powers, and the Nine-Headed Hydra did not have the terrifying regenerative ability, the basic self-healing ability of its genes was far superior to that of ordinary creatures.
With such injuries, he only needed to rest for a few days, and he would be able to recover quickly.
Feeling the intense pain in his arms, Garon carefully observed his surroundings. The faint blue mist had returned, and it was obvious that the attack this time had come to an end.
He decided to sit cross-legged on the ground. The stone walls around him were made of some unknown material, and it was extremely strong. Such a strong explosion only managed to blow up a finger's thickness.
He did not dare to walk forward anymore. He did not know how many more self-exploding people there were, and if there were more, he would have to plan his trip carefully and prepare again.
Without supernatural powers, it was indeed very troublesome to encounter such methods.
Hiss … Hiss …
Suddenly, there was a sound of hope from Garon's chest.
He quickly took out the small dark red button, and lightly pressed on a small protrusion on the side of the button.
"You encountered something on your side too?" The Cthulhu King's voice came vaguely from the other side.
"You can feel it?" Garon was a little surprised.
"It's a big explosion, right? I can barely hear it from my side. "The Cthulhu King confirmed his guess. "Before you, I've already encountered three explosions."
"How's the situation?"
"Very bad. Most of my powers have been restricted. Or rather, it's not called restricted. It's like they've been completely wiped out, and have completely disappeared. This situation is very troublesome. " The Cthulhu King's tone was a little irritated, and the situation on his side was probably much worse than what he said.
"Can we use gunpowder here?"
"Yes, as long as it's not supernatural powers, anything that involves totem power or mutated black copper pollution will be completely eliminated. But normal items are not restricted. "The Cthulhu King immediately understood what Garon meant." You mean to use gunpowder? Fire guns? "
"We can try." Garon came from Earth, and knew the terrifying power of gunpowder in its later stages. Compared to the people of this world, gunpowder was much more important.
"Let's go out and plan first." The Cthulhu King was silent for a while, and then replied.
"Self-exploding people? I've already passed this area. "Suddenly, a cold male voice came from the button. It was the Divine God Palace Master. "After the self-exploding people, there will be a black shadow with a single blade. It's humanoid, and one of its arms is a black blade. It's very powerful. I'm stuck here. "
Garon and the Cthulhu King's hearts sank. The Divine God Palace Master had actually passed the self-exploding people, and reached a deeper level. A black shadow with a single blade? There was actually something even more troublesome than the self-exploding people.
"Let's plan on the first level first. I have a way to inform my subordinates to send things here." The Cthulhu King said softly.
"Alright."
After carving a mark on the wall, Garon decisively turned around and left.
When he came in, he had to be careful and observe every detail, so he moved forward very slowly. But when he went back, it was very fast. Running at full speed, he was much faster than when he came in.
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