It was still the original hall of the goddess statue. When Garon walked out of the passage, the two of them were already waiting here.
The green silk cloak on the Divine God Palace Master was still as shiny as new, as if it had not been through a battle. He leaned against the wall on the left side of the statue, closing his eyes to rest.
The Cthulhu King was in a much worse state, his body was covered in burn wounds, his red robe was torn, revealing the red metal armor underneath. He was standing in front of the statue, as if observing something.
Seeing Garon come out, the two of them looked over at the same time.
Garon did not look much better than the Cthulhu King. Although there were no other injuries, both of his arms were charred black, obviously concentrated on his hands.
"We are more familiar with the terrain than you, so we arrived first." The Cthulhu King nodded, "I have already asked my subordinates to send the gunpowder over, tell me if there is anything else you need. On the third floor after the second floor, the Living Secret Technique should have the biggest guardian of the ruins in front, we must work together to get it."
"The gunpowder might not work." Garon said softly, "Behind those fire men, behind the black figure with a single blade, who knows how much trouble there will be. We need to prepare the best protective equipment. "
"I asked my men to bring some fire extinguishers, maybe it will work." The Cthulhu King had obviously considered this point. Unlike the Divine God Palace Master, they were obviously weaker, they could not even get past the fire men, so they did not need to worry about the single blade figures behind them.
"Maybe we can go together." Garon suggested.
"We do not know which passage the Living Secret Technique is in, the three passages are in three different directions. Also, the Secret Technique is not the only benefit in the ruins …" The Cthulhu King chuckled.
"Let's wait for a while." The Divine God Palace Master finally decided, and the three of them did not speak anymore.
Garon walked to the right side of the statue and stood in front of it, leaning against it to rest.
At the same time, his gaze moved from the hall to the attribute pane at the bottom of his vision.
'Strength 14. Agility 10. Vitality 11. Intelligence 10. Potential 54521%. '
"545 points? That much? "Garon's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
Ever since he had absorbed the Evil God's Origin to increase his maximum Attributes, he had stayed in the King's Capital and had not gone anywhere else. He had not tested the extent of the Evil God's Origin's improvement.
One attribute required 100 potential points. This number was too terrifying. Even he had no way of increasing it in a short period of time.
When he left the Kingdom and headed towards the ruins, in order to avoid exposing his whereabouts, he did not kill any mutated creatures on a large scale to accumulate potential points.
"I originally had less than 100 Potential Points, but now I have more than 500 Potential Points. Obviously, these were all obtained from the passage." Garon had a rough idea. "Let's see how much the Cthulhu's Origin can increase my attributes to."
His gaze focused on the Constitution, but his body walked to the shadows of the hall, behind the statue of the goddess, blocking the other two's line of sight.
After his line of sight stopped for three seconds, his Vitality attribute suddenly jumped and blurred for a moment. When it appeared again, it had already changed from 11 to 12, and his potential points had also decreased to over 400. One hundred potential points could only increase one Attribute.
As soon as his Vitality was added, Garon felt cool all over. The burn on his arm instantly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The charred shell on the outside was peeled off easily and silently. Garon gently caught it in his hand.
The slight internal injury he had received from the collision with the giant shadow was also completely healed. His body was in an unprecedented state of perfection.
The increase in his Vitality attribute also had the effect of healing injuries. Garon had almost forgotten about it. However, he still felt that his Vitality attribute had reached its limit and could not be increased anymore. He was slightly regretful. If he used it properly, this kind of recovery could even give him an extra life at a critical moment.
With the addition of Vitality, in addition to the one point he had previously added to Vitality, it was obvious that the Cthulhu's Origin could increase his maximum Attributes by two points. When he looked at the other Attributes again, the same feeling as when his Vitality was not increased appeared. It was very likely that this two point limit increased evenly.
All Attributes increased by two points at the same time.
This should be the effect of the Cthulhu's Origin.
Garon looked at the remaining three hundred plus potential points. He could still increase his Attributes by three points. This needed to be carefully considered.
He looked at the other two. The Cthulhu King was taking out a green ointment and carefully applying it to his body. He seemed to be healing his injuries.
He did not leave the ruins and used other methods to heal his injuries. He then looked at the Divine God Palace Master's indifferent expression.
"Don't be confused. Even if you bring your injuries out, you can't use supernatural powers to heal them." The Cthulhu King noticed Garon's gaze and explained directly. Suddenly, he looked at Garon's arm. "Your arm?"
Garon shook his arm.
"It wasn't injured in the first place. It's just that the surface is blackened." He lied naturally.
"Get ready. The gunpowder is here. There are also three tower shields. They've been strengthened. "The Cthulhu King nodded and reminded him.
Very quickly, a faint whining sound came from the forest at the entrance. It sounded like the howling of a strong wind. Suddenly, a ball of white light fell and landed at the entrance of the cave. After staying for a few seconds, the white light slowly dissipated. A large bag of grey gunpowder appeared on the ground, and three inverted triangular dark red tower shields. The tower shields were unusually thick. From the edges, one could see that they were made from more than ten tower shields stacked together. They were as thick as a palm. They looked like three lumps of metal. They were unusually heavy.
"We're here." The Cthulhu King walked out first. He lifted a tower shield with one hand and threw it towards Garon. "Want to try it?"
Garon reached out to catch it.
Bang.
The tower shield that was more than a meter tall landed on his hand and made a dull sound.
"It's made from the best fire-resistant metal mixed with extremely hard Selle Iron. It's not only fireproof and insulated, but also has strong defensive abilities. It's just slightly heavy. "The Cthulhu King introduced. "It's about two thousand kilograms."
"Two tons?" Garon carefully weighed it. It was obviously too light for him. However, the Cthulhu King had obviously built it according to his own body. No matter how strong a long-range totem user was, it was impossible for him to compete with a close-combat type. Furthermore, this was a place where unnatural powers were completely eliminated. Without unnatural powers, the three of them could only rely on their physical strength to use the tower shield. Compared to the outside world, they were much weaker.
Without unnatural powers, Garon only had his own physical fitness and the secret techniques and combat skills he had mastered. As for secret techniques that could activate special powers, such as the Red Jade Hand, Myriad Water Jasper Technique, Black Water True Technique, etc. These were once high-level secret techniques. Without unnatural powers, they were far inferior to low-level combat skills.
Without the support of unnatural powers, some of the techniques and abilities were just for show in the ruins. They were completely useless.
Carrying the tower shield, he distributed some gunpowder. The three of them carefully discussed their encounters and the time of their journey. They then split up and entered the second floor of the ruins.
Compared to the first time he entered, Garon's footsteps were obviously much heavier. He carried the tower shield that was more than two tons in his hand and stepped on the ground step by step.
He didn't know what these floor tiles were made of, but they were abnormally hard. His heavy footsteps didn't leave any marks.
The second time he entered, Garon's speed was obviously much faster. He was almost running. His vitality had also increased by one point, so it was obviously better than before. Especially in terms of endurance.
In just two days, he quickly entered the second level and encountered the first ball of shadows.
Boom!!
The huge shadow crashed onto the tower shield, and a large portion of the spikes in the center of the shield broke off. The shadow was also injured by the spikes. It cried out in pain, and seemed to be even angrier.
It expanded again, and took up a few meters of space in the tunnel. It pounced towards Garon crazily.
Garon raised the shield and swung it with both hands.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!! In the ear-piercing sound of rotation, the tower shield was instantly thrown into a high-speed flying dart. It slashed the shadow's body like a blade.
Unsurprisingly, the tower shield directly cut the huge shadow from the middle. It flew for more than ten meters and hit the wall in front of the bend. Half of it was deeply embedded in the wall.
The black shadow suddenly collapsed and disappeared without a trace. The surrounding darkness quickly receded, and the environment was restored to the blue mist.
Garon let out a long breath. He walked over and grabbed the tower shield, and pulled it out of the wall.
It was silent. The blue mist was hazy, and he couldn't see anything more than ten meters away.
Garon carried the shield and continued to move forward. Then, he encountered the second shadow. He dealt with it without any mishap. This time, with the heavy tower shield, it was much easier.
The third and fourth shadow, this time there were more shadows, but they were easily dealt with.
Half an hour later, the fiery man with the head on fire appeared again.
As soon as the yellow flame appeared, it pounced towards Garon. Its speed was so fast that it was like a blur. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Garon.
The tower shield accurately blocked in front of him. Garon half-squatted and held the shield with both hands.
Boom!!
The orange fireball flashed and disappeared. In the tunnel, Garon was pushed back a few meters with the shield, leaving a charred mark on the ground.
White smoke rose from the shield due to the high temperature. There was a strong burnt smell in the air, like the smell of burnt wires.
Garon slowly stood up from behind the tower shield. He looked at the quiet blue tunnel in front of him. The surface of the tower shield was charred black, and there were only slight dents.
"The effect is not bad." He shook the shield, and the charred black surface shook slightly. A large part of it was shaken off, revealing the uneven dark red metal layer underneath.
He carried the shield and walked forward. Before he could walk more than a hundred meters, the darkness in front of him covered him again.
In the darkness, a black figure slowly stood up from the ground, as if it was formed by liquid water.
Garen could only vaguely make out the silhouette of his opponent. It was a black shadow that was about the same height as a normal person. His right hand was in the shape of a straight machete. There was no palm, no arm, just a straight black machete connected to his elbow.
As soon as the figure with a single blade saw Garen, he pounced on him without a word. There was no sound of wind, as if he was a real shadow.
Clang!
The machete hit the tower shield, leaving a deep mark. Sparks flew in the darkness, illuminating a small area around him.
After the attack failed, the black figure jumped up and disappeared in mid-air. He suddenly appeared behind Garon, and the machete in his right hand silently slashed towards the back of Garon's neck.
The speed of this instant was so fast that it did not even take a second from the first slash to the sneak attack on Garen's neck from behind.
The black machete cut through the air. Although it did not make any sound, just as it was about to come into contact with Garen's skin, an even darker crack appeared in front of the blade. It was as if even the air had been completely cut apart.
Before he could react, Garon swung the shield behind him. Without looking at the situation behind him, his body rushed forward two steps with the reaction force.
With a bang, the shield smashed into the wall on the right. It was deeply embedded in the wall again, and a stream of golden sparks splashed out.
The black figure hurriedly retracted his machete to dodge at the critical moment. It was as if he could predict the future. Garon was faster than him, but before Garon could completely lift the shield, he retracted his machete and left. It was as if he could predict Garon's attack in advance.
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