Due to the fact that he could not freely adjust his time, most of his time was wasted waiting for his physical and mental strength to be depleted. Garen did not continue practicing the Slaughtering Hand because of some of his apprehensions. He always had a trace of vigilance towards Black Sethe even though he appeared to be completely harmless. But he couldn't forget the situation when Black Sethe wanted to take over his body. If it wasn't for his Soul Seed, using the power of the Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique to restrain Black Sethe's remnant soul, the result might have been unexpected.
'It's useless. The Slaughtering Hand is a very strong Secret Technique against Void Creatures. You've already practiced it to this level, don't you think it's a pity to change it?' Black Sethe saw through Garon's plan.
"I've never felt pity for things that might have hidden dangers. Because giving it up isn't my loss, but my fortune. "Garon answered calmly.
He was sitting cross-legged in a spacious wooden hall. The hall was a large dance studio that was modified for him to meditate.
He spent six hundred gallons a month, which was equivalent to six hundred USD on Earth. But compared to the quiet environment here and the large area, the price was nothing to him.
'Worrying about this and that, hehe. Void Creatures won't give you time to worry. Each of them is more intelligent than the other. More and more of them will come. If your progress can't keep up with the opening of the void crack, then you can only wait for death.' Black Sethe laughed proudly.
Garon couldn't be bothered with him. He closed his eyes and continued to observe the situation in his body.
During this period of time, he had spent a great deal of effort to observe the state of his Slaughtering Hand. Although he didn't find any harmful aspects, some subtle uncontrollable signs had been highlighted. This made him decisively stop practicing the Slaughtering Hand.
Instead, he began to think about his future path.
He was born in the White Cloud Gate and practiced the Mammoth Secret Technique. After that, he practiced the Golden Statue Technique and reached an unbelievable level. He practiced the legendary Statue Realm that could only be achieved in theory. With his Secret Technique, he was invincible. In the end, even if Sylphalan fought with all his strength, he was confident that at most both of them would be injured.
In terms of Secret Techniques, although he had the talent to shorten his growth time, there were many things that he needed to understand himself. He couldn't avoid it. In the face of death, his ability couldn't help him at all. He could only rely on himself.
These things were not illusory, but real growth.
Garon examined his own growth and experiences step by step.
In the Totem World, he was careful at every step. The more he saw the vastness and mysteries of the universe, the more reverence he had for it. The terrifying civilizations like the Warlocks between heaven and earth have disappeared. Only the universe has remained unchanged since time immemorial.
His original arrogance and lofty sentiments slowly calmed down and turned into a desire to explore and learn everything.
In the end, when he achieved the sixth form in the Totem World, he lost everything he was familiar with because of the power of time. Once again, he understood the power of time, the vastness of the universe, enough to change everything.
When he came to this world, he felt true peace and tranquility. There wasn't much scheming, there wasn't any cruel survival. Most people grew up peacefully. Even if there were Blood Breeds and Witches, they were all hidden behind the scenes and didn't interfere with the lives of humans. The places they affected seemed vast, but in reality, it was only a small area. The remaining 90% of the places were all peaceful and happy. Most people didn't have any setbacks and lived honestly, day after day, year after year.
Putting aside the little bit of supernatural powers, this world was actually just an enlarged version of Earth. If one didn't actively touch the supernatural power area, in most of the other areas, one could just walk to any place and live a peaceful life as a normal person.
But this wasn't what he wanted.
"What do I want?" Garon asked himself.
"I just want to witness everything in this world, in this universe, from the bottom to the top, from the lowly to the great. What exactly is it like. "He answered himself. "I don't want to come to this world without knowing why, and die without knowing why …"
There was unwillingness in his heart, and he carefully savored this unwillingness. It seemed to be the root of his motivation to keep moving forward.
Black Sethe was still nagging in his ears, but he didn't know what he was saying.
Garon seemed to be unable to hear anything. He was just quietly immersed in his thoughts, isolating himself from all other sounds, leaving only the thumping of his heart.
That kind of deep unwillingness was like the magma of a volcano that was about to erupt. It was sticky and hot, and it accumulated in his chest.
Following this root of motivation, he quickly recalled the hundreds and thousands of Secret Techniques and all kinds of knowledge that he had memorized.
Other than the Slaughtering Hand, the Secret Techniques that he had created and perfected were the 'Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique', which originated from the Black Water True Technique. It was a top level Living Secret Technique formed by combining two Living Secret Technique seeds. There was also the 'Divine Statue Technique' that he had derived to the peak. These two techniques were the Secret Techniques that he was most proficient in.
"Since the Slaughtering Hand belongs to the Yin attribute, then I can cultivate a Yang attribute Secret Technique, as a counterbalance technique." Garon thought in his heart, and began to search for Yang attribute Secret Techniques in his mind. The Secret Techniques that could catch his eye were at least of an extraordinary origin, or extremely high level Secret Techniques with high potential.
However, there were very few that could reach the level of the Divine Statue Technique. There were even fewer that could reach the level of the Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique. Perhaps only the Slaughtering Hand could reach this level.
This way, there were very few choices.
"Extreme Heat Palm, after cultivating it, it doesn't belong to the type that has special effects, so it shouldn't be a restricted type in this world. It's just that its level isn't high, it's only at the same level as the Divine Statue Technique. "
Garon was slightly hesitant, but decided to just pass the time. Extreme Heat Palm itself didn't have any special effects, it was just an ordinary middle level Secret Technique. Because it was very slow to cultivate, it would take a long time to cultivate, but the strength obtained was not strong. According to the classification, it should be classified as a Life Technique, but its advantage was that it could nourish the body. It could also neutralize the cold nature of the Slaughtering Hand and Soul Seed.
However, the level of Extreme Heat Palm itself wasn't very high, this was limited by the fact that its creator's level wasn't high. The highest level it could reach was to live to a hundred years old, its attacks would be filled with vitality, and its recovery would be very strong. This was its biggest characteristic. As for the increase in the average quality of the body, it was about the same as the Golden Statue Technique before the Divine Statue Technique. Garon wasn't interested in some of the accompanying Footwork and Palm Techniques.
What he needed was the Yang effect of Extreme Heat Palm.
Coincidentally, the cultural relics were about to arrive, perhaps he could earn a large amount of Potential Points.
Garon took out his phone, turned it on, and checked the message from Bald Head.
The cultural relics had already arrived, and now there were people who sent them to the house he rented in the suburbs. However, because it was divided and robbed halfway, there weren't many left.
"Please don't worry, I will personally deal with those who dare to provoke the Nighthawks." Ever since Bald Head Kaedun came back from Africa, he had become much more vicious.
After replying to Bald Head's message, Garon immediately dialed the number of another capable person, Jay.
"Jay, where are you right now?"
"We're almost at the state of Faya, boss." Jay was the person in charge of the Men in Black's affairs. "This time, there were people who interfered, I'm very sorry, we …"
"This has nothing to do with you, you two can decide on these things. Did you find out what I asked you to investigate?" Garon interrupted him. He could just snatch the cultural relics back, since only the Men in Black knew about this secret anyway.
"Yes, the former person in charge, Levi's daughter, Ourin, is only twelve years old now. She's studying at York County Madhouse Private High School in England. She's a very beautiful mixed-blood girl. Now she's being taken care of by her mother, Besna. Her father, Levi Connent, is a somewhat famous international businessman. "
"Where is she? Since you promised Levi, then you have to take good care of her. "Garon asked.
"Originally, the Men in Black already had people in charge of protecting Ourin. After the organization collapsed, I continued to maintain the original order. The protector is still there, there hasn't been any major changes." Jay reported.
"Bring her over. Her father's identity and grudges make it impossible for her to live a peaceful life, we can't protect her forever. Oh right, who's Levi's main opponent? It's probably his daughter and wife. "
"England's Earth Dragon and his small group were once heavily injured by Levi. There's also Germany's Heavy Armor Legion, an assassin organization. Also, India's Nagas also have grudges with Levi …" Jay started to talk non-stop.
Garon finally understood why Levi would use his biggest secret to exchange for his daughter's safety even if he had to die. Just look at the forces and experts that hated him to the core. There were seven to eight famous groups that were linked to him, and there were also some that were not discovered in the dark.
"Just take care of it, don't let me break my promise. If you encounter something that you can't handle, report it to me directly."
"Understood."
The call ended.
Garon kept his phone.
'You like all kinds of cultural relics?' Black Sethe came again.
Garon couldn't be bothered with him, this guy was the type that would get more excited the more you paid attention to him. If you kept ignoring him, he would quiet down instead. Moreover, cultural relics were his biggest secret, so naturally, he couldn't just reveal it.
'Do you really think that you have nothing to worry about now? That you can ignore the threat from Void Creatures? 'Black Sethe continued. 'Actually, there's another unfortunate news that I haven't told you.'
Garon stood up.
"What news?"
'Hehe. I found it after I killed that Void Worm last time. I was afraid of scaring you, so I didn't tell you in advance. 'Black Sethe kept him in suspense.
Garon didn't say anything, waiting for him to speak. Under normal circumstances, he would most likely not be able to hold himself back and speak.
As expected, after a minute, he couldn't hold himself back anymore.
'I found out that the worm wasn't wandering, it belonged to a group, a race.'
"What you're saying is that there will be more trouble if I kill that insect?" Garen asked. He walked out of the room without any hesitation, closed the door behind him, and walked slowly through the corridor where people came and went from time to time.
'That's a race of Devourers, they have a strict hierarchy, just like bees and ants, forming a coordinated whole. Offending one of them means offending the whole group. 'Black Sethe gloated,' I think you'll be in trouble soon. '
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