'You don't even know how scary the white dolls are!' Black Sethe sneered.
Garen didn't care about him at all. He drove the car on his own. He had just gotten his driver's license not long ago, but his movements were already very familiar.
The cars in front passed by one after another, and the cars behind caught up from time to time. The flowerbeds on both sides of the road were constantly passing by.
'Although the white dolls are only the most common soldier-level among the void creatures, they have a strong body, a shell that doesn't know fatigue and pain, super strong recovery and powerful strength. Moreover, I guarantee that you don't want to meet two white dolls at the same time, because they will affect each other and increase the other's strength. This is the abnormal war machine in the void. They have no acupuncture points, no meridians, and are war machines specially developed to deal with us warlocks. '
Black Sethe sneered and explained at the same time.
"Is there any way for me to move quickly in the Dream World temporarily?" Garon suddenly asked, but his hands were still moving on the steering wheel, constantly adjusting the direction of the car.
'Why are you asking this? Training yourself is the right way. 'Black Sethe was puzzled.
"If we meet the same situation again, I can't move. If I die, won't you die with me?" Garon asked back. "It's just an emergency."
'There is, but it will consume a lot of my energy.' Black Sethe was dissatisfied.
"It's good that there is." Garon's expression did not change. "I feel that it was just a test, and the real thing will come soon. You better be prepared."
'Void creatures don't have the same timing as us. Even if they want to launch a second attack, it won't be so fast. I know void creatures better than you …'
Boom!!!
With a loud boom, the car suddenly turned and stepped on the brakes. It cruised forward for a distance, leaving four black scratches on the ground before it came to a stop. It stopped horizontally on the road.
Garon instantly felt his brain become sluggish, and his consciousness quickly faded away, returning to the same state as before.
Black Sethe's voice could no longer be heard clearly, as if it was separated by a thick layer of hazy cloth.
The sound of fire burning could be heard from all around.
Garon looked out of the car window and saw that both sides of the street were burning. The flames shot up to the sky, and not just the sides of the street, even the road was burning with scattered flames.
The scarlet flames were like red ribbons, constantly swaying upwards.
The surroundings suddenly became blurry, and the details on the road could not be seen clearly. The sky had unknowingly turned dark, and it was as if it was night.
Bang!
The back of the car seemed to have been hit by something. The whole car creaked, and the back half of the car was flattened like a flattened can.
Garen hurriedly opened the door and ran out of the car. He turned around and saw the three white dolls that were more than four meters tall. They were waving their huge fists and moving towards him. One of the white dolls was lifting its right foot from the trunk of the car.
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... . This is the white dolls' illusion! Black Sethe's voice came in.
Garon seemed to have regained his strength. His body returned to normal in an instant, and he could completely control himself. His surroundings became much clearer, and he knew that it was Black Sethe who did it. He turned around and ran.
"Damn it! Three white dolls, this is troublesome! You have to get out of their illusion as soon as possible. I'll tell you how to get out … "
Bang!
. Garon stepped on a car that was stopped on the road, and stepped directly on the car's window. He bent his body, bent his knees, and curled his body into a ball like a spring.
Before Black Sethe could finish his words.
Boom!!!
... A violent explosion. Garon bounced back from the car window, and flew towards the three white dolls like an arrow released from a bow.
"You're looking for death!!" Black Sethe shouted angrily.
Roar!!!
Suddenly, Garon's expressionless eyes showed a huge blood-red creature. A violent and terrifying roar erupted from his body as it rubbed against the air.
That was a dragon's roar!!
The Nine-Headed Hydra's spirit had always been hiding in the depths of Garon's soul, and had merged with him. That was the will of the last remaining overlord of the apocalyptic world. It was an absolute desire for survival!
As the overlord at the top of the food chain, the Nine-Headed Hydra had been suppressed in this world for too long. Now, it was finally time for it to explode.
A huge Nine-Headed Hydra shadow appeared behind Garon. It was a terrifying shadow that was more than ten meters tall. Its entire body was blood-red, and it was surrounded by an aura that was like black smoke.
Garon reached out his right hand, and grabbed one of the white dolls. That hand seemed to be wrapped in a huge Nine-Headed Hydra's head. Accompanied by a terrifying roar, it pounced towards the white doll that was four meters tall.
The white doll also let out a soundless roar. It waved its fist, and smashed it towards the unknown force in front of it.
Although its body size was very different from the Nine-Headed Hydra's shadow.
The Nine-Headed Hydra's shadow was more than twice its size.
The two of them were like an adult against a child, and collided in an instant.
Boom!!
Like thunder in the sky, the white doll's huge fist was ruthlessly broken, and was sent back into its body. It was completely stuffed back into its body like plasticine.
Garon's face flushed red, and his right arm instantly shriveled, as if it had lost all its water, leaving only skin and bones.
He quickly switched to his left arm, raised it, and swung it towards the other white doll.
His speed was extremely fast, and his left fist accurately carried the roar of the Nine-Headed Hydra as it smashed into the white doll's head.
With a bang, the doll's head exploded, and countless white mud-like things splattered everywhere.
The white doll staggered a few steps back, and fell to the ground.
The last doll kept retreating, and its face was filled with fear. Its body was covered by the Nine-Headed Hydra's shadow, and it seemed to be trembling.
Seeing two of its companions heavily injured in an instant, it didn't dare to stay any longer. It turned around and staggered into the distance.
Garon stood at the same spot, expressionless. He could feel that everything around him was changing. Everything that was originally clear started to blur again.
'You lunatic!! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!! 'Black Sethe's loud roar suddenly rang out. 'You actually merged with the Nine-Headed Hydra's soul! Is the will of that kind of creature so easy to merge with? That's the descendant of one of the top hundred void creatures, and you actually dared to merge with its will and soul! You're lucky that you weren't eaten by it back then! '
"I've used up all my strength," Garon said softly.
'You only have a few tricks up your sleeve! You actually managed to scare off three white dolls! This is the biggest joke I've ever seen in my life! ' Black Sethe seemed to be enraged after the shock, 'If they had stayed any longer to counterattack, you would've been dead! Even I wouldn't have been able to save you! '
"Didn't I succeed in the end?" Garon readjusted the injuries on his body that had been torn apart due to the intense activity.
Only then did he realize that he was still sitting in his car, and his sitting posture hadn't changed at all. However, all the life force stored in his hands had been released, and there was a vague feeling of emptiness in his arms, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
'I feel like I'll be killed by you sooner or later!' Black Sethe concluded angrily.
"Don't you all worship death?" Garon shrugged.
'That's them, and I'm not the main body. My main body had died thousands of years ago, and I'm just an independent memory now,' Black Sethe said impatiently, 'You've used up all my strength, and we need to replenish it.'
Even though he was roaring, Black Sethe couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.
Garon didn't even have the strength to kill a white doll, and he only had an instant of explosive power. However, with just these two moves, he actually managed to scare off three white dolls, and this was completely out of his expectations.
That kind of fearsome decisiveness, and absolute confidence in himself, that kind of fearsome self-confidence in the face of his own fate, and that kind of fearsome self-determination.
At this moment, Black Sethe seemed to see the shadow of his main body from thousands of years ago in Garon.
Perhaps, he could really grow into the second King of Massacre …
At this moment, the illusion that should have been destroyed was engulfed in flames, and a pitch-black round hole instantly opened up in the air.
A fair and delicate arm slowly reached out, and grabbed the edge of the round hole.
"Al … My poor brother …" A gentle male voice reverberated in the air.
Screech …!!!
Garon stepped on the brakes, and turned around, the bloody shadow of the Nine-Headed Dragon kept rolling in his eyes. At this moment, his eyes seemed to have passed through some kind of spatial restriction, and saw something slowly approaching.
'What's wrong with you!?' Black Sethe asked in surprise.
Garon was silent for a moment.
"Nothing." He started the car again, and rushed towards the designated direction.
He didn't know why, but he seemed to have sensed something that resonated with his soul approaching. This uncomfortable feeling was unusually obvious and clear.
*****
Isaros gently avoided the glass shards on the floor, and furrowed her eyebrows. She quietly raised her head and looked at the staircase on the second floor. There were faint traces of blood on the stairs, and the wooden handrail of the stairs had been smashed in half, as if something heavy had hit it hard.
She tiptoed up the stairs, step by step.
The smell of blood was getting stronger.
But the strange thing was, the blood on the floor in front of her was getting lesser and lesser. When she reached the second floor, there was almost no blood on the red wooden floor, but the air was constantly filled with the strong smell of blood.
The room was quiet, and there was no sound at all.
Isaros became more and more careful. She felt that something was wrong the moment she entered the room. The door was actually left ajar, and the things inside were scattered all over the place, and almost all of the fragile items were broken.
Suddenly, she turned around, pulled out her pistol, and pulled the trigger. Behind her!
Bang!
The gunshot rang out, and a black shadow flashed behind her, but she didn't know if it was hit.
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