Only on the brink of life and death could a person's true perseverance and terror be seen.
Garon did it without a doubt. He faced this fear calmly and even looked down on it. He had faced too many life and death situations.
Perhaps when he faced death for the first time in the Secret Technique World, he would tremble uncontrollably. But now, he was no longer the useless normal person he was.
Black Sethe could not understand why Garon would be so excited. Just like how he could never become his original body and be revived, he was just an incomplete memory.
'You …' He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out in the end.
Garon checked the state of his body. His right eye could not be healed, but the other injuries on his body were mostly healed.
"Nadia …" He said in a low voice, reaching out his hand to touch the empty socket of his right eye.
This was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury since he started his martial arts career. Nadia was indeed a peak powerhouse in the ancient times. She was able to injure him to this extent even from such a distance.
But this battle also made Garon understand one thing, the desire in the deepest part of his heart.
Fighting with a strong opponent allowed his will to sublimate between life and death, climbing to a higher peak, enjoying the battle, and pursuing the battle. This was his true nature that had always been hidden in the deepest part of his heart.
Garon stretched out his hands and looked at the scars on his arms. The physical pain still lingered in his heart, but the intense excitement and pleasure had completely disappeared.
For the first time, he recognized the difference between him and an Army Level powerhouse. According to Black Sethe's description, Ancient Endor divided the levels into five levels: Soldier, Squad, General, Army, and the highest Demon King.
This was divided according to the level of Void Creatures. He was now at the third level, General Level, while Nadia was at Army Level. There was a difference of one level between them.
In the world of Void Creatures, the difference of one level represented absolute suppression. Numbers were meaningless, the suppression of levels was fatal and absolute. There was no room for resistance.
"Even if I have almost recovered my peak power in the Totem World, there is still a huge gap between me and Nadia." Garon understood in his heart that the Form 6 of the Totem World seemed to have an extremely strong range of power, but in reality, it was related to the strength of the world. The strength of the Totem World was not as strong as the strength of this world, so the Form 6 in the Totem World would only have the strength of a general.
"How big is the gap of one level?" Garon suddenly asked.
Black Sethe was silent for a moment. He knew what Garon wanted to ask.
'The difference between you and Nadia is that you haven't truly unified all of your powers, and you haven't unearthed all of your potential. In fact, you also possess the Nine-Headed Dragon's soul and will, so you can naturally produce the Nine-Headed Dragon's blood. However, unlike Nadia, you did not unearth that terrifying resurrection talent. '
"Unearth all of my abilities and talents?" Garon repeated his question.
'Yes, your things are mixed up. The Nine-Headed Dragon's will, the Living Secret Technique that you practice, and the countless martial arts that you have learned in the past. In reality, you have not completely integrated all of them into one. Removing the impurities and preserving the essence, those Secret Techniques in your memory are one and the same. You have only understood them thoroughly, but you can't completely integrate them into your own martial arts. You can only create a Secret Technique that completely belongs to you. Take note, it's something that completely belongs to you. Only by setting a direction can you be considered to have found the most suitable path for you, and find your direction.' This time, Black Sethe did not fool Garon, but answered his question honestly.
Garon fell into deep thought.
Indeed, the things that he had learned all along were too mixed up, and the direction was always going with the flow, without a true main line. Of course, this was because he could not find a path that would allow him to continue walking down, but it was also because he did not insist on following the path to the end.
In the Secret Technique World, he learned a large number of Secret Techniques, changing one after another. His strength did increase, but it was indeed not pure enough, but a hodgepodge.
In the Totem World, he learned various totems, and changed himself into something that was neither human nor ghost. Even his soul was integrated with the will of the Ancient Nine-Headed Dragon. It was even more of a hodgepodge, and the reason why he reached the peak in the end was also due to coincidences.
Black Sethe was right, he had never been able to find a complete path that would allow him to continue walking down.
"Do you have any suggestions?" Garon pondered for a while, but still asked in the end.
'Ancient Endor has disappeared for many years, but the Void Creatures have flourished and grown up again, perhaps this is fate.' Black Sethe sighed, 'My suggestion is, what is suitable for others might not be suitable for you, so it's better to integrate everything that you have learned, and truly grasp your own future in your own hands.' This sentence seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, and he did not hide it at all.
'Ancient Endor's peak was the Demon King Level, and we left behind three paths. Each path is enough to lead you to the peak. '
"Which three paths?" Garon's heart skipped a beat, and he asked.
'Life, Death, Chaos.' Black Sethe said softly, 'The Living Secret Technique, the Death Secret Technique, and the Chaos Secret Technique between life and death. These three paths encompass everything, and are vast and boundless, containing our knowledge and thoughts of the universe. '
He continued, 'If I'm not wrong, the unknown Living Secret Technique that you're cultivating now should be the Hellfrost Peacock's Life Seed.'
"Hellfrost Peacock?" It was Garon's first time hearing about this creature.
'Yes, it's a powerful creature ranked thirty-second among the Void Creatures, and has long gone extinct. It's one of the hundreds of Inheritance Seeds that the Warlocks refined from the True Soul Imprint of the Mother Stream at a great cost. Your Secret Technique uses its seed as the core, and it continues to grow, develop, and grow. The path that it takes in the end is actually the last few growth paths of the Hellfrost Peacock. '
"In other words, this Living Secret Technique allows people to imitate powerful Void Creatures and evolve?" Garon seemed to have heard some hidden meaning.
'It can be said that the Warlocks observe and study the strongest existences that they can see, learn and imitate them, and some of the extremely powerful creatures among the Void Creatures also became their targets of imitation. This Secret Technique is the Living Secret Technique Seed that was developed by the Warlocks in the later stages, and it belongs to the powerful path of the Path of Life. '
"Can it reach the peak?" Garon asked.
'It's possible, the Hellfrost Peacock's strongest period is the Demon Lord Level, but the probability is very small, even the Hellfrost Peacock itself only has a very small probability of reaching the Demon Lord Level. Using a human body to imitate the Void Creatures, it's impossible to compare with the real Hellfrost Peacock, so the peak of this Secret Technique should be the Army Level. 'Black Sethe explained.
'Without a deep understanding of the Great Path, without truly understanding the terror of the Demon Lord Level, then you'll never be able to reach that level. The levels of the Void Creatures are very strict, and it's harder than reaching the sky to cross over, so now you understand the value of my Slaughtering Demon Technique, right? '
Garon's expression didn't change, he didn't regret crippling the Slaughtering Demon Technique, it was meaningless to regret what he did, and it wasn't his personality.
'That's a top-notch Demonic Technique that can reach the Demon Lord Level! There's no hope for you to find another Secret Technique like that! 'Black Sethe began to bewitch and persuade Garon again.
Garon automatically blocked Black Sethe's nonsense. He focused his attention on his own status.
He glanced at the Attribute Pane in his vision, and the name of the unknown Living Secret Technique had changed to Hellfrost Peacock Technique. Moreover, as his knowledge of high-level Secret Techniques increased, he was gradually able to estimate the limits of the Living Secret Technique, and this way, the content displayed on the Attribute Pane of Abilities gradually increased.
'Hellfrost Peacock Technique: Level One Beginner (Five levels in the basics, three levels in the derivative levels, eight levels in total) Every level of the technique achieved will purify the body's bloodline, gradually approaching the Hellfrost Peacock's physique, and finally achieve the highest form, the limit being Army Level.'
The other information was unknown, but it was much better than before.
He looked at his potential points, he was left with ten points, he used two or three points to repair his body, he didn't pay attention to the exact amount, but the injuries this time were too severe, not only from the injuries caused by Nadia, but also from the terrifying consumption of his own forceful activation of the fourth star, it was a consumption of his lifespan, and without the potential points to replenish the key, he could only use more than ten years of his lifespan as the price.
He stood up, walked to the door of the room, gently unlocked it, and opened the door.
The little maid who rushed in from outside the door, she was still in a daze, but when she saw Garon's bloody right eye, she was shocked.
Ah!!
Cries of shock and fear could be heard continuously, the maids in the villa looked at Garon with terrified eyes, they gathered from all directions, some from downstairs, some from the backyard, and soon there was a group of people surrounding Garon.
Garon frowned, he saw a few of his subordinates parting the crowd and walking over. He took down the black copper mask that he put on the bookshelf at the side, and put it on his face directly.
He raised his right hand slowly, and opened his five fingers.
"Fantasy Fist, Oblivion …!"
In the midst of a low voice, Garon's right palm suddenly made a strange, seductive yet gentle sound, as if it was the plucking of a harp, or the trembling of a violin, it made a seductive sound like the sound of a siren.
In the entire villa, the maids and subordinates were all attracted by this sound, all of their attention involuntarily looked at Garon's right hand.
For a moment, the entire second floor was dead silent, no one made a sound, everyone's face was blank, they stared at Garon's right hand, unable to move their eyes away.
Gently clenching his fist, the illusory sound suddenly stopped, Garon put down his hand, and touched the mask on his face.
Clap, clap.
He clapped his hands, making a crisp sound, and suddenly the people on the entire floor who were confused woke up one by one.
The group of people was confused and at a loss, as if they didn't know why they were suddenly on the second floor. After hesitating for a while, two head maids stood up.
"Master, do you have any orders?" One of them asked in a low voice.
Everyone noticed that Garon's body was splattered with blood, and the black copper mask on his face. But no one remembered why he was wearing the mask, the memory of Garon being blind in one eye disappeared from their minds, as if they had never seen it before.
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