"Lotus Pearl …" Garon put down his phone and looked at the woman's head with her eyes wide open on the table.
The woman's face was extremely ugly, and there was a large sarcoma on her right cheekbone. Because of the lack of blood, she looked abnormally pale. Her eyes were narrow, and seemed to still have the viciousness from when she was alive.
Reaching out his hand, Garon gently touched Lotus Pearl's cheek. It was soft, just like a living person.
"Take this and bury it in front of Jay's tombstone."
"Yes." Baldy nodded in response, and wrapped the head up again before leaving.
Garon supported his chin with one hand, and lightly knocked on the table with the other.
Tap tap tap.
Soon, there was the sound of a bell outside the door, and the mute maid Macquarie pushed a white dining cart in. The cart was covered with a white cloth, and it emitted a faint aroma. It was all Chinese dishes from Garon's memory, and they were all carefully selected by the chefs, specially made to make the dishes that he liked.
After the dining car entered, a black silhouette of a girl strode in from the outside. This girl was wearing a tight black leather jacket, her long hair reaching her shoulders, soft and smooth, and her facial features were beautiful. She was the female leader of the Primary Colors who had led the way for Garen.
After tearing off her disguise, she was still a young girl who was not even twenty years old.
After she led the way for Garon to destroy the White Phoenix base, the Primary Colors issued a warrant for her arrest. Now, she did not dare to go anywhere, and could only stay with Garon. Instead, the most dangerous place had become the safest place.
The conflict between the Primary Colors and the Nighthawks was actually the conflict between Gremlin and Garon. However, now that Garon and the Rexott Group were together, such a huge organization of the same level would have a huge impact on the Primary Colors, especially since Rod's brother was an important person in the upper echelons of the Rexott Group.
There were also differences within the Primary Colors, and Gremlin's power became more and more isolated, while Garon's place became safer.
"Hikari, how is it?" Garon smiled as he looked at the young female leader. In reality, she was only nineteen years old, and was one of the elite reserves of the Primary Colors.
"What do you mean?" Hikari sat on the chair in front of Garon's desk. "The disciples you need to train are all here. When are you going to show up?"
"No hurry." Garon shook his head. "Speaking of which, what are your plans?" As an elite selected by the Primary Colors in advance, Hikari's aptitude and foundation were far superior to those spoiled brats. With such great aptitude, as long as she was properly controlled, she would be an excellent assistant and seedling. Coincidentally, after Jaye's death, Garon also began to feel the lack of a personal assistant by his side.
"My plan?" Hikari was stumped for a moment. She had no parents and was raised by her aunt. Later on, she had a brother who was a drug lord. Their relationship was not very close. In Primary Colors, everyone was apathetic and did not have many good friends. She only had one friend in London. Thinking about the rest, she could not find a good place to go or home. She could only stay with Garon.
"If you don't have any plans, then learn from me." Garon cupped his fists and looked at her with a smile. "Your aptitude is very good. You only need to grasp the power in your own hands. That's enough. "
Hikari looked at Garon and seemed to see his hands glowing faintly. It was a faint white halo of light. That light seemed to have an incomparable attraction, drawing all her attention to it.
"You're trying to control me again!!" She tried hard to turn her head, but she could not move her eyes away.
"This is not control." Garon said softly and in an extremely gentle tone. "This is just to help you choose."
Hikari felt her whole body go soft and her mind was in a daze. Soon, she fell asleep on the side.
The maid, Macquarie, looked at her strangely and continued to carefully place the dishes on the table. She could not understand the language and accent of the two people at all.
Garon was used to eating in the study. This was a habit he had developed a long time ago.
"Help Miss Hikari out to rest." Garon ordered.
Macquarie nodded and helped Hikari up before slowly leaving the room.
Garon was left alone in the room and was silent for a moment.
Everything was on the right track. The most important thing was that the Nine-Headed Dragon King Nadia's suppression was effective. The mask did have a certain suppression effect on her coordinates. Unfortunately, it was unknown if the power of the coin was too strong or if the force field of the imitation mask was too weak, causing Nadia's power to increase again after adapting to it. In the past few days, he was always at a disadvantage when fighting with her.
'You have to find the remaining masks,' Black Sethe said. 'At the same time, you have to finish writing the Demonic Book as soon as possible. Perhaps you can construct your second Soul Seed. Once the second Soul Seed is constructed, you might be able to break through the limit of your power and reach a higher level. Remember, no matter what, your soul is your foundation. '
"I naturally understand that. Both must be done at the same time." Garon replied softly as he started eating. Beef strips with sauce, steamed meat with noodles, stir-fried shredded potatoes, fragrant braised eggplant …
The series of dishes made Garon feel like he was back on Earth. He would only have such a familiar yet strange feeling every time he ate.
It started snowing outside the window again. It was silent but Garon could hear the sound of the snowflakes falling on the road.
He looked out of the window and saw the white foamy snowflakes flying past the window.
In the blink of an eye, he had been in this world for more than twenty years. In this world where Blood Breeds, Witches and technology coexisted, the threat of the Void Creatures was gradually approaching and the environment was becoming more and more complicated.
After quietly finishing his meal, Garen asked the maid to clean up the cutlery. He sat in the room for a while longer before he got up and slowly walked out of the room. He walked to a wall on the second floor and lightly knocked on the white wall a few times.
Hua!
The wall quickly parted to the left to reveal a door, revealing a dark quiet room.
After closing the door of the room, Garon turned on the light inside. The light that was just installed lit up with a snap. It was so white that it looked a little pale.
He walked to the wall at the end of the quiet room and lightly pressed his hand on the wall.
With a snap, a drawer-like secret compartment suddenly popped out from the wall.
Inside was the Demonic Book and the dragon-shaped coin that was covered by the mask.
The Demonic Book was placed at the top. This was originally a normal black notebook, but at this moment, the cover was faintly showing traces of mysterious patterns, like silver vines, crawling all over the notebook.
Garon gently picked up the Demonic Book. The paper was obviously made of the most normal material, but it seemed to be contaminated by the soul aura that seeped into his writing. The entire Demonic Book presented a skin texture that resembled human skin, as if it was made from the skin of a living person.
Taking out the pen from the notebook, Garon returned to the study room and sat down. He closed the door and began to slowly flip through the contents that he had written so far.
Two-Faced Waterbird Fist, Shooting Shadow Secret Technique, Fantasy Fist, Slaughtering Hand …
He had only written a small part of the Slaughtering Hand. Garon himself had not completely mastered this Demonic Technique that originated from Black Sethe. He was only writing down the parts that he had mastered in the process of writing. It could be considered as an arrangement of his own understanding and knowledge system.
'Write down the secret techniques of your own dark side and merge them into one to form a true core. This is the Demonic Technique seed, which is the Demonic Technique seed that is most suitable for you. After mastering the Demonic Technique, you should be able to form your second soul seed. 'Black Sethe said in a low voice. Recently, he seemed to be a little quiet. He did not speak much and only spoke about the main points.
"This is a process of eliminating the impure system." Garon nodded.
He picked up the pen and slowly wrote down his understanding of the Slaughtering Hand.
Time passed by slowly. Soon, more than two hours had passed. The Slaughtering Hand section was almost finished. Garon recorded the entire Slaughtering Hand training method and his own understanding.
The moment he finished writing, he felt the entire Demonic Book beat like a heart.
Thump!
The whole room seemed to beat for a moment. Garon even felt that his own heart was affected. For a moment, his heartbeat coincided with the beat of the Demonic Book.
He closed his eyes and saw that the Demonic Book in his mind also beat for a moment. The aftershocks were still slowly dissipating. The covers of the two Demonic Books seemed to be getting darker.
Garon planned to record all of his dark side secret techniques.
He counted all of the dark side secret techniques that he had practiced.
An invincible Demonic Technique that he had relied on in his previous life appeared in front of him.
"Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique …"
Picking up the pen, Garon slowly wrote down this name in the Demonic Book. The moment he finished writing, the entire Demonic Book seemed to glow with a hint of blue. It was a blue that was like ice.
*****
Bang!
The vase was smashed to the ground and broke into pieces.
The veins on Gremlin's face were bulging. He was breathing heavily. His throat kept moving. He was so angry that he was on the verge of breaking down.
In a luxurious room filled with golden lanterns, there were two other subordinates standing in front of him. Even though they were dressed in suits and were dressed neatly, their foreheads were covered in dense beads of sweat. Both of them were bent over and did not dare to stand up straight.
"Lotus Pearl is dead?! I just talked to her on the phone for less than half a day. Now you guys are here to tell me that she's dead? "Gremlin did not hide his anger at all.
Lotus Pearl was his most capable subordinate. Even though her personality was a little weird, her assassination skills were top-notch. Compared to others, she was also invincible.
And now, she was dead …
Gremlin's heart seemed to be filled with fire.
"Garon … Thomas!!" He almost gritted his teeth as he said the name.
"Team leader … The higher-ups have given the order. Do not fight with the Nighthawks …" One of the subordinates said carefully.
"Scram!!"
Gremlin furiously slapped him across the face.
With a loud slap, the subordinate fell to the ground. He covered his face and quickly left the room with his head lowered.
"You think I can't do anything just because you're riding on Rexott's coattails?" Gremlin's face twisted.
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