Garon stepped on the ruins of the manor and looked around. Large pieces of the silver statue were scattered everywhere. It was a kind of silver material, but it didn't look like silver. It looked like a high-tech alloy. Occasionally, he could see the wreckage of some sophisticated circuit equipment.
Wisps of white and black smoke floated up from the ruins of the manor. Some places were already on fire.
Garon's upper body was naked. His terrifying muscles were like a black metal armor that covered his entire body. His muscles moved along with his slight movements.
It was like a humanoid mech's outer armor that was constantly changing and moving. It didn't feel like a human at all.
The Waterbird Fist's ultimate secret, Soaring Evil Phoenix, was perfected from the West Phoenix Fist. The reason why it was called Soaring Evil Phoenix was because of its terrifying lethality. This kind of lethality could no longer be considered a righteous move, but an evil one. Therefore, Garon decided to use it as the ultimate secret of the Waterbird Fist and included it in the Secret Technique System. He wrote it in the Demonic Book and it became the standard for the ultimate power level of the Two-Faced Waterbird Fist.
He glanced at the devastation of the manor.
The walls had all collapsed. The remains of the buildings were no more than a meter tall. He couldn't tell what the man-made objects were originally. They had all turned into piles of colorful powder particles.
Other than Hochman, Dahm, and those who practiced the Waterbird Fist, all the creatures, including a few unlucky Dark Colors Witches' Magic Mist Knights, had turned into piles of different-colored powder. All the water in their bodies had evaporated.
This was the true terror of Soaring Evil Phoenix.
It destroyed all the water in the creatures. Under the high frequency vibration, it quickly evaporated them and turned them into dust. Only Secret Technique Adepts who had practiced the Waterbird Fist would be able to reduce this kind of terrifying damage based on the depth of their abilities.
He lightly tapped on a broken wall.
Crash!
The wall collapsed with a loud bang, sending up a large amount of dust. The extraction of water, the high-frequency vibration, and the ferocious impact of the airflow, only the hardest material could survive these three attacks.
The Nighthawks and the people from the Holy Fist Palace cooperated and quickly carried Hochman and Dahm away. When they faced Garon, they revered him as if he was a god. There was even a trace of reverence and fanaticism.
This kind of fist technique, this kind of fist technique was like a legend! It had completely exceeded the scope of their common sense. That was a domain that did not belong to humans. It was the domain of the Blood Breeds and the Sorcerers.
As Angel ordered his subordinates to clean up the battlefield and move the injured, his gaze swept over Garon's back with traces of fanatical worship.
AG slowly caught up from behind the ruins. Beside him was Nasira, who had a complicated expression on her face, as well as their right-hand men, Manasi, and other high level Wizards.
"You've become stronger again …" AG sighed slightly.
"It's you who has never understood how strong I am." Garon turned around and said indifferently.
Actually, at his level, he had no interest in the Blood Breeds of this world. He was just too lazy to spend time and energy dealing with them, so he kept a low profile.
If it wasn't for the void creatures and Nadia pressuring him step by step, he wouldn't have had the time to bicker with the Blood Breed Magi. He would have gone all out and completely established his own majestic strength. He wouldn't have delayed it until now.
"What do you plan to do next? My division of labor has been completed. "Garon asked casually.
According to the division of labor, he only needed to deal with the Silver Light Golem. The rest would be settled by AG and Nasira.
"Both of us are just pairs." AG said casually. "As for the upper level Blood Breeds, the entire Secret Party has been wiped out by us. Now, the three of us and the three elders are the last of our strength." A mysterious smile appeared on his old face.
Needless to say, Nasira turned to look at the Thousand-Legged Serpent beside her. The latter nodded slightly and took out a silver snake-shaped pendant. She walked to a place in the ruins of the manor and gently placed it down.
The silver snake-shaped pendant suddenly fell freely. With a clang, it hit a pile of black dust and actually made a sound of metal clashing.
In an instant, a circle of black ripples spread from the ground. The spreading area gradually turned black and formed a huge black hole with a diameter of seven to eight meters.
Black shadows bulged on both sides of the hole. Two strange creatures that looked like hunting dogs stood up. In the middle of the hole, there was a flight of stairs that extended downwards.
"It's opened. The true core residence of the Wellington family, the family's underground palace." Nasira quickly returned to her previous expression and posture. "They are just like the vampires in the movies. They like to live underground and absorb the essence of the earth's Yin energy."
"The Eternal Death Apostle's Garden. This is what they rely on. It is known as the absolute forbidden zone that can never be broken through. "AG's face showed a mocking smile. "Looks like it will be completely broken through tonight."
He strode into the underground palace with his cane and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Then, it was Nasira and the other two upper level Wizards. The remaining Wizards and Witches were working hard to clean up the battlefield. Each of them was orderly and skillful. There were no signs of surprise on their faces. Only when they occasionally saw Garon's side would they show a look of reverence. Other than that, they did not show any signs of panic. It was obvious that they had been in battle for a long time, or perhaps they had planned this beforehand.
Garon squinted his eyes.
This time, they had completely fallen out with the Blood Breeds. Previously, because Raffaele and the other Witches were protecting their home, as well as their parents and sister's safety, they only needed to add a few more bodyguards. Plus, the ones they had offended were only ordinary forces and were not of a high level, so they could still handle it. But now, they really had to make arrangements immediately.
Regarding the safety of his parents, Garen had already sent people to pick them up. He had already expected this before the operation. Once they completely fell out with each other, the revenge that would follow was not something a small place like Grano could withstand. He estimated that the people picking them up would be arriving at the headquarters soon.
The headquarters was no longer the previous Berlin, but the new place. It was a reconstructed palace on the peak of the American mountains. It was bought by Dahm and Hochman to be the headquarters of the Holy Fist Palace.
However, Garon had always believed that the highest defense was offense. Destroying the enemy would naturally not be dangerous.
Now, he came here to test the strength of his subordinates. On the other hand, he wanted to borrow the power of the Blood Breeds to whittle down the future core of the Holy Fist Palace.
Lastly, he wanted to test the power of the Blood Breeds. At the same time, he wanted to return AG's favor. As for the attack on his sister, it was just a prelude.
"Leader, should we go in and follow them?" Angel asked softly from behind.
"AG is about to break through the last step. Seems like the core goal of this operation is to seize these two holy weapons." Garon said calmly. "Coincidentally, I also want to see how strong a real Death Apostle is."
He glanced at Angel.
"You guys don't have to go. I'll go in alone. Pay attention to the follow-up attacks of the Blood Breeds. Let Quentin and the others come and support me. "
"Understood."
Although all the elites of the Secret Party were either heavily injured or killed, this was not all of the members of the Secret Party. There were still two big Secret Party families in the dark that could mobilize elites to destroy this retreating team.
After arranging the situation, he jumped into the cave and slid in silently like a bat.
*****
A moving team was just like a normal team. The people were busy, and the people in charge were yelling as they arranged to move all kinds of miscellaneous items.
There were a few plain-clothed Nighthawks members around with bulging waists. Their eyes were vigilant as they scanned the situation around them.
At night, the moving people were busy downstairs in the villa. They had not moved to the second floor yet.
In a dark place on the second floor, two blurry shadows were slowly but steadily floating toward the most secretive room on the second floor. They were like two shadows of a certain curtain, and no one noticed them at all.
The two shadows used sound waves that normal people could not hear to communicate with each other in a low voice.
"That person has definitely left. This is our chance."
"The core source of the strangeness should be that room on the second floor."
"Pay attention to avoid traps."
"Understood."
In a suburban forest less than ten kilometers away from the two shadows.
A group of people in black were busy giving orders in an orderly manner.
Medis and Kabb from the Bailey Group were smiling as they stared at the large projection screen in front of them.
"That person has finally left. It has been confirmed that he has completely left Berlin. He probably won't be back in a short period of time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked people to move the things here." Medis said in a low voice, "According to my investigation and the news from the Primary Colors Group, that secret room definitely contains Garon's important secrets from the combat club."
"How's the progress at the research lab?" Kabb asked in a low voice.
"Very good. The Secret Techniques that we obtained from the dying Nighthawks members have been tested and tested. The results of the training after the computer simulation are very shocking! Out of the hundred people who went through the training, thirty of them have entered the true Extraordinary level. They are close to the level of the world's top mercenaries. Even if they are candidates with strong foundations, they can't hide the fact that the Secret Techniques can greatly increase their strength. "
"Those simple techniques are so useful? Isn't it because the core Secret Techniques can't be used? "Kabb was surprised.
"It's very useful. All of them are extremely terrifying and pure killing martial arts." Medis narrowed her eyes and revealed a sly smile. A rather eye-catching scene suddenly appeared on the projection screen.
A few well-built elite Nighthawks members with sharp eyes were carefully carrying a box covered with a black cloth out of the villa. They were placing it on the moving cart. In the void where no one could see, the box was emitting an oppressive and terrifying sense of distortion. It was as if the air above the flames was distorted.
"This is it …" Medis muttered in a low voice. "The secret in that secret room must be in this box!"
"Get ready." Kabb chuckled. He slowly took out a strange slightly black mask. The forehead of the mask was densely packed with small holes that looked like eyes. It was the Sleepless Faces mask that Garon had!
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