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The meeting lasted until late at night before disbanding. Everyone returned to their assigned rooms to rest. However, this intense passion made everyone who participated extremely excited, and they couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
After a series of experiments, it was shown that becoming a Blood Breed could indeed extend one's life, but practicing secret techniques also had the same effect. Although it wasn't as long as the Blood Breeds, a few excited representatives had already contacted their chief scientists through long-distance methods. After asking about the situation, they found out that there was a possibility of fusing with Blood Breed genes to extend one's life.
Even Garon was slightly interested in this.
After discussing with these representatives in detail, he also represented the Holy Fist Palace and ordered neural acceleration battle suits from them, as well as a series of related research results. Garon was especially interested in the Blood Breed gene implantation plan.
Two hours after the meeting ended.
Garon then brought Tu Lan back to the corridor of the inner palace.
Moonlight shone in quietly from both sides, passing through the transparent window glass and landing on the floor and their boots.
"What an amazing meeting." Tu Lan still couldn't believe it, "The pressure that humans have accumulated has indeed reached the point of detonation."
"Yeah, I only gave them a chance to detonate it," Garon nodded.
"If I didn't see it with my own eyes, even I wouldn't believe that humans could pose such a huge threat to the Blood Breeds," Tu Lan shook her head and sighed. "Luckily, I'm on your side."
"Even you don't believe that the Blood Breeds will win?" Garon raised his eyebrows slightly.
"No, that's not it. It's just that there are too many humans … The Blood Breeds, after all, are too few in number. " Tu Lan shook her head, "Laser weapons, high energy explosions, these methods are enough to threaten the Blood Breeds. Humans are no longer the same world as a few hundred years ago. Even without you, this power will continue to accumulate, and one day it will explode. "
"You're right," Garon nodded.
"Report!!" A black shadow appeared behind Garon and Tu Lan. "Marshal Dahm successfully found the mask and returned. He's now waiting in the Golden Hall," the official subordinate who practiced the Shooting Shadow Secret Technique reported loudly.
"Oh?" Garon smiled slightly, "Finally, you didn't let me down this time. Shall we go take a look? "He glanced at Tu Lan beside him.
"Of course."
Tu Lan was also very curious as to what was so special about the mask that Garon valued so much.
The two of them turned around and walked towards the right side of the corridor. After passing through several corridors and a small courtyard, they walked into a golden hall that was about the same size as the silver conference hall.
The hall was empty except for Dahm, who was dressed in black and standing in the middle with his head lowered. He was wearing a thick grey cloak that covered him from head to toe. He was also wearing a white mask with red eyes, and from his aura, one could tell that he was Dahm.
"What happened to you?" As soon as he entered, Garon frowned and stared at Dahm's appearance.
"Teacher, please forgive me." Dahm's voice came from under the cloak. "This time, when I was looking for the mask, I encountered a black behemoth that I had never seen before near the Moon River. After chasing it for more than a month, I finally killed the behemoth's leader on a cliff and obtained the mask. However, his body was also corroded by the Giant Beast Leader's acid. "
"Lift your cloak and let me see." Garon sat in the main seat of the hall and said lightly.
With a whoosh, Dahm lifted his cloak.
Although only the skin on his wrists and neck could be seen, the wrinkled skin that looked like it had healed after being scalded by boiling water looked like the skin of an eighty or ninety year old man. This made Garon and Tu Lan frown slightly.
"With your Upper Class strength, you were actually made into such a sorry state by a Giant Beast …" Garon stood up and his body turned into a series of afterimages, appearing in front of Dahm in an instant.
Bam!!
He hit Dahm's chest with his palm.
The power of this palm was not very strong, but it seemed to contain some kind of strange thing. It was Garon's own aura.
The aura was like a small snake that slithered around Dahm's body before quickly retracting.
Wah!
Dahm abruptly spat out a mouthful of black water. It was sour and smelly, and he spat it onto the ground between the two of them. The stony ground actually began to emit a sizzling white gas as it was corroded by the black water.
"I've cleared the remaining poisonous water for you. After that, with your self-healing ability, it won't be difficult for your skin to recover. Where's the mask? "Garon said calmly.
Dahm hurriedly took out a mask from under his cloak. Unlike the other masks, this mask looked exactly the same as the one Garon was wearing. However, there were still some fine tendrils on the edges, as if they were alive. These tendrils were even wriggling on their own.
Taking the mask, Garon instantly felt a large amount of potential energy surging into his body from the mask. At the same time, Tu Lan and Dahm who were present could faintly hear the wailing coming from the mask, as if it was afraid of Garon. The tendrils on the edges of the mask started to struggle wildly, trying to escape from Garon's hands, but to no avail. Soon, the wailing of the mask became weaker and weaker, until it was finally inaudible.
The tendrils on the edges of the mask also fell to the ground with a thud, turning into a pile of black ash. It was very strange.
Garon put away the mask, but he could still feel the large amount of potential points surging into his body from the mask.
"Thank you for your hard work, as a reward for this mission." Garon reached out his index finger and lightly tapped Dahm's right shoulder.
Bam!
As if struck by lightning, Dahm stood still on the spot, as if he had fallen into a daze.
Garon brought Tu Lan and turned to leave the hall. The latter had a confused expression on her face, she did not understand what had happened at all. Whether it was the strange transformation of the mask or Dahm's sudden change.
The finger that Garon had tapped out was the remaining layer of life force stored in the Slaughtering Hand. This life force could help strengthen one's innate life force, and could also help improve one's physical fitness. For someone like Garon whose body was already so strong, it was naturally not very useful.
But for Dahm, they only had powerful fist techniques, and his physical fitness had not reached the limit yet. This life force could help Dahm speed up his Secret Technique training, and improve his fist techniques further. It could also help heal his wounds quickly when he was heavily injured, so that his vitality would not be damaged.
But for Dahm, the biggest effect of this life force was that it could allow him to surpass Hochman.
"Continue searching, until you find all twelve masks. Then I will teach you the most powerful secret technique that can increase your strength." Before Garon left, he sent a message to Dahm.
The latter lowered his head deeply.
For Garon, he had mastered many secret techniques, and with his understanding, it was not difficult for him to create his own secret technique, just like the Shooting Shadow Secret Technique.
Dahm's Death Waterbird Fist and Hochman's Extinction Waterbird Fist had both gradually found the most suitable path for themselves. They had also developed different fist techniques that were different from the original version. The actual strength of the two of them was about the same, and if Garon had created a powerful secret technique for one of them, then the balance of power would tilt strongly.
After leaving the Golden Hall, Garon sent Tu Lan back to rest, and walked towards the special secret room alone.
The secret room was pitch black, and there was no light, but Garon could still see as if it was daytime.
He walked in front of an isolated circular safe placed in the middle, and grabbed a thick ring in the middle of the safe with one hand, and lifted it up. Instantly, a cylinder that was half a meter thick was lifted up.
The cylinder was hollow in the middle, and there was a stack of masks in it, as well as the dragon head coin that Nadia had left behind. The strange thing was that the coin would usually have a dragon shape swimming around, but now it did not move at all.
Garen frowned slightly. The weight of the column was about one ton. For the average person, this kind of weight was already a safety measure. If he could not lift it, then there was no need to move the circular safe that was fixed to the ground, which was even heavier.
'Be careful, I have a bad feeling …' Black Sethe, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.
"I understand." Garon nodded. A sense of danger wrapped around his body like a spider web.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Garon did not think about anything else, and instead focused on absorbing the potential points of the sixth mask.
*****
Somewhere far away near the North Pole, in a deep underground cave.
In a dark cave without any light.
A beautiful lady with a pale face leaned against the wall of the cave quietly, her whole body was covered in white gauze, and she leaned against the stone wall. Her hair was very long, as white as snow, and it dragged on the ground, scattering everywhere.
Almost half of the entire cave floor was covered by her long white hair, as if it was a high-quality plush carpet.
Each strand of white hair was tens of meters long, and it was faintly emitting white fluorescent light in the cave, giving people a sense of tranquility and purity.
The long hair covered the lady's body, and no one knew if she was sitting or lying on the wall of the cave.
"Lion Mother, why did you invite us here?" Suddenly, a red ball of blood slowly appeared in the air beside the lady, and a clear male voice came from it.
Soon, another two balls of blood slowly appeared, floating in the air from two different angles.
"Scarlet Moon, you're still alive!" A lady's voice came from another ball of blood, and she seemed to be speaking to the last ball of blood.
The white-haired lady's face was filled with worry.
"I also invited Lord Ashen, but it seems like he won't be coming."
"Reconciliation between the two parties, whether he comes or not is the will of the leader, just say what you have to say." A deep male voice came from the last ball of blood.
Lion Mother nodded.
"Have you heard of the legend of the Sleepless Faces?"
"The legend of the mysterious mask passed down by the mortals? I know a little about it. "The first ball of blood replied.
"I've heard of it." A lady's voice came from the ball of blood.
Lion Mother nodded again.
"In fact, the Sleepless Faces is related to a very secretive secret. A secret about immortality … "
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