"Bam!"
Garon's arms hit the air in front of the man. It was as if he hit an invisible wall and was blocked. Some transparent shards seemed to be sputtering in the air, making a crisp sound.
Garen's twisted face was flushed red. He took a deep breath and the muscles on his body suddenly expanded. He grew from 1.78 meters to more than 2 meters in an instant. His arms were like iron pincers, and he used all his strength to clamp down.
"Roar!!"
With a crack, the invisible barrier in front of the man broke. His greenish-black arms, like steel pillars, cut at the man's neck.
A strange scene appeared. Garon's arms cut through the man's neck without any resistance, but he did not feel like he had touched anything.
What was cut was only an afterimage. On the ground not far away, the man's figure slowly appeared.
"Is this all I've taught you?" He raised his chin slightly, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. "I heard from my subordinates that you killed a few telekinesis users. I thought I could see my brother's Eternal Night Stars again … I didn't expect you to be a piece of trash."
"Who are you calling trash?!" Garon narrowed his eyes. As he breathed in and out, his muscles expanded and contracted. He was like a real giant elephant, with a huge capacity. His voice was deep and powerful, and it echoed in the air.
He stood on the ground, and his body was an unnatural purplish black.
"Since you're a useless piece of trash, I should take back my brother's things …" The man reached out and pointed at Garon.
"Whoosh!"
An invisible force pressed on Garon's body. It was like a lump of solidified glue.
All of a sudden, Garen felt that his entire body was immobilized.
"You want to imprison me?" A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his elbows slammed to the sides.
Crack! A crisp sound rang out.
The man's expression changed slightly.
"A mere mortal …" He flicked his finger, and another invisible force pressed on Garon's body.
"Boom!"
With Garen as the center, the surrounding area of more than ten meters was instantly formed into a huge Solidified Force Field. The sand and weeds on the ground, the dandelion seeds floating in the air, the dust that fell from the stone walls, and a few withered leaves that were blown by the wind.
Everything was frozen and still.
Garon stood in the center, his muscles and blood vessels throbbing. His heart squeezed his blood crazily, and all the blood vessels in his body felt like they were about to explode. The invisible pressure from the outside world and the incomparably powerful heart were resisting each other.
Buzz, buzz …
The pressure on his skin gradually tightened, and his heart felt like it was about to explode. A slight pain gradually came from his left chest. That was a sign that his heart couldn't take it anymore.
An incomparably huge pressure pressed down on his body, and he couldn't even breathe. His face gradually turned purplish red.
"It's over." The man retracted his index finger and slowly walked toward Garon. "They're like insects frozen in amber. How pathetic."
Crack!
Suddenly, a trace of astonishment appeared on his face. "Double Levitation Finger … You actually broke it!?"
Boom!!
The solidified force field around Garon was completely shattered. He felt as if all the power in his body had erupted like a volcano. His vision turned black, and his muscles felt as if they were being torn apart.
He lowered his head and saw the necklace on his chest slowly float out of his clothes and hang in front of him. A line of words appeared clearly on top of it.
'Aingregoria, Third Life Ritual — Protection.'
"Eternal Night Stars … It's really on you. I didn't think that brother would put this on you. "The man took off his cloak, revealing a head of long hair that was as black as seaweed. His gaze was fixed on the necklace. This necklace that looked like an open book was what he was looking for.
"It's such a waste to leave such a treasure on you." He slowly reached out his hand and clenched it toward Garon.
Bang!
Garon wanted to dodge, but after taking two steps, he felt his vision turn black. It was as if there was a large hand clamping down on his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.
"The difference in strength is too great!!" His heart was filled with anger and disappointment. "But there's still hope!!" He held the large transparent hand in front of him tightly, trying to break free. However, his attention fell on the light red Skill Pane at the bottom of his vision.
In the Skill Pane, under the Mammoth Secret Technique column, the two translucent words of 'Explosion' were slowly becoming clearer.
His body had a premonition that when this Mammoth Secret Technique reached its strongest level of explosion, it would definitely have a terrifying change compared to now. His strength would definitely increase by a large margin.
"Damn it!! Hurry up! "Garon's face showed some tiny red spots due to the excessive explosion.
At this moment, the man in the black cloak had already walked in front of him, reaching out his hand and gently grabbing the necklace.
"Eternal Night Stars, it's mine."
Bang!!
Suddenly, a greenish-black fist hit him hard on the right side of his face.
Garon finally broke free from the control of the telekinetic giant hand and threw out a punch.
"Got you!"
He took a few steps forward and roared, grabbing the man in the black cloak who was still stumbling and kneeing him.
Crack! The man's body seemed to make the sound of stone shattering. He bent over and couldn't move.
Garon once again threw an uppercut, hitting the man's heart on the left side of his chest.
"How pathetic …" The man's voice came from nowhere.
A huge force hit the back of Garon's head from behind.
Bang!
His whole body shook and froze on the spot. His vision turned black, his body went numb and weak, and he couldn't control his body anymore.
The man in the black cloak in front of him slowly dissipated, turning into a large piece of yellow rock.
"A mere hallucination force field … and you're already on the verge of collapse?"
The man's voice came slowly from behind him.
"From the moment you saw me, you were immersed in the hallucination, attacking the stone wall madly, thinking that it was me."
Garon turned around with difficulty, staring at the man in the black cloak who was still standing in the same spot.
"Who … Who are you!?"
"Me?" The man laughed lightly, "My name is Sylphalan. Poor mortal … You don't even have the right to look at me. I've been standing behind you all this time, and I haven't changed … "
Garon's vision suddenly blurred, and he lost sight of the man again. He turned around abruptly, and saw that the man was standing less than a meter behind him, smiling at him with a cold face.
Bang!!
His vision blurred again, and he was shocked to find that he was still standing in the same spot, not moving at all. His right fist was hitting his left chest hard, and waves of sharp pain came from his heart.
With a muffled bang, Garon felt a pain in the back of his head, and his whole body fell forward weakly to the ground. A boot turned his head upside down.
"Your master once licked my boot, begging me to let you go. Why don't you lick it too, and maybe I'll let you go if I'm in a good mood?" The man's voice came faintly, with a hint of a smile.
The boot was grinding on Garon's face. Mud and grass were all over Garon's face, and there was even some mud.
"Ugh!!" He pushed himself up, and punched at the man.
Bang!
Garen's entire body was sent flying, and he crashed into the stone wall, causing a few pieces of rock to fall from above and hit his body. Every bone in his body was in pain, and he was on the verge of collapse.
The figure once again walked slowly to his side, and all he could see was a pair of dark gold patterned boots.
"Die!" Garon reached out to grab the man's feet.
Bang!
Another kick landed on his waist, and with a crisp crack, it seemed like some bone in his waist was broken.
"A piece of trash like you, Gregor actually wasted his time on you, how stupid."
"A mortal without talent, no matter how long it takes, will always be trash."
Garon couldn't speak anymore.
"If this goes on, I'll die!"
He felt himself getting weaker and weaker, and wanted to fall asleep.
"There's no other way … The next time I see you, I'll kill you!!" Garon stared at the blurry figure in front of him, and his heart calmed, and he memorized that cold, handsome face in his heart.
He didn't think that the man was so much stronger than him, and he couldn't fight back at all! From the beginning to the end, he didn't know if he even touched the man. He didn't know if the man was friend or foe, and the difference in strength between them, this was his mistake.
Sylphalan … this name was deeply engraved in his heart.
It was strange, he should be angry, but all he felt was calm. He could vaguely feel that the man didn't really want to kill him.
"Let's take a gamble …" He slowly closed his eyes. He couldn't see anything with his eyes anyway. All the muscles in his body began to tremble, and shrink. Very quickly, his huge body returned to its normal size.
He slowly began to use a simple Tortoise Breathing Fake Death Technique that he had seen in the Martial Arts Library.
This was the first time he used this method, and it was a very simple method, even a small trick. It was one of the Mammoth Secret Technique's application techniques, and a life-saving trick that his predecessor had experimented with.
When he saw it, he remembered it as an emergency, and maybe he could use it to save his life in the future. It was simple anyway, just a small trick to adjust his breathing. He didn't think that he could actually use it now.
Imagining the remaining strength in his body, his blood slowly loosened, and all of it slowly flowed to his brain and heart, and calmed down.
And then he didn't know anything.
Sylphalan stepped on Garon's head, and looked up at the crescent moon that had just rushed out of the cumulus clouds.
"He died just like that?" He kicked Garon again with a bored face. "Life is so fragile …"
He took off the Eternal Night Stars necklace from Garon's neck, and gently put it in his pocket. Sylphalan put on his cloak again, and hid his whole body under the pitch black cloth.
A gust of wind blew, and the hem of his cloak fluttered slightly.
He took one last look at Garon on the ground. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. He turned around, and like a bird in the night, he disappeared into the forest.
Just as he left, a blurry black shadow slowly walked to Garon's side.
"Sylphalan … Hehe … You think you can fool everyone like this?"
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