"Who do you think you are?" Baldy glanced over coldly and stared at Garon who had just walked out.
"It's just a misunderstanding. Let's forget about it since we're all friendly." Garon said with a smile.
Joy flashed through Celine's eyes. She knew how powerful Garon was. At this moment, while the bald man's attention was diverted, she shook her legs and fiercely released a spiral twisting force, breaking free with a crack. She took two steps back.
However, the feeling of powerlessness did not fade away.
"You used poison?!" Her expression changed.
"What do you mean by poison beauty?" Baldy smiled lecherously. "Do you think you can leave unscathed after touching my body?"
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Garon walked over and stood in front of Celine, facing Baldy directly. "It was just a misunderstanding. Why don't we be friendly and understand each other?"
He would not let his companions get into trouble because of senseless sympathy.
This Baldy looked like he had a powerful background. It would be troublesome if he offended a powerful faction because of this.
"I said, who do you think you are? Get lost!" Baldy's expression turned cold. He actually kicked his leg forward and aimed it at Garon's face.
Garon turned his body slightly and dodged the kick. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Baldy's leg. He exhaled slightly.
"Garon, you've never been one to swallow your anger!" Celine said fiercely from behind.
"We can't kill anyone here. There's no point in arguing anyway. Why don't we be friendly?" Garon shook his head and said calmly.
Hearing this, Baldy and the people around him froze for a moment. They could faintly feel a cold killing intent from Garon's body. Their hearts trembled.
It seemed like this guy was also a ruthless character. The onlookers all knew what was going on.
At the same time, one of Baldy's legs was grabbed by Garon's hand. However, as Garon exerted force with one hand, the faint sound of bones cracking could be heard.
"Let go!!" Baldy's forehead was sweating.
"Don't get so worked up. Can't we all sit down and talk?" Garon smiled.
"I told you to let go! Bastard! "The bald man roared fiercely.
"Let him go! That is, if you don't want to die outside. "The charming woman beside the bald man opened her mouth and stared coldly at Garon.
"Okay, okay, okay … I'll let you go." Garon smiled and let go of Baldy's leg.
Suddenly, he turned sideways, and his leg turned into a gray shadow as it lashed out. It was like a lightning whip, and it exploded in the air.
Bang!!
Blood splattered everywhere as the bald man's head exploded. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere. His entire body fell stiffly to the ground. Amidst the screams of the woman beside him, he fell forward, completely dead.
In an instant, his corpse turned into a large patch of white light and disappeared.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … Let's see. We can't really kill him. It would be very troublesome in the future." Garon shook his head.
"You … You … You!!" That charming woman couldn't even speak clearly. She was so scared that her face turned pale. She pointed at Garen and retreated. Suddenly, she seemed to have tripped over something and fell to the ground. She wanted to get up, but she couldn't.
"I knew it. How could you possibly be that kind of weakling?" Celine seemed to have recovered a little. She walked over and stood side by side with Garon. She kicked up a metal piece on the ground with one leg.
The metal piece spun at high speed and nailed itself between the woman's eyebrows.
With a bang, the woman fell backward, turned into a large patch of white light, and disappeared.
The surrounding onlookers trembled violently. These two people were not just ruthless. Looking at their decisiveness, it was obvious that they were the kind of madmen who killed decisively in the real world. Otherwise, they would not have taken people's lives so easily.
"Alright, everyone, disperse." Garon waved his hand and said loudly, "This is just a virtual world anyway. You can't kill anyone. It's not a big deal."
"Young man, you're in big trouble!" The old man who was standing next to Garon just now said, "That bald man is from the magnetic field. If they find out your location in reality …" He did not finish his sentence, but one could tell that the consequences would be very serious just by looking at his expression.
"It's okay."
Since Garon had made his move, he was naturally prepared for this kind of situation.
"Are the people from the magnetic field very powerful?" Celine said coldly. She had sent a voice transmission to Garon earlier. Otherwise, Garon would not have been so decisive and ruthless.
"Let's go!"
She separated the crowd and left with Garon, one in front and one behind.
Bang bang!
After two crisp sounds, the two of them directly collapsed into a large number of white light spots and disappeared in this strange space.
In the room, Garon slowly opened his eyes and raised his wristwatch to see Celine's contact request.
He gently pressed confirm.
"Nono, that bald man is just the younger brother of a Level Three Energy Machinist in the magnetic field. Don't worry, it's not a big deal." Celine's face appeared on the wristwatch. "This time I went back and got ninth place in the overall family ranking competition. The Energy Machinist level that I have been calculating has finally entered Level One and I have an elder in the family as my teacher. I didn't expect to meet you inside."
Garon also did not expect that he would meet Celine in the virtual space of the Alliance of Energy Machinists. Ever since this girl kept learning various combat skills from him, she kept climbing up the family rankings. From the dozens in the past, she had gradually reached ninth place in the past two years. Previously, even if he did not make a move, Celine would not have given in so easily. She must have her own way of dealing with it.
Previously, Celine also seemed to have used a special method in the virtual space to send a voice transmission to him, asking him to help solve the problem.
"The magnetic field is the weakest force in the Alliance of Energy Machinists. The Nebula and Black Blade that I belong to have always been at odds, but if it were not for the confrontation between our two major organizations, the magnetic field would have no chance of survival at all. So, the magnetic field can still be arrogant in front of ordinary Energy Machinists. To us, although the Energy Machinists in my family are not that powerful, compared to a small character like him, hehe … "Celine explained in detail." Your Black Flood Party also has Energy Machinists who belong to the Nebula. You can go back and ask them when you have the chance. People like us who have big forces behind us have no need to be afraid of this kind of trash at all. It's good enough that we don't go overboard. "
"You're quite direct." Garon roughly understood his own force field and also understood that after all this time, their own identity was even stronger than that bald man. This was what it meant to enjoy the shade under a big tree.
"That's right. If it wasn't in the special ability space but in reality, I would have shot that bald man!" Celine was still a little depressed.
"Alright, let's go into the Energy Machinist space together when we have time. I don't have a master to teach me at all now, and I don't have an Energy Machine Imprint either. It's very difficult. Do you want to make one for me? "Garon said with a smile.
"You can't just set an Energy Machine Imprint. Once this thing is set, it will occupy the empty space in your Willpower. Two levels of Willpower can only supply one Energy Machine Imprint, and once it's set, changing it is as difficult as ascending to heaven. No, it's even harder than ascending to heaven!" Celine said solemnly. "I heard from my master that after setting an Energy Machine Imprint, it can only be changed if you enter a higher level of Inherited Level, and it will cost a lot of resources."
Hearing Celine's serious advice, Garon also knew the importance of this. His original intention of finding a random one to make do with it faded away.
"What's the price of an Energy Machine Imprint?"
"Generally, one is between two to five billion Universal Units. This is the more common and low-level ones. Many people want the better ones. Those who can become Energy Machinists are not people who lack money, so once the competition starts, the price fluctuates greatly. There was even a good imprint that was sold for more than forty billion Universal Units at the peak. As for the better top-notch imprints, don't even think about it. No one will sell it at all. This thing is very time-consuming and laborious to make. For Energy Machinists, it's a laborious and thankless task. It takes less than a hundred years to condense a stable imprint, so the imprints we use now are condensed and created by our predecessors more than a hundred years ago. "
Garon felt more and more that the field of Energy Machinists was complicated.
"Send me a copy of the information you have about Energy Machinists."
"No problem. I'll organize it for you later. "Celine nodded.
After disconnecting, Garon quickly obtained all the basic information about Energy Machinists. He also had a general understanding of the entire Energy Machinists.
Energy Machinists mainly used master-apprentice workshops as a unit. Different numbers of workshops with the same style formed different schools.
A workshop could only have one Energy Machinist or many, depending on the size.
Energy Machine Imprint was a tool created by Energy Machinists to assist themselves. It was originally a very ordinary high-performance support tool. After generations of improvement and condensing Willpower evolution, the ability of the Energy Machine Imprint would become stronger and more perfect. Therefore, the longer the imprint was passed down, the stronger its ability. Many Energy Machinists who could not afford to buy an existing imprint also created their own imprint. However, it could only be a blank slate. They had to use Willpower to carve and strengthen it step by step from the beginning. There was no amplification effect at all.
Therefore, the longer the imprint was passed down, the stronger the imprint. Some rare imprints were even used as foundational treasures for many schools.
There were also many Energy Machinists who did not interact much with each other. They were all studying their own things and would only gather together on a fixed date to exchange knowledge and items through the special ability space.
In short, the Energy Machine Imprint was like the pilot's exclusive mech. Its importance was self-evident.
The difference was that not every Energy Machinist could only have one imprint. Instead, they could have multiple imprints.
For the rest of the time, as expected, the dead baldy did not move at all. It was obvious that Cillin had used his power to suppress him. The difference between a little fellow at the bottom of the magnetic field and the elites of the big families and sects here was obvious.
Time passed day by day. Soon, it was time for the auction.
The Ring Light Silver auction that Garon had been waiting for finally arrived.
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