472 Leave 2

Chapter 472: Leave 2

The Black Water True Technique had already started to develop its powers, and when the terrifying water vapor was constantly compressed, it formed a frighteningly dense giant water hand. In an instant, before its opponent could react, it would form in front of them immediately, rendering it unavoidable. Coupled with the incomparably terrifying strength of his right hand, the increased strength from the ring of the Troll Grip was not a laughing matter.

Instantly, Garen had smashed this Cthulhu into a coma.

He outstretched a finger again, before Garen pointed it downwards and touched something.

Shh!

A ray of black light pierced through the ground like a spike, stabbing through the Cthulhu’s chest clean through.

Garen, who had fused with three Hydra heads, was getting closer to Form 5. Now he had almost obtained God Cloud’s initial power. Upon encountering Ultimate Form 4 Secret Tactics, he remained calm and steady, as one hand was sufficient to easily counter his opponent’s attacks.

This was the difference between Form 4 and 5, and while this difference was too great to describe, once the Totems were fused, Secret Techniques would be pushed to unimaginable states, allowing one to reach almost legendary stages.

Secret Techniques that were once normal after the influence of peak Totems would be able to reach unparalleled terrifying effects.

In other words, Form 5 was basically the Secret Techniques that had been trained to the point where they resembled the legendary Gargantuans.

Every Form 5 stood at the peak of their own Secret Technique, but due to cultural differences, the Form 5’s did not establish a Secret Technique martial art, but schools of thought, organizations, or parliaments.

In simpler terms, by directly killing a legendary Cthulhu, Garen had no time to brag.

Although he seemed very much at ease, this was done by using the foundation of his Troll Grip strength on his right hand.

The Nine-Headed Hydra could not be used now; releasing the Totem that was only left with six heads would mean that he was looking for death.

Excluding the Nine-Headed Hydra’s own strength, Garen could only rely on the Troll Grip and Black Water True Technique, as well as the final Flash Screen.

The giant black hand from earlier was Garen using two types of Secret Technique powers, one of which was the Troll Grip. Such terrifying power meant that it had definitely exceeded peak Form 4.

The more times the Black Water True Technique fused with the Hydra heads, the stronger it would become. It had now almost become Garen’s final trump card.

After testing the current effects of his Secret Techniques, Garen floated down and landed on the ground gently.

Skyharp and Wukang waited beside the deep pit formed by the handprint, while the surrounding Totem Users and bodyguards had already been dispersed. Only the three of them had rushed here.

"That’s a Cthulhu? Seems quite weak." Wukang stroked his chin, a relaxed expression on his face.

"He wasn’t weak, it was Palace Master that was too strong." Skyharp had seen the true result of this battle from the sidelines. Her gaze was solemn. "The Cthulhu’s final move would not have left either you or myself unscathed, but Palace Master merely…"

When she mentioned this, Wukang’ smile disappeared, while he carefully felt the remaining Totem Light within the pit. Suddenly, his expression turned serious as well.

"Frankly, if every Cthulhu was that powerful, that would truly be quite troublesome…"

"Have the others from the Cthulhuism Society been taken care of?" Garen asked quietly.

"Of course," said Skyharp, smiling. "Those people hid inside a cave two kilometers from here, they’ve all been destroyed."

Garen nodded, while the Cthulhu inside the pit melted and quickly turned into fine red sand, showing that it had completely lost all signs of life.

However Garen did not notice any changes in his Potential Point Pane, which meant that he could not use this method to get Potential Points. This made him slightly disappointed.

Suddenly, the Cthulhu’s eyelid twitched, before his eyes quickly opened.

"Nineheads, you little snake! You’re dead! You dare provoke my Almighty Cthulhuism Society! The Cthulhu King will not forgive you! Hehe… Just you wait… Everything you own is cursed to be destroyed, will all be destroyed!!"

Bang!

Garen stepped on the Cthulhu’s head with one foot before red sand was sent flying everywhere, the remains of the Cthulhu’s body finally turned into red sand completely.

"These Cthulhu’s and their undead bodies, they’ve become too arrogant." Skyharp was speechless.

"This isn’t arrogance, it’s just slight insanity," Wukang shook his head. "This aggravating tone, even someone like myself with a good temper cannot help but want to kill them."

"It doesn’t matter, we’re on the side of the Royal Alliance anyway, the Cthulhuism Society would confront us sooner or later," said Garen indifferently. "Go get ready, we’ll leave at once."

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"What? You still want to go to Daniela?! Are you insane?" Beard looked at Beckstone with an annoyed look. The moment this guy gathered everyone together, he began saying things that no one could understand.

"Do you know what’s going on there right now?! Chaotic warfare, okay! Chaotic warfare! Geometry Service, Obscuro Society, Cthulhuism Society, the King of Daniela, each of them would gladly kill you a hundred times over!" Beard could not help but groan. If his society had not commanded him to take care of Beckstone’s safety, he would not have cared about an idiot like this who would jump headfirst into a fire.

At night, within the forest, three people sat by the bonfire. Unlike Beard’s look of utter incomprehension, Eleventh Royal Daughter Tina’s expression was unusually calm.

"You want to find Hannet, right?

Stone nodded slowly.

"The Cthulhu King will not forgive him."

"Will we be able to save him if we go there?" asked Tina calmly.

Stone did not reply, but continued looking at the bonfire with his head lowered.

"Since you look calm now, why do you always become frazzled during the key moments of important situations?" said Beard impatiently. "My suggestion is to return to the society immediately. I’ve received news that two important individuals have arrived at the Nest Leader’s area, and if we encounter them, it will be troublesome. Also, our Kovitan is unlike the past anymore, currently our country has been terribly divided, and has become a second-rate country instantly. Compared to Daniela and Ender…"

"It doesn’t matter, we just need to stay hidden carefully…"

"Moreover, you don’t know that our Terraflor Society had an encounter with the Cthulhuism Society once," said Beard distractedly. "If they find out that both of you have plant-series Totems, you will definitely be killed."

"There will definitely be a way," said Beckstone softly. "I cannot bear to see my friends fall into dangerous areas."

"I’ll support you," Tina nodded sincerely. "If you didn’t have this resolve, you wouldn’t be the Beckstone that I know."

"Uncle, please take Tina back to the society, I’m going to Daniela alone," said Stone suddenly.

"No way!""No way!"

Both of them said at the same time.

"If you want to go, we must go together, don’t just assume that I’m useless! If it weren't for my premonitions this time, we would not have been able to escape from the palace, right?" said Tina frankly.

A forced smile appeared on Stone’s face, as he already knew how the situation would develop.

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Daniela

"Recently, Totem Users from different countries have been gathering in Daniela by the masses. These masters that have gathered from Ender, Sudan, West Hong Hall Alliance, Kovitan have all increased. Before the situation reaches a more complicated stage, the designated safety departments are currently taking positive measures to maintain a balance between each group’s powers to decrease the possibility of weapon-related incidents…"

The female news reporter’s gentle voice echoed out of the radio constantly.

In the darkness, the weak girl on the bed was currently using all her energy to listen to the news.

The white-haired boy who sat beside her was carefully cutting an apple for her.

"Big Brother, listen, our people from Kovitan have arrived as well…" the girl suddenly said happily.

"I know, I know." The boy continued cutting the apple determinedly, as if he only had two indifferent replies.

Kovitan’s Totem Users had probably arrived because of the Ancestral God Pillar. It was one of Daniela’s legendary divinities, and it was rumored that any Totem User that could inherit its power would be able to instantly achieve the highest Appraisal.

For the Totem Users that had unsatisfactory Appraisal, this was very tempting.

This was not false news, as there had been instances where people had their Appraisals accidentally increased by the Ancestral God Pillar. At once, Totem Users from various countries had all gathered here.

After the battle where the Kovitan defense line was defeated, all of the monsters in the entire East Continent suffered great losses under the cleansing effect of the Ultimate Shelter. At once, all of the major forces moved out quickly to regain lost territories, while the monsters had lessened as well.

Some of the outskirts that bordered human residences had become much safer as well.

Thus, when the main environment became slightly safer, this piece of information began to spread, instantly gaining the attention of Totem Users across various lands.

"By the looks of it, the people from the Cthulhuism Society seem to be disturbing the waters, but this is beneficial as well, because it gives us a chance," said the boy quietly.

"Oh…" replied the girl, not really understanding what he meant.

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Bang!!

A middle-aged man was violently smashed against a large rock, and like a struggling shrimp, he had curled up and was now rolling around, before he groaned dejectedly, struggled to get up, and ran away quickly. However, a man in red soon dragged him by his hair.

"Tell me… Where is the Seed of the Ancestral God?" asked the man in red gently.

"I… I don’t know…" said the middle-aged man in a quaking voice. "My Totems have all been destroyed by you, my lifelong efforts have all disappeared, so what else are you going to do?!"

"What am I going to do? Hehe…" The man in red giggled, and raised another hand, where a metal hacksaw had been installed in his palm. "Do you know the kind of feeling, when I drag this saw down every inch of your neck, and cut your throat open slowly?"

His voice sounded as if he was saying sweet, merciful words, without a hint of murderous intent, but a certain coldness lurked behind it.

"I… I don’t know anything… The Seed of the Ancestral God… Was snatched away by someone from Ender!! Besides that, the people from Sudan and West Hong Hall in Kovitan… They each had their own designated camps, all prime locations, and are most likely to have obtained the illumination of the Ancestral Light, accumulating the Seed of the Ancestral God!!" The middle-aged man told him everything he knew about the current situation.

"The closer the distance to the Ancestral God Pillar, the more Ancestral God Light one will receive, making its accumulated seeds stronger, this is all I know! Don’t kill me!!" The middle-aged man knew that the man in red before him was a deviant, because in the past few days, he had robbed and killed more than ten Totem Users. His actions were cruel, and his personality was cold, easily making his hair stand on end.

"Special treatment, huh? Really…" The man in red flung the prisoner in his hands away in one go, while a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.