Garon was not surprised.

Even city trolls have appeared, so it's no surprise that mythical creatures are back in sight. It's just that the mythical and legendary creatures that once appeared in Miwu Shijie actually appeared alive in the totem shijie, which is what makes him feel weird.

Looking at the black carriage in front of him. Garon's name came to mind clearly.

"The carriage of the underworld. ”

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"In the legend of Koyinta, who was able to bring the living into the carriage of the dead shijie, had a violent temperament and ate two tons of meat and fifteen sinful souls every day. ”

He began to slowly circle around the carriage of the underworld.

The black horse also followed him and changed direction, and the huge horse's eyes became more and more blood-red.

Laugh at!

Two more puffs of white gas erupted from its nostrils.

Mars!!

A roar like a human voice came from the mouth of the black horse, and a huge sound shook the surrounding area, and a large amount of lime and debris fell from the ceiling, like a layer of dust rain.

The Underworld carriage slammed into Garon, its hooves dragging its wheels towards Garon. A thick yellow mist emanated from the carriage as if it were alive, and instantly appeared beside Garon, enveloping it in death.

The dark horse's speed increased suddenly, turning into a black line almost instantly, and slammed into Garon's body.

Garon's eyes widened, and he didn't have time to react, only to feel a huge force slamming into the front of his body.

He felt as if his hands and feet were being bound by some strange liliang, and they became unusually slow. And the speed of the other party became instantly terrifying.

Rumble!!!

The black carriage slammed into Garon's body.

The black horse rushed out with the people. It floated into the air and slammed into the library wall behind it with a thud.

The wall instantly lit up with a layer of transparent ripples, blocking one person and one horse. It's not the same as windows. The walls appear to be covered in an inexplicable force field defense, allowing no attacks to damage the library building.

Garon and the black horse slammed into the wall, sending up a cloud of dust and stone slag as if they had been smashed into the gray-white water, and the dust and stone sand splattered from the wall like a splash and scattered everywhere. It's like rain.

For a moment, the library was filled with the sound of a loud crash.

Mars!!

The Underworld carriage roared again, and the whole thing pierced through Gareon's body, sinking into the wall. It was as if it had suddenly changed from a solid body to an imaginary body, quickly turning into a transparent form and gradually disappearing.

Garon shook his head in the middle of the pit in the wall in a large font. Break free from above. Bring out a piece of gravel and sand.

With the sound of rustling sand, Garon spat out the dust and sand in his mouth, and the black light array under his feet lit up, and the whole person suddenly jumped down from mid-air.

"It's a little weird. Garon snapped and landed firmly on the ground, with transparent defensive ripples rippling up and down his body, which was the giant mouth of the lizard dragon that he had just used to defend against.

"Liliang isn't that good, though. He commented lightly.

At this time, the silver-faced man was hiding behind the big silver ball, watching Garon get knocked out. can still evaluate the black carriage's Liliang casually, and his heart is even more shocked.

He had just been hit. was directly hit into a serious injury, and the totem light of the whole body was completely scrapped as soon as it recovered somewhat, the core totem was aggravated, and the silver totem was hit hard for the second time in a row.

And Garon was hit harder than him, he was just hit by a dark horse, and Garon was directly knocked against the wall all the time, and there was nothing to do.

Hiss!!

The carriage of the underworld pierced through the wall opposite Garon again, as if rushing out of the water, rapidly materializing from an illusory translucency into a physical entity. It also seemed to know that the opponent in front of it was not easy to deal with, and began to cautiously circle around Garon.

The wheels of the black carriage gurgled and rolled on the ground, mixed with the crisp sound of horses' hooves, which was particularly clear.

Again, a large amount of yellow smoke overflowed from the carriage of the Underworld carriage again, and these yellow mist had just left the carriage less than a meter before it teleported directly and appeared beside Garon.

They were like life, clad in the totemic light around Garon.

"Again!!" Garon thought to himself, "this smoke seems to be pulling my speed out of my speed and attaching it to the body of the Underworld carriage. He felt the changes in his body carefully, his limbs seemed to get heavier and heavier, and his reaction became slower and slower.

And the dark horse on the opposite side is moving more and more agile and fast.

"Sure enough, I extracted the opponent's speed to myself, no wonder its speed was so much faster than just now, it turned out that this was my own speed state. Garon's heart sank.

It was a tricky move, and he knew how fast he was. Now he is more agile at more than 6 o'clock, even if there are many speed-type totems that are not as fast as his own speed, at this time, he was drawn by the carriage of the underworld, increasing and decreasing, and the speed ratio between the two sides suddenly became extremely huge.

"In mythology, the carriage of the underworld was smashed alive by Hercules Polhagrid, but Polhagrid has a Chaos Warhammer given by the Warlock Mother Earth, and he is infinitely powerful, but his movements are slow. This will not be siphoned off by the underworld carriage for much speed, and he will be slow enough anyway. It doesn't matter if you smoke it or not. Garon recalled the story in the myth, "I don't know whether the story in the myth is true or not, the so-called Polhag is just a deified human in history, and he likes to brag about his legendary story the most, and I don't know if there is such an experience." Garon's mind flashed through his thoughts. But they couldn't think of a way to deal with the Underworld Carriage.

"The dumbest way to do that is to fight back before it hits me. Garon raised his vigilance and kept an eye on the underworld carriage opposite. "Maybe after you get this thing this time, you can sit on it and go to the legendary underworld to see it. This is a mysterious carriage that can take the living to the underworld. ”

For the legendary underworld of Guyinduo, Garon has also been longing for a long time.

Mars !!

The carriage of the underworld finally couldn't help it, and one bowed his head. Lunge towards Garon. The yellow mist lingered around his body, and the speed was amazing.

In the hall, only a yellow line was suddenly drawn in the carriage. Slammed into Garon on the spot. One yellow and one black made a ferocious crashing sound, and a large amount of yellow mist splashed again.

Rumble!!!

Hiss!!

Garon gripped the ground with his feet, scratching two long black scratches on the ground, and slammed his back into the wall again.

At ultra-close range, the horse's head was pressed against his arms, and he could clearly see that the black mane behind the horse's head was constantly shaking and spreading like a wave. Smooth satin-like skin is unusually shiny. The strong muscle contours drive the large tendons to fluctuate violently.

"It's now!"

Garon's eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a huge red eight-headed dragon slowly emerged behind him.

Roar!!!!

The eight heads of the eight dragons roared at the same time.

The terrifying sound wave exploded. With a bang, the air seemed to explode. A circle of white gas was emitted in all directions. Countless buzzing echoes throughout the library.

The silver ball tumbled to the ground with a huge roar, nearly knocking the silver-faced man to the ground.

Most of the stone carvings on the walls also fell loose pieces.

The silver-faced man's own totemic light was much weaker, but now he was so shocked that he almost didn't mention it in one breath. The chest was depressed and uncomfortable. I want to vomit but I can't.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, stumbled out of the library hall along the corner, and threw himself at the door, his eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't see anything.

Strangely, as soon as I left the library, the noise behind me was much quieter.

After a few seconds. Finally eased up, and the silver-faced man breathed a sigh of relief.

looked at himself in an embarrassed state. In the middle of the ring, he suddenly cried and gave himself a hard thigh.

"Can you not be so perverted, no"

Feeling his tears coming out, he longed to plunge into the cracks.

I'm an elemental general, I can't cry!

He wiped a handful of tears from his eyes.

"Fuck me this kind of pervert! Lao Tzu is gone!!Whoever the hell loves whoever comes!!" He jumped to his feet, slammed the badge on his chest, and turned to leave.

Rumble!!

Suddenly, there was another roar behind him.

The silver-faced man suddenly stiffened, and remembered the current situation, now he was no longer free, but reduced to Garon's prisoner.

"Sure enough, a civilian should do civilian work, Lao Tzu really made a mistake before he thought of becoming a general!" he muttered to himself, sat down at the gate, and with a trembling hand, he took out a smashed brown cigarette from his coat pocket and swiped it on the ground, and suddenly the cigarette butt ignited, and he took a beautiful puff.

"23 less than perverts, there are two more in the big black sky, and there are three in the royal alliance. He looked up at the bright sunshine in the sky. "All shijie are perverts, this kind of shijie that belongs to perverts, ordinary people like me still honestly do clerical work. ”

After a foul scolding, he seemed to be in a much better mood. Just sit and wait for the results in the library.

It's not that he doesn't want to run away, but the other party seems to be able to find him at any time no matter where he runs. This number of times was already experienced too much yesterday, and he was tired. After all, not full-time combat personnel.

Garon's eyes glowed red, staring intently at the carriage of the underworld opposite.

The powerful dragon roar sound wave had no effect on the opponent, and the Underworld carriage only retreated slightly from a distance, all of which were blocked by the yellow mist that lingered around it.

Garon sensed the next eight dragons, and the eight heads took turns to replace the block, which was nothing for the eight dragons with amazing resilience.

A man and a horse stood against each other across the silver ball, and the situation seemed to have entered a stalemate.

Garon was also at a loss, and the other party was helpless against him.

The speed was extracted, and the gap was suddenly stretched to a point where he couldn't hit it at all. The attack of the Eight Dragons also had no effect on it, including the direct bite of the dragon's mouth, which was completely blocked by the yellow mist.

And the carriage of the underworld hit Garon again and again, rushing out from the wall, under the ground, and from the ceiling, at various strange angles, hitting again and again, but it was ineffective. (To be continued......)