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"It's okay, I'll have a chance to pay it off soon. Garon grinned, as if he could see something inside Angel. "The totem master who controls the four-headed totem is not short of money, but he has not been able to evolve a two-headed type until now. No, you can actually control the five heads, right?"
He suddenly raised his arm, and a blue line shot out from behind him, slowly falling on the tips of his fingers, turning into a blue butterfly the size of a basin. The butterfly's wings flapped slowly, glowing with a blue glow.
"You !!" Angel was finally completely moved, she looked at Garon in a daze, and was half speechless. Coupled with the previous short-tailed crocodile, the three-headed gray-feathered eagle, and this blue fluorescent butterfly, the person in front of him is actually a person who can control the five-headed totem!
"This shijie is always so unfair. Garon said lightly, "Top geniuses like us have talent and financial resources. But there is a lack of knowledge inheritance. But I haven't been able to go any further. And those aristocratic wastes with mediocre qualifications and like waste wood can easily have a complete set of evolutionary theories, and they don't need to do things for people everywhere and work for people everywhere. β
Angel didn't speak, just a little silent on his face. She is like this, because her background is too poor, she is excluded in the association, she has no resources, no money, and she can only rely on herself if she wants to develop everything. That's how she struggled step by step.
Now I see the same person who can control the five-headed totem, standing in front of him. She suddenly felt a very strong sense of empathy.
"You're the same as I am, with all those qualifications of rubbish waste. You can enjoy everything without having to work hard. And we are much better than them, so we must fight to get everything by ourselves. Do you know how much effort I've put into this martial art?" said Garon loudly, patting his chest. The performance was so much that he was going to be moved.
Angel clenched his fists. She's an impulsive person. Listening to Garon's words, the discrimination and humiliation he has suffered over the years continue to pass in front of his eyes.
"What do you want to do?" she asked, her voice faintly hoarse.
"Come with me. Your aptitude is the most haode person I have ever met, and it only takes a complete theory of evolution to truly embark on the path of a Type 2 totemist. We share a common goal. Garon said solemnly.
"Do you think I'll believe you?" asked Angel in a cold voice. "Sooner or later, I will be able to acquire the cultivation knowledge of the second type myself. β
"Is it possible? There is no foundation. Without comprehensive theoretical support, and with special demand substances, are you really confident that you can figure out the evolutionary path of type 2 on your own? But how long do you have to spend it? Two years. Five years, ten years, you are a murderer, wanted by the royal alliance, not a genius with a clean net. β
Garon really plans to subdue some of his subordinates so that he can proceed with the next step of arrangement. In the chaos that followed. The individual's abilities will become more and more fragile. Unless it is a high-level liliang. But now he clearly can't reach it.
If you want to improve yourself as quickly as possible, the fastest way is to find someone who is experienced in fighting, understand the fighting methods between totem masters, and have a few more helpers at the same time, which can also speed up the efficiency of hunting.
Moreover, for the War Guild, Garon still has a little idea in his heart. In the War Guild, the War Shackles and the War Guild exist. It is completely possible to form a set of solid subordinate and subordinate relationships.
What's more, deal with the Black Sky Society. He can't take care of so many opponents alone
Looking at this Angel in front of her, this woman is ruthless and seems to be simple and impulsive, but she has a very strong ability to comprehend the technique, as well as a strong talent for totemists.
"How's it going?" Garon calmly looked back at the campfire burning. "Are you going to continue to be hunted down like this forever for the rest of your life? This time it's just a totem master, and the next time it may not be so simple. Rather than being hunted down, there is no hope, you might as well choose to cooperate with me, and we will hunt down the totem master together. You can pay for the crime, and I have my own needs. β
Angel half-sat on the ground. "My enemy isn't a Type 1 Totemist, are you sure you want to get me in such a big trouble?" she said coldly.
"It's okay, I'm never afraid of trouble. Garon smiled, "The most fundamental reason is that my trouble is definitely much better than yours. β
Angel bowed her head and said nothing. Garon wasn't in a hurry, just quietly waiting for her answer.
"According to Arya's regulations, any criminal has the opportunity to join the War Guild and get the mission to atone for his crimes. How many people you kill must be filled with the same criminal lives. So most of the totems who are chasing you are here for this regulation. Of course, everything has to have a premise, and that is to be introduced. Garon smiled, "It's not a big deal for me, my mission completion rate is pretty good, and joining the War Guild is a breeze." When the time comes, I'll introduce you. Many criminals come over like this, relying on friends to help introduce and clear their hands. β
Angel closed her eyes, her core totem at this time was killed, the three sub-totems were destroyed, and the sub-totem black panther of Zuihou who had just been released was also paralyzed and poisoned and couldn't move. It can be said that she has been released from prison with an absolute disadvantage. The other party is indeed very sincere in putting this condition in this situation.
And indeed, for her who is now being hunted down all the way, cooperating with the person in front of her is far more promising than being hunted down.
"Then how can you guarantee that I won't give up on you when I'm out of danger?" she didn't believe anyone would trust an enemy so much for no reason.
Garon walked up to a large tree with his back to the trunk.
"We are the same kind of people, go to other organizations, you may get the same life as before, and the same kind and the same kind will have equal communication. I'm going to gather all of our kind, and everyone will be united into a liliang, and whoever is the strongest will be the leader. But it's too early to tell. This statement is a bit of a ghost silver lamp tendency, or it is better to say less. β
Angel looked at Garon steadily, and after a long time, she finally nodded slowly.
"I promise you. Relying on the War Guild's War Shackles and War Guilds, we can share benefits. Information sharing to achieve a certain level of joint management. β
"Good. You're the first partner I've picked. Garon reached out and pulled her up. "When I go back, I will apply to join the War Guild, and it will take more than 50 million funds to buy War Shackles. This is still the lowest level. Together, we work together to hunt and kill. You should be able to save up quickly. β
Angel nodded. She understands that cooperating with the person in front of her is indeed the best way for her to do it right now.
The shackles of war are a fixed and permanent curing technique.
It is like a chain that links all the core totems of the people involved in the shackles, and if you want to separate from the shackles, you need to pay the price of losing the core totems. This is for the Totemist. It was a very harsh punishment. The more advanced the totemist, the more so. The totem poured a lot of time and effort into them.
In addition to the role of a secure and stable alliance, the yoke of war has benefits.
The shackles of war are like a special form of totem. It can be cultivated, and some appendages can be attached to increase its capabilities.
Angel groaned and whispered. "The shackles of war have no additional abilities. It's 50 million. If you have a little additional capacity, won't it have to be more than 100 million?"
Garon nodded: "After all, the ability on the shackles can affect all members at all times. I haven't seen the rest of the totems, but the Tietan City Chapter only has one ability shackle, called the Healing Lock, which acts on the shackle members themselves. Once the Totem Master is in the Healing Lock, he will automatically receive the healing effect of the Minor Injury Cure from the Healing Lock. Liliang will automatically heal injured Totemists. He paused.
"Of course. We had to start from scratch as long as we found enough permanent curing procedures. It will be able to strengthen the effect of the shackles of war. β
"It's easy to say. Angel shook her head and said no more.
"There is also a war hall where evolutionary knowledge can be shared, and we can throw all the knowledge that we want to exchange into it, and this special totem can exchange knowledge that we need for each other equally. Of course, the knowledge that you have learned by yourself can also be used, whether the members are exchanging knowledge, resources, or using it to improve the effect of their own shackles. However, it will take a long time to get to this point. Garon explained with a smile. He could see that Angel didn't know much about the overall structure of the War Guild.
Sure enough, Angel's eyes widened the more he listened. "I said why the guild members here are so weak, and the northern ones are so strong. All totems are fast, and they can easily catch up with me. No matter how long you dump them, you can keep up. β
"It may be that their War Shackles ability has a similar tracking effect, compared to the Titans Branch, there are more conflicts over there, and the effects of the Shackles are also richer. It's normal. Garon nodded, "Alright, it's time to go out." Next, I'll go back to pick up the mission, and when the time comes, I'll notify you that your name will be written on the task list, and I'll ask to suspend the pursuit of your mission. We work together to get the job done, and the efficiency is absolutely good. β
Angel nodded.
Back in the formalities, Garon easily obtained a lowest-level guild member certification, codenamed Gray Eagle. Named after the gray feather eagle totem standing on his shoulder.
Through Galleon, Angel paid a collateral worth one million silver wheels as a proof of suspension of the pursuit.
The money could only be used for two days, and Angel couldn't leave the management of Titan. Otherwise, it will automatically become invalid. The two must complete at least one hunt mission within this time.
As for the War Shackles, the War Hall, these two special totems. are worth tens of millions, which is not at all what the two of them can afford now.
The sky was dark.
The clouds were overlosing, the sky was gray and gloomy, and it was raining lightly, and the rain was slanted and elongated by the oblique wind, like thin transparent lines.
On the vast verdant hills and grasslands, a caravan of horse-drawn carriages was slowly rushing along the gray carriage road in the direction of Baixi City.
The caravans were mostly off-white and yellow tent wagons, and some of the goods were covered with white coarse cloth shading.
In the middle of the convoy, a two-wheeled black carriage slowed down, and the windows on the side of the ornate carriage were opened, revealing the faces of two young and white aristocratic girls.
A young girl gazed curiously at the goods in the middle of the caravan.
"This is the paralock caravan, isn't it? The girl whispered to her companion.
"I guess, I think I've seen that sign. "The girl named Lara doesn't seem to be very interested in that. She held her chin in one hand, staring at the caravan's rapidly alternating horses' hooves in a daze, and fell into a state of distraction.
"Lala, Lala?" the cries of his companion Visil seemed to come from far away.
"It's boring," Lara sighed inwardly, responding to her companion's question without saying a word. Visil was always so energetic, she always had something to say.
Lala looked at the rain slowly falling above the caravan with some blankness.
She was about to go to White Creek City to continue her study of law, and although she didn't want to study law, there was no reason to refuse.
This society is like this, born, then study, then work, then married, and then wait for old age to die. Day after day, year after year.
The Industrial Revolution began, everything was like a big bang, every day we could see new gadgets on the market, and the whole shijie was like a newborn seedling, constantly growing and developing in an unknown direction.
Lala sighed in her heart, she is eighteen years old this year, and she should be an adult. But they are also eighteen years old, and the sisters who play and relax around them always look particularly naΓ―ve. They are like parameciums that live on instinct, low and ignorant.
"Perhaps ignorance is also a kind of happiness," Lara breathed a sigh of relief. Soon Visir's voice reached her ears again.
"I heard that Uncle Commel's son went to join the army this year, I don't know what life is like in the army?" Visil retracted his head, "Some time ago, Xiaokang Maier invited you to ride a horse with you, why didn't you go? β
"Auntie won't allow it. Lara looked out the window calmly. "And I don't want to think about it so early. (To be continued......)