Bite.

Gareon gently puts the forceps back into the glass bottle.

Looking at a silver-white oval shoulder armor in front of him, he exhaled slightly.

Pick up a white cloth on the side and carefully wipe off a little stain on the surface of the shoulder armor.

"Sure enough, it's flawed," he muttered, frowning. "The foundation of the Green Cranberry can only support it to split into fifty-three pieces of Span power. Only 53 sets of weapons or armor can be crafted for totemization. No wonder there are only two hundred Black Fire Guards. This is also the best result that Avik has obtained with the careful combination of cutting-edge jishu. Nearly four times magnification, which is amazing enough. ”

"Two hundred Black Fire Guards, relinquishing their control, you can get two hundred sets of Black Fire Armor. The nature of giving ordinary people the power of totem. This is a foundation in which only those with strong wills and strong bodies can truly activate the Black Fire Armor. ”

Garon picked up the shoulder armor in front of him and carefully obliquely looked at the surface, and the dense silver dots on it were the characteristics of the activation of the power of Span .

"The power of Span requires a strong will to activate, the stronger the will, the more liliang can be controlled, the stronger the activity of Span and the more contagious it is. This virtuous circle, like a seed, can absorb more substances from the outside world, making the body and armor stronger and stronger. ”

He lowered his shoulder armor.

"Ivik gave up this potential in exchange for the absolute loyalty of the corpse-like Black Fire Guard. But this kind of gas is small after all. He shook his head. "Those who are not strong enough will get armor, and the end result is to be swallowed by the power of Span . Turned into the living dead. Loss of all individuality. This thing seems to be very dangerous. ”

He began to think about how to solve this high danger again, and after some thought, he conceived more than a dozen plans. I don't have a clue. Windman has studied this level for so many years, but there is no result, and so many people in the royal alliance have no results, and he naturally can't even touch the edge alone.

"Forget it, since you want Liliang, you must have the consciousness to pay the price. Garon breathed a sigh of relief.

Two hundred sets of black fire heavy armor, two hundred people can be selected as the carrier of black heavy armor. Embark on the path to self-strength.

Perhaps in this way, Garon could not absolutely order these people, he only had the right to take back the power of Span . But if people are strengthened to a very high level, even after being taken back, the liliang that was strengthened later still exists. The physical properties of the body changed by Span do not change.

It is equivalent to that most of the liliang has been recovered, and it can still remain.

In this way, the control of subordinates is not as strict as before.

But Garon didn't care.

All he wants is liliang. Strong enough strength. Ability to control. It depends on his own abilities.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, a rhythmic knock on the door interrupted his train of thought.

"What's the matter?"

He asked, a little impatiently.

"Palace Master, a group of people have come to you with a seriously injured woman, saying that it is your old friend. The maid replied loudly with a trembling voice.

"Friends?" Garon closed his eyes, gathering his thoughts. Pull through the curtain from the right side.

He walked to the door and opened it, and there stood a little maid with trembling legs, dressed in plain white, and did not dare to lift her head. Obviously a little guy who has just entered the palace, he is only eleven or twelve years old.

Garon opened the door and took a closer look at the little one. Just about to speak.

"No, don't eat me!!" the little guy was so frightened that he sat on the ground. "Palace Master, please, I was wrong! I know I was wrong!! I don't dare anymore!!"

Garon had a black line on his face. He was just surprised that it was rare for a new maid to come to the Black Fire Palace, and after looking at her for a little longer, he scared her like this. I guess this guy is looking at him as choosing where the meat is better.

This guy seems to be used to being bullied, and he hurriedly admitted his mistake without figuring out anything.

"Damn, gossip kills!" he whispered.

"Take me there!" snapped the little maid.

The little one quickly got up from the ground and ran trembling with Gareon towards the inner sanctum.

Garon was speechless and caught up behind.

In the side hall of the Black Fire Palace, the little guy took Garon to the back, and then ran away without a trace.

Not only Garon was speechless, but also a group of people in the side hall.

It was a group of men and women dressed in black, with a white leopard's head engraved on their arms and clothes.

Led by two young men, a man and a woman, on the ground beside them, a simple stretcher was being placed, and on top of it lay an unconscious woman with a yellow face and thin muscles.

Garon glanced at it, and was slightly stunned.

"Angel?!"

He recognized that the woman on the stretcher was Angel, the fugitive woman he had met in Titan.

In the imperial capital, it was still a supply of raw materials for the Terry Jones family.

"How did she become like this?!" Garon hurriedly walked over, crouched down on the stretcher, and began to carefully check Angel's condition.

This made the group of people on the side breathe a sigh of relief, and their originally frightened faces looked much better.

"It turns out that the palace master really knows the teacher!" the man who took the lead, or the boy, stepped forward and took the initiative. "We are members of the Black Panther Mercenary Regiment, and Captain Angel is our teacher. My name is Gracie and her name is Hill. ”

He still had a soft beard of pale cyan on his lips, short brown hair, and was no more than eighteen years old, but his face was resolute and pale. Seems to have lost some blood. The boy was looking at Garon with some anxiety.

"Please, please save the teacher!" The girl on the side, with red hair and a ponytail, was crying profusely, and couldn't help but plead with Garon. "We've tried everything, we've tried everything! All the hospitals said there was no way to save it. ”

"Why are you crying, crying, how can I save me if you don't tell me the specific situation?!" Garon looked at Gracie, the much calmer boy, "You come along!"

The boy nodded heavily.

"The teacher went out last month, supposedly with some old friends to make an appointment to do something. Unexpectedly, after coming back the day before yesterday, he fell down and fell unconscious. We started to think it was poisoning. But no hospital nor the silver lamp master could detect the teacher's poisoning. Then we thought it was some kind of brain damage, but it didn't work to bring in the silver lantern who was the best at treating brain diseases. No injuries were detected. ”

"What did Angel say before she passed out? she told you to come to me?" asked Garon in a deep voice.

The teacher didn't say anything, just looked tired, like he hadn't rested for many days. The boy shook his head, "As for coming to you, the palace master, the teacher didn't mention it at all. It was we who learned from the old-timers in the regiment that the teacher and the palace master used to be friends. I really can't find a way. That's why I came here and begged you. ”

"Well done. Garon patted the boy on the shoulder. "It's good!"

He looked down again to check Angel's condition.

Angel, who was originally plump, has become as thin as skin and bones. There is no abnormality in the flow of qi and blood. There are no signs of toxins in the body, and the brain is completely normal as if it were normal sleep.

"Oops, this guy is going to die. The child's voice suddenly came from behind Garene.

"Do you know what's the problem?" Garon was used to the elusiveness of children. He asked without looking back.

But the rest of the people were so frightened that they got out of the way. Some timid members swallowed their saliva and stared at the children with frightened expressions.

The child had a lollipop in his mouth and squatted on the side of the stretcher like Gareon, swinging his hands back and forth.

He frowned and touched Angel's forehead.

"She's having nightmares. After half a ring, he affirmed.

"Nightmares? Are you saying she's been dragged into a nightmare and can't wake up?" Garon asked rhetorically.

"Perhaps. Someone planted a nightmare seed in her. She didn't notice it, and then she fell in. The kid shrugged. He looks like a little adult.

"How?" asked Garon directly.

"Quite simply, the Nightmare Seed needs to be killed, but it usually spontaneously hides in her most secret places. The child pouted, "It's up to any of you to find it." ”

"Kill the Nightmare Seed?" Garon stood up, thinking for a moment. "I'll do it. ”

"What are you going to do?" the child looked at Garon curiously. "If her seed gets into the most intimate places, you're responsible. ”

"Don't bother. Garon said lightly.

With a toe pick, in the exclamation of everyone, Angel on the stretcher was instantly picked up and rolled in mid-air.

It was as if he was hovering in front of Garon.

Whirring and whirring, the human body rolled violently, driving gusts of wind.

Bang!

Garon suddenly slapped Angel on the shoulder. Instantly freeze it and hold it in mid-air.

Bang bang bang!!

Successive applause continued to spread between the two.

Garon slapped Angel in an uncomfortable place.

Each palm shook Angel's whole body, and some tiny bits and pieces fell directly from her body and flew in all directions.

This is a high-level technique in the secret martial arts, Zhen.

Used in this place, with a little ingenuity, it is just right to shake out all the hidden things.

This is a technique used to remove the hidden weapon poison needle on the body of those dead soldiers, and it is only fitting that Garon is used here.

Soon, there were fewer and fewer things that shook out, and even the clothes outside were a little loose and about to fall.

Syllable!

A small purple dot suddenly fell out of the hem of Angel's blouse.

Bang!

Garon held his palms and gently put Angel back on the stretcher, Liliang was extremely gentle. Shows an extremely high level of force control.

"That's it. ”

The child picked up the purple dot, and it was an oval-shaped plant seed, just like a soybean, but different in color.

Garon and the others looked at Angel again, and sure enough, her face was much better. Not as emaciated as before.

The child took the seed, wiped it on his clothes, and threw it directly into his mouth.

Click!

"Something strange seems to be leaking out, but it doesn't matter, it's all the same when you chew it. He chewed a few times, grunted directly, and swallowed.

A group of people, including Garon, looked at him directly and speechlessly.

"Are you alright??!" The red-haired girl stared at the child with a look of horror.

"Are you alright?" the child pulled out of his pocket and pulled out a handful of purple seeds. "I still have it, do you want it? ”

A dry person is directly dumbfounded. (To be continued......)