Garon sat cross-legged on the grass, unconsciously emitting a subtle black gas around his body, like a mist that continued to permeate the depths of the surroundings.

He silently sensed the ninth head of the eight dragons, and the hematoma grew bigger and redder, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

Unconsciously, the wind chime also noticed his abnormality, and quickly avoided it without saying a word.

Along the way, every time Garon had such a situation, he had become accustomed to it, not once or twice, but many times. It seems to be examining his own physical state, which is similar to those grandmasters among mortals.

This time it seems to be a little different, though.

The wind chimes looked carefully at the black smoke around Garon's body, it smelled very good, very rich, like the aroma of many spices burned together, it couldn't say what it was, but it didn't feel pungent, a bit like sandalwood.

Suddenly, he was slightly stunned, as if he felt that the skin on the surface of his body was a little wooden. He reached out and pinched the skin on the back of his hand, but he was unconscious.

The wind chimes were suddenly startled, and quickly retreated back more than ten meters, and the numbness on his body only then recovered.

"What kind of smell is this, it will paralyze the sensory nerves unconsciously!" Wind Chime stared at Garon not far away.

At this time, Garon was covered in a large pale black mist, and even his face was vaguely blurred.

"It's going to be like this dangerous action every time you say it, do you know that this will kill you!" "My dear Vervier, when will Daddy see you again and my lovely little Bartos. ”

He was depressed. With a long sigh, he walked to a bluestone in the distance and sat down, not too dirty.

Minutes and seconds passed. Soon the midday light began to tilt. The sun is a little red.

The wind blowing through the forest also brought a hint of soft warmth.

Wind Chimes sat on the bluestone and dozed off, the biggest advantage of acting with Garon is that there is not a single dangerous creature in a radius of one or two kilometers around Garon. Whether it's a mutated creature or an experimental monster. There was no trace of them.

The monsters seemed to sense the danger on Garon's body, and they all retreated. So every time he was able to relax and rest with peace of mind.

When the wind chimes were in a daze, they vaguely seemed to hear some faint cry for help.

"Help, help, help" was mixed with violent running and wheezing, and a faint sound of a young child could be heard in the distance.

This is a wilderness forest not far from the human settlement. I guess what kind of children who can't survive come out to find a livelihood and encounter danger.

Wind Chime thought so, he was different from Garon, and he was very considerate of the life of ordinary people in troubled times.

Because his two children are just ordinary people. Without the qualifications of the silver lantern master, if it weren't for him, it is estimated that the two children would have starved to death.

"Whatever. "Wind Chimes don't want to bother with it, and there are a lot of situations along the way. There are adults. There are old people, there are men in the prime of life, and there are beautiful girls. But neither he nor Garon bothered to care.

In such troubled times, ordinary people have no fields to cultivate and no talents, so they can only take the risk of going out to collect all kinds of rare herbs and provide raw materials for various medicines.

In many of the wilderness areas that have been initially cleared, the danger is still relatively low. A lot of ordinary people are rich. Hire one or two totem masters to go out to gather, and they are unlikely to encounter danger.

There is only a line of defense against the first line. There will be a fierce life-and-death confrontation every day.

In such times, life is extremely difficult for ordinary people.

The sound is getting closer and closer, and the more I listen to it, the more it looks like my own child's timbre. Wind Chimes became more and more irritable. For a while, I thought of my own children, if they also encountered such a situation

He finally stood up and walked in the direction of the sound.

Anyway, it usually takes a while for Garon's side to finish.

Garon slowly opened his eyes, and the red light in his eyes flickered. Still failed.

The ninth head failed to hatch after all, and the agility had reached the extreme, and there was still an intelligence factor left.

"Do you still need to completely fill up the zuihou to the limit of your body?" the thought flashed through Garon's mind.

Come back to your senses.

"Wind chimes?" he surprised not to see the wind chimes.

The surrounding woods were blown by the wind, and the sound of leaves was heard.

Other than that, there was no other sound.

A small scorpion with no mutation slowly crawled past its feet, and then scurried into a small hole in the ground.

In the distance, on a tree branch, the three-tailed squirrel was holding a ball of jam stained with broken leaves, pouting and trying to stuff the jam into a nut shell.

Garon withdrew his gaze and glanced around.

"Boss, there may be some discoveries here. The shout of wind chimes could be heard in the distance.

Garon got up and walked straight over, through a small forest. Seeing that the wind chimes were squatting in front of a deep pit to check something, his face was a little solemn.

"What's going on?"

Garon frowned and walked over.

"There's something weird about this hole. Wind Chime whispered. Although he is not as good as Garon, he is also the elemental general of the Black Sky Society, and his strength is not bad, even if he has no secret treasure, he is not his opponent in general. But now with a tricky expression, it's clear that the situation is likely to be in trouble.

"What's going on?" Garon leaned over and looked into the cave. Suddenly, a foul smell rushed from inside the cave, and he held his breath for a moment, frowning slightly.

Suddenly, he felt a faint sense of weakness gushing out of the Eight Dragon Totems, which seemed to be brought about by the stench just now.

"What is this?!" Garon was about to take a step back. Suddenly, there was a strong push behind him.

There is no malice in this liliang, it is just a simple push.

"You!!" Garon turned his head to see a mysterious smile on Wind Chime's face.

Strangely, Garon's body was pushed forward hard. But he just tilted his upper body a little, and his steps didn't move at all.

Both of them were stunned for a while.

Garon was stunned by the strange change in the wind chimes.

And the other party couldn't understand that his full push actually only made Garon tilt slightly.

"What's going on!?The poisonous gas of the swamp night lizard actually doesn't work for you?!" Wind Chime's face was slightly stunned, as if he couldn't believe it. "This is a poisonous gas that can instantly weaken the five-headed spiritual light totem!"

"Poison gas?" Garon grimaced with a grimace on his face.

An invisible whirlpool suddenly appeared behind the wind chimes.

Click!!

The huge dragon's jaw snapped into the air.

The figure of the wind chime is like an illusion. began to slowly dissolve into nothingness, more and more faint, more and more illusory.

"Fool, do you think I'm going to stay where I am and wait for you to attack? I don't know how your IQ grows, is it all muscles in your brain?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Wind Chime's face again.

"You're not a wind chime, who are you?" Garon looked at the rapidly illusory other party, and his five senses quickly and carefully discerned all the movements around him, trying to find out the location of the other party.

"The second elemental general of the Black Sky Society. You can call me an illusionist. The figure finally disappeared completely, leaving only a faint wisp of voice.

"Illusionist?" Garon snorted, a fierce glint in his eyes. Looked at the black hole on the ground. The stench inside quickly dissipated as if it had never been there.

His brow lit up.

Eight dragons and eight heads slowly appeared behind him.

Roar!!!

The furious roar turned into a circle of pale white sound waves, spreading wildly in all directions.

Large swaths of foliage maple forests were shaken and turned radioactively.

There was no movement around.

The black light array under Garon's feet suddenly lit up, and the whole person jumped straight up. A black mist emanated from mid-air. Suspend the package.

Rattle!!!

Countless black mist poured out, turning into tens of thousands of fog crows, scattering in all directions like ink spots.

Garon had a gloomy face and searched the entire radius of more than ten kilometers over and over again. I didn't notice anything, and then my face fell coldly.

At this time, the surrounding environment suddenly distorted slightly. The surrounding environment seems to have changed all at once.

A dull crash came abruptly from not far away.

Only then did Garon realize that he had been in the hallucination of that illusionist, and he had not even had the slightest sense of it!

The other party's illusion has reached an extremely terrifying point. The simulated environment is exactly the same as the real forest environment!

The shock in my heart quickly suppressed.

Garon heard the faint cursing of wind chimes from the impact in the distance.

He walked over and walked through small patches of trees. I saw that the wind chimes were trapped in a triangular semi-permeable membrane array, the whole body of the magic array was slightly yellowed, and it was established by the three white stones below as the base point.

The three stones had cracked slightly.

Crash!!

The triangular array finally shattered.

The wind chimes came out of it with a flaming face.

"It's the illusionist's slut!!" he wasn't your average fireman, "you dare to play with my feelings!"

He suddenly saw Garon with an unhappy face, and quickly shuddered and stopped talking.

"This illusionist is a nuisance. Garon felt the stubborn poisonous gas lingering in his body, and he was very unhappy.

Even the eight dragons can't completely resist this poisonous gas, you must know that the eight dragons are also the top creatures with high poison, and they are still not immune to this toxin. It is conceivable that this time the Black Sky Society is really using the most precious good things.

The purpose of the illusionist coming over this time is probably to poison himself in advance to weaken his own strength.

The next thing is probably a stormy chase and blow.

I carefully felt the state of my body.

Garon felt a little relieved.

Although the Eight Dragons are not immune to this toxin, they can greatly weaken the effect of the toxin.

Two of the eight heads of the eight dragons fell into a state of drowsiness and weakness, and could not be used. The skin is slightly corroded, and the dragonskin's defenses are somewhat weakened. In this way, the liliang of the dragon roar was also weakened to three-quarters of the original. It's just three times the size of the two-headed lizarddragon. That is, only six heads can work.

"Boss, could it be that you've been tricked?" Wind Chime looked at Garon's expression cautiously.

"It's a bit of a hassle. Garon said lightly. "The illusionist said it was a poisonous gas called the swamp night lizard. ”

"Swamp night lizard!?? oh my!" Wind Chime's eyes widened as he put his hands in his hair and grabbed them.

"It's over, this thing is said to last for a long time!If you don't release the potion, you can't get rid of it for the rest of your life!!It will permanently weaken half of the state of the core totem!!" (To be continued......)