After the two laughed for a while, Kabu took a sip of coffee from the table.

"Speaking of which, is there any name for the identity of the Nighthawk King?"

Medis nodded.

"Ever since you mentioned this, I've been collecting information from a variety of sources. From the analysis of airport flights, using the intelligence exclusion method, we screened out all the people who could be the King of Nighthawks during that time. The information I got was a bit strange. ”

"Oh? what's so strange. ”

"Judging from the flight information, the King of the Nighthawk should have set a ticket on behalf of others, and in the incident of the Lucky Stone Bell, he did not have the appearance of the rock himself, and after comparison, we found the true identity of the King of the Nighthawk. ”

"Amazing?" Kabu looked at his old friend, who had always been calm and cunning, and was surprised that he would be suppressed by the identity of the Nighthawk King.

"I was a little surprised. Medis nodded, "Garon Thomas, now twenty years old, is a sophomore at the University of Galliwell, a mysterious and secretive person, and is the president of the martial arts club on campus. His father is a university professor, his mother is a psychologist, and his family can be described as the most standard intellectual, and he has no connection with violent groups at all. ”

"The more this happens, the more vigilant you must be!" Cappoo paused and said, "I have seen this kind of person before, the Italian mafia has a family whose patriarch is a teenager, who looks innocent and cute, but a young genius and ruthless, and anyone who dares to despise them will pay a heavy price." ”

"I understand. Medis nodded, "So what do we need to do?"

Kabu touched his chin.

"This Garon, the king of the Nighthawks. It should be the key to really controlling the Nighthawk, have you heard the rumors about the Nighthawk?"

"Well, you're saying that the Nighthawk King alone can completely control everyone in the entire Nighthawk by some means?"

Medis had apparently heard about it as well. He thought for a moment. Organize your thoughts and move on.

"The growth trend of Nighthawk is clear and visible, and it may be much more ambiguous for other forces, but for a large group of our size and the Primary Color Group, their growth trajectory cannot be concealed. It can be said that the bald head Caton should have gone to Grandot, which is where Galleon is located. It was only when he broke away from the White Phoenix and established the Nighthawk Organization, and it is very likely that he had already been taken over by Garon at that time. ”

"You say, an ordinary child. was able to control an international mercenary for so many years. The other party doesn't have any intention of rebelling yet. What do you rely on?" asked Kabu in a low voice.

"It can also make an ordinary mercenary grow into a master in the mercenary world in a short period of time, in addition. Medis continued, "The martial arts club that Garon joined also entered a blowout-like explosion of strength shortly after he joined, and all the original martial arts club cadres took Garon as a teacher and learned martial arts from him. ”

Kabu's knuckles are tapping up and down on the table.

"So it seems, in the hands of this Garon. There must be some hidden way to make people strong quickly, whether it's Nighthawk or a fighting club. Including himself. A teenager can control an international mercenary organization, and there must be an absolutely strong way of control. You say, if we can find this control method, the ruins of this method of strengthening, will we be able to quickly create a powerful team that belongs to us?"

Medis nodded solemnly.

"Quite possibly. ”

"You deal with this, Garon must have a secret! It's not ordinary, I have a feeling that maybe we can get something good from him that I can't imagine. Kabu is colored.

"I'm going to look it up. Medis also understood the importance of this, and stood up, "I'll try to contact the other party first, maybe I can get more direct information." ”

"Go ahead. ”

Wide black church

The walls were blurry all around, and only faintly visible patterns were trembling and flickering.

Garon stood in the middle of the church, flanked by huge golden statues with swords in both hands, their heads bowed, as if guarding something.

At the innermost end of the church, on the wall, there is a large green wire mesh. This wire mesh is like a vine, and it is still growing, gradually becoming more and more thick.

And in the middle of the wire mesh, there was a pitch-black human figure.

"Here it is again. Garon looked around suspiciously.

The dream seemed so real that he could barely tell if it was a dream or not. And whenever you enter this dream, even the practice of Black Sath will be isolated.

The dark figure struggled in the middle of the wire mesh, opening its mouth to let out a silent roar, but to no avail, every time he struggled, he was stuck to the wire mesh and could not move.

Garon stepped on the smooth, dark marble floor and walked towards the innermost part of the church, and soon came to the bottom of the huge silk mesh.

He looked up at the dark figure and reached out to touch the wire mesh that stuck to him, and similarly, there was a layer of clear glass between the wire mesh and his hand.

His hands do not have direct access to the wire mesh.

"This is the second time I've had the same dream. Garon frowned, and he looked around for nothing else. The glued black figure didn't seem to see him at all, still struggling in vain, not looking at him.

Garon looked back at the door of the singing chapel, where there was a huge black and tall metal door, more than ten meters high, which looked heavy and hard, with many strange patterns carved on it.

"This is the last temple. Suddenly, a deep man's voice came from behind him.

Garon turned around sharply and saw a beautiful woman in a white dress slowly walking towards him, with long hair flying and a large silver knife in her hand. The contrast between the tall long knife and her body of more than one meter made it hard to imagine that her weaker body could easily drag the more than three meters long knife to move.

"Nadia. Garon recognized the identity of the man, the nine-headed dragon king Nadia.

Speaking of which. When we first met, we didn't have such a face-to-face conversation, and you suppressed my coordinates. I had to come up with this way around the problem. "Nadia is obviously a woman's body, but she makes a man's voice, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

"What do you want to say?" Garon said lightly.

"That old guy hidden in you should be the remnant memory of a strong man in ancient times, right?" Nadia said softly, "That kind of memory is the most unbelievable, I was almost cheated by this thing in the first place." Nadia seemed bored and walked to Garon's side. Looking up at the black figure in the center of the screen.

"You see, even if you suppress the time of my coming, that day will come. Rather than waiting for death in vain. Why don't you join me instead? Give up the physical body, that thing is our bondage, and we exist in pure consciousness, much more free than you think. ”

Nadia said seductively in an ancient voice.

"We are almost immortal. The soul is not at the limit. We don't die, and the limits of the physical body are too small in comparison. No matter how good the metal is, there are times when it decays. Not to mention a skin?"

"What's the good of being you?" Garon asked rhetorically.

"There are too many benefits, there are many invisible creatures that exist forever, they have accumulated countless knowledge and experience, you can better communicate and learn from them by giving up your body, and the way of pure consciousness existence can exchange countless knowledge in an instant. I was able to travel freely through the distances of space, just like I do now. I'm pulling you in here, but we're actually infinitely far apart. Nadia replied casually. "Stronger, more perfect. Isn't that what you want?"

"I have a space-time soul, and what you say means nothing to me. What I have is time to slowly accumulate enough knowledge. Garon was unmoved.

I don't know why, the two of them don't have the slightest desire to do anything here. Just honestly and quietly talking to each other.

Nadia laughed. "Your will is pure, but it's not just what you think you can. He looked Garon up and down, and suddenly his smile deepened. "There seems to be some kind of secret, or dependence, hidden in you, which gives you the confidence to face no sense of crisis in any situation. And has extreme confidence in himself, which has reached the point of ignorance. ”

"Ignorance?" Garon raised an eyebrow.

"That's right, or rather, I don't know how thick the sky is. Nadia looked sarcastic, "I'd love to know what this secret of yours is?"

Garon's heart was calm, his greatest reliance was not on anything else, but on his terrifyingly powerful natural abilities, attributed and skillful to anything real.

Through potential points, he can continue to strengthen himself, making his attributes more and more terrifying, and skill-based can save him a lot of time for accumulation, as for the rest, they are all developed with these two as the core.

Whether it's a secret martial or a secret technique, the core of everything is actually his ability, which is the power that the ability and the body of the space-time attribute continue to gain.

Nadia's gaze scanned over him, giving him a faint sense of threat.

"Everyone has secrets, and I'm also interested in the secret that you can double your strength every time you die. ”

Garon's tone didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

"Do you know the truth?" said Nadia suddenly. "This is the Ancient Temple, the illusory area projected by the Mother River in the Dream World. ”

"So what?" said Garon, wondering what she meant by this.

"Here, the Void Creatures can not be suppressed and damaged by the strength of the Mother River, because it is only a projection, and moreover, the Void Physique can also compete with each other to hunt each other's core" She looked at Garon mysteriously, "As long as you get the core of the other party, you can get all the memories of the other party." ”

"I really want to know what makes you calm and calm all the time, and you have an unmoved face in the face of everything"

Before the words fell, suddenly, Nadia's figure turned into a white shadow and rushed towards Garon.

Her broadsword swung and swirled, emitting an extremely piercing roar, like a huge silver wheel three or four meters in diameter, slashing at Garon's neck like lightning.

"Eight directions slash!!" Nadia let out a long roar, and in an instant, eight sword lights shot out from behind her, and the silver sword light surrounded the silver wheel, forming a huge silver flower, which slammed towards Garon.

Eight huge sword rays accompanied the rotation of the silver wheel, slicing towards Garon at high speed, as if to completely cut him to pieces. (To be continued......)