320 Cruelty 2

The streets were densely packed with people, most of whom looked up at the sky. No one made a sound.

Garon looked up.

I saw that in the sky above the inner city, a large area of white dragon eagles and giant eagles was densely packed, almost a thousand heads, forming a circle and constantly circling and flying, ready to deal with the countless monster armies on the periphery at any time.

"By the way, Goth, what about them?" Garon quickly made his way through the crowd and ran towards Goth's quarters.

Along the way, there was a high level of security, and guards and totem divisions could be seen running and deploying at any time.

Garon had already remembered that this crucial battle seemed to be the most significant reversal of change in the history of Tietan. But he didn't expect that accidentally, he forgot the critical time to break because of Lei Lan's appearance.

Goethe looked at the scene in silence.

The black and white picture frame at home was placed on the tabletop, and the glass surface on the top had subtle cracks.

He gently picked it up and carefully wiped the dust off the surface.

There was chaos everywhere on the ground.

"Goth!!" suddenly a familiar voice came from outside.

Gothe was stunned, adjusted his facial expression, stood up, and turned to open the door. I saw Garon with a gloomy face standing outside his door, dressed in a gray robe, looking dusty.

"Are you alright!?" Garon looked at him quizzically.

"How can something happen? How can something happen to a great man like me who can abuse you two?" Gothe puffed out the biceps of his right arm and laughed.

"Jessica?" Garon lowered his voice.

Boom!

A large hand pressed hard against the doorframe on the side of his face.

"Don't mention Jessica to me!!" Goethe looked down. The voice suddenly became low.

"What?" Garon was slightly stunned, he simply squeezed in the door and closed the door with his backhand.

Garon entered the door. I saw that the walls of the house were full of all kinds of ugly swear words.

'Goth, you're a shameless slut!'

'Curse you!' Curse your body will be gnawed off by wild dogs when you die!'' 'I hope you will be cut off from children and grandchildren for the rest of your life, even if you give birth to a son, it will not end well!'

Vicious words are written on the walls, many of which are clearly written by people who don't curse often. It looks a little jerky.

Red handwriting filled all the walls of the house.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Garon as he sat down.

Goethe sat down with him. He didn't answer right away. Just silence.

The two were silent together, and they didn't say anything for a long time.

"Andy is dead," Goethe said suddenly.

Garon's eyes widened suddenly.

Goethe glanced at him, his face unexpectedly calm.

"It's because of me that I died. ”

Garon didn't know what to say. He didn't know what had happened during that time. But Andy actually died!??

Goethe smiled. "The other day, there was another close-quarters fight between our monsters, and Andy rushed out of the monster pack alone. And then he didn't come back. ”

"Weishenme?" Garon asked in a low voice. He couldn't understand what was really going on. "Is it because of Elilan!?"

"Elilan, he's dead, too. Goethe said lightly, as if he were telling the story of an unrelated person. "I thought he was going to be my friend. ”

"Actually, I don't know what's going on. It just feels like everything has changed when I wake up. Goethe's face was very white and pale, "I was stupid when I was a child. Strong physique, but always loses in fights. He is often beaten to the point that his nose is blue and his face is swollen, and his reaction is slow, and his thinking is simple. ”

"A lot of times, my dreams are actually simple. I just want my mom to be recognized by the family and my father. ”

Garon looked at him and didn't speak. He suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Goethe smiled. "I'm old-fashioned, I don't know how to dress up, I have a tendon personality, and I always like to giggle and daydream. I never thought that there would be girls who would like me in the future. Even I look down on myself. Unexpectedly. There are still girls who will like me. ”

He smiled coldly, as if there was a faint sadness in it.

"I was really naΓ―ve. I thought there was a girl who really liked me, I was so dirty. It's not handsome, and you have no money and no power."

He stood up and looked out the window.

"Do you see the crowd outside? I'm afraid they don't know it, my father, the Grand Duke of the White Dragon Eagle, is now out of the Heart of the Dragon Shadow. The strongest magic treasure is gone. ”

"How do you know?" Garon's heart sank.

"Because I took it. Goethe replied lightly. "Garon, I'm got nothing, really, nothing"

"You still have my friend!" Garon replied in a low voice, standing up.

"Friend?" Goethe turned and laughed.

Suddenly, he turned to stare at Garon.

"Then can you tell me where the silver totem light on your body came from?

Garon's eyes widened, and for a moment he didn't expect Goethe's sudden words.

He froze in place, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"I've had nothing for a long time," Goethe laughed miserably, took a few steps back, and accidentally bumped into the picture frame on the table.

The black shadow flashed, and he disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared.

Garon stood in place, a complicated look on his face.

He quietly turned around and walked out of the house, only to see a black carriage parked in front of the house at the door, and a man in black was guarding the gate with several totem masters.

"Can I delay you for a few minutes?" the man stepped forward.

Garon looked at him and took a deep breath.

"Well, I also want to know what happened to the fall?"

"You're Jessica and Gold's friend, Mr. Garon, aren't you?" the man affirmed unexpectedly. "Do you have any clues about this case?"

"Case?clues?" Garon was stunned, "What case?"

"You don't know?" the man looked surprised.

Ten minutes later. Garon put on his hood and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Looking at the carriage that was gradually moving away, he suddenly understood. How did Goethe's later ruthlessness come about?

The specific situation, the man is not very clear, but he knows that the above requires surveillance here, as long as someone contacts Goth, he must come forward to inquire about the situation.

Garon has mixed feelings, Andy is actually dead, and Jessica doesn't know where to go. Gothic seemed to be badly injured and had a sense of despair.

What happened in between, perhaps only they knew. But now Goethe is also gone. He couldn't find anyone to inquire about the situation. Still confused.

"Judging from Goth's reaction just now, he can clearly see the light of my silver totem. Since he could recognize it, there must be others who could. Garon thought about it and directly put away the black totem light on his body. Only the totemic light of the original totem remains.

Walk slowly down the street. Garon kept analyzing Goth's whereabouts in his heart, and he couldn't understand the meaning of Goth's words.

There's obviously too much to put into it.

Before he knew it, Garon was at the War Guild headquarters.

In the crowd at the entrance of the headquarters, a familiar figure was sitting on the steps. It's Angel, Triss Angel.

She saw Garon approaching and stood up.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Yes, there is an additional effect on the shackles. ”

"Let's go inside. "Garon was in a bad mood.

The two squeezed through the crowd into the guild and sat down in a secluded corner.

"What are your specific plans?" asked Angel in a low voice as soon as she sat down. At a volume that only Galleon could hear. "It's clear that the situation is not good right now, and I've arranged an underpass. Leave through a secret passage in the guild and it will soon become a paradise for monsters. ”

"Plans?" Garon thought for a moment, "I've been out of town lately, has something big going on in the inner city?" he asked in a low voice.

Angel's attitude towards Garon has obviously changed a lot now, because of the extra special effect on the shackles of war, which has given her a good advantage in a few battles, and now she has a greater sense of belonging to herself and Garon's shackles.

"Important, you mean the Commander of the Duke's Palace?" Angel wondered.

"Tell me about it. Garon whispered.

"One of the chiefs of the Duke's Palace, a fellow named Goth, whose wife killed his mother, and is said to have taken something important from the Duke's Palace. Now wanted all over the city. It is said that the situation inside is complicated. I only heard from a few acquaintances who were hired. Angel thought for a moment and whispered.

Garon had some bad feelings in his heart, history finally returned to the original right path, and Goth Zuihou was still forced to take this road. Andy, who was not going to die, died, and Jessica actually disappeared and killed Goth's mother?

It was hard for Garon to imagine under what circumstances Jessica would kill Goth's mother. Is it silverized control?

Garon didn't know if Goth was sure if Jessica was silverized, but he knew that Goth would have to go down that path whether he wanted it or not.

Otherwise, there will be no way out of the entire city of Tietan.

He wanted to stop it, but the result of doing so was likely to be the destruction of Titan. This ambivalent mood constantly haunts Garon's mind.

"If that's the path the strongest must take," Garon sighed as he lowered his head. has been ignoring and ignoring, but he has already made a choice subconsciously.

Did you really lose track of time this time? Garon asked himself.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Angel, confused. "Do you know that goth?"

"It's my friend. Garon nodded, "Okay, what about your team, how is it going?"

"Okay, I'm defending a section of the line to the south right now. Angel replied, "How's that?"

"Forget it, I have something else to do. Garon shook his head, and he took out a note that he had prepared in advance and handed it to Angel. "If you're in trouble, you can run away from here. Maybe there will be a turnaround. Remember, not too many people, no more than five. ”

Angel took it suspiciously, and looked at it, it was actually the address of the outer city. "What are you doing mysteriously?"

"Leave it alone. Well, so be it. Garon stood up, and he could already hear the roar of the tide outside.

The sky also erupted in the roars and roars of countless monsters.

The war of the total decisive battle began. (To be continued......)