Attacks that don't belong to his known category, and don't belong to his area of expertise, this is indeed a very troublesome thing for Garon.

Although he is fearless, and the killing hands of his hands can also have a certain threatening effect, but after all, it is not specifically aimed at this.

"The ability to be pulled into a dream in the blink of an eye is really troublesome. Garon sat up straight.

Nothing happened after that, and although Garon kept his vigilance, he didn't have anything unusual until he got home.

A few hours later, the bus slowly arrived in the town of Granto, surrounded by lush green forests, yellowed in some places, and now it was autumn, and the smell of fruit was faintly wafting through the air.

When he got off the train, his brother Jason was already waiting for him at the station, standing in the middle of a crowd, tall and muscular, like a group of short rugby players.

"Hey!!" he shouted as soon as he saw Garon, and waved his hand vigorously, causing everyone around him to salute him.

"Mom was waiting for us over there, in the car. Jason rushed over in a few steps and took Garon's luggage.

"You've grown so much muscle. Garon hammered his chest, and it felt much thicker.

"Twelve sets of comprehensive training every day!" Jason laughed.

The two of them walked out along the lane in and out of the station, leaning on the right, and soon made out the white sedan of the old mother Terres from several cars parked on the side of the road.

Tries, who was in the driver's seat, was waving at them in a white women's shirt.

The two got into the car. Garon sat in the front, and Jason was squeezed into the back.

"Go home!" Trise said with a smile, stepping on the gas. The car suddenly started and rushed out of the road, turning a corner and driving in the direction of home.

The town has hardly changed as it is, and most of the wooden houses have been newly painted, and they look bright white.

The car drove very slowly, and some uncles and sisters in front of the roadside house greeted Teres from time to time, and Teres responded happily.

After the accommodation complex, there are streets. There are many more jewelry shops and craft shops in the streets of the town, and there are many more people passing in and out, many of them unfamiliar faces. There are not a few people with cameras on their chests, and they are obviously tourists.

"Hey. ”

A couple of beautiful girls on bicycles who looked young and beautiful passed by Trise's car and slowed down.

One of them was Raphael.

"Coming back?" she tied up her long blonde hair and wore a white T-shirt and black trousers. There seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

"Hmm. Garon held out his hand. From the car window, the two gently slapped each other's palms.

"Auntie, let's go first. Raphael smiled at Tris.

"Have fun. Dresse was not very happy with Raphael, and the fact that the girl had given up the opportunity to go to college was undoubtedly incomprehensible to their family.

He prefers Acharo to Raphael, a well-educated girl. It is more in line with the rhythm and concept of their family.

A group of girls rode in a convoy past the slow sedan, and soon disappeared into the road ahead with a silver bell-like laugh.

Garon looked at their backs. Didn't say anything. He knew that Raphael had come to protect him, and that it was not a coincidence.

"Let's go, go straight home. Trise glanced at Garron, sped up the car, and headed in her own direction.

After going back, I got together with my family for a while, chatted about some things at school, and had a so-called big meal, although it tasted painful.

Sister Vivien always texts with her mobile phone, and her dress is no longer as innocent as she was at the beginning, and now she has a cool and hot temperament, and she is not as enthusiastic about Garon's brother as before, but with a trace of inexplicable shyness, I don't know what the reason is.

"Jieling went to the school in the north, and didn't call you when she left?"

"Nope. It's been a long time since I've been in contact with her. Garon coped with his mother's inquiry.

"I heard that she got a boyfriend, a very sturdy guy. "Jason's focus is on the other side's muscles. He never forgets to show off his strong muscles, "though not as thick as mine." He puffed out his arms.

"You're tired on the road, wash up for a while and rest early. Tris saw Garon's absent-mindedness.

"It's good. Garon nodded.

After a casual chat with his father Emma, he put down the dishes and went straight to his bedroom, which was still the same, and the furnishings in the bedroom were exactly the same as when he left.

The quilt has been replaced with a new one, a pure white silk quilt.

Garon collapsed on the bed.

I don't know what's going on, he feels very sleepy and tired. This is not normal.

With his physique and energy, not to mention sitting in the car for a few hours, even sitting for a few days and nights will not necessarily be sleepy.

But at this time, he did feel very tired, and his eyelids couldn't be opened, as if he had fallen into bed and slept hard.

I checked my physical condition and there was nothing abnormal.

He lay on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, and for a moment his breathing slowly became even.

The bedroom door was suddenly opened. Someone walked in.

"What's the matter? So tired? Brother, you look very bad. ”

It's Vivien, the little guy with blond shawl hair and hot white pants in a hot black T-shirt, revealing a pair of long white and round legs. Sixteen years old is the most pure and beautiful time.

She threw herself to the left of where Garon was lying, and lay on the bed.

"Dude, is there something wrong between you and Raphael?"

"Don't worry about it, kids. Garon didn't bother to keep his eyes open, and he turned his back to reply. "You have a boyfriend?"

"No! It's boring, it doesn't matter what. Vivien curled her hair with her fingers and said, "It's the eldest brother who found one, it's from another town." ”

"Out of town?"

"yes. A woman who looks honest. Vivien described it very politely.

"Be polite. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Forget it, you go to sleep. I went back to my room. Vivien got up, then the door to the room closed, and the footsteps faded away.

Garon lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

"That's right, brother!" suddenly Vivien's voice sounded again. The door opened and then closed, and footsteps quickly approached.

"What's wrong?" Garon felt a little headache, he just wanted a moment to think about his state now.

"Do you think I look good today?"

"Good-looking," Garon said casually, "Little Vivien will always be the most beautiful and cute." ”

"You don't even open your eyes and say it's good-looking. ”

Garon was helpless, and was about to open his eyes, when suddenly he felt that something was wrong, he couldn't open his eyes at all. The eyelids seemed to be unable to exert force, and the body was stiff and unable to move, so he could only lie on the bed so stiffly.

All of a sudden, the mind seemed to become sluggish. It's as if he knows how to get rid of this state, but he just can't remember how to do it.

"Here we go again"

His heart shook.

This kind of attack on consciousness is unguardable, there is no pattern to follow at all, but in an instant he is hit.

"Dude. You look bad. Vivien's voice came. "Are you sick?"

"Probably, I don't know what to say. Garon replied.

"Forget it, I'm going to take a shower. Vivien seemed angry, and then the sound of footsteps leaving the distance.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Garon was lying alone on the bed, like cramps, unable to move or open his eyes.

In the silence, he suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps. Approaching his bedside gently.

The man seemed to be walking towards him, approaching. Getting closer, getting closer.

The footsteps stopped when they reached his bedside, and the other seemed to be staring at him.

call

A faint exhalation sounded.

Garon felt as if the man had reached out his hands and was grabbing them gently at his face.

Rumble!!!

Suddenly, a flame-like force burst out in Garon's arms, and this force was like an invisible fire burning, instantly spreading and erupting all over Garon's body.

For a moment, Garon felt that hot flames erupted from the surface of his body, and the flames burned directly into the man's hands.

Ji!!

He seemed to hear a high-pitched scream, like the sound of a mouse. Then he opened his eyes.

With a breath, everything before disappeared in an instant, as if it were just an illusion.

Garon felt like he was sweating profusely. He sniffled, faintly smelling a faint fragrance wafting from his left. Turning her head sideways, little Vivien was lying on the bed on the left, she fell asleep on her stomach, and she didn't know that the Dao came in when the gods and demons came in.

Gently leaning up his upper body, Garon felt the sweat in his hair and forehead running down his temples and the bridge of his nose, tickling.

He didn't like this feeling, compared to the face-to-face fight, this feeling of being attacked everywhere was really terrible.

He felt the life stored in his arms, which had consumed a third of it.

It was the outbreak just now that may have hit the other party hard.

But Garon doesn't feel like it's going to be that simple.

Leaving the bedroom, the lights in the study were still on, and I didn't know who was still there.

He walked to the bathroom and quickly removed the towel to wipe the sweat from his body.

Suddenly, he saw a thin line of black text in the depression of his right shoulder clavicle.

Suddenly he froze as he wiped himself, and he recognized the line.

"Ancient multi-text?" Garon stroked a line of letters on his right shoulder.

It was as if someone had tattooed it with something, and it couldn't be wiped off.

"It is the unknown void that defeats us," he whispered, translating the meaning of the text. "What does that mean?"

The ancient Yinduo civilization is closely related to the inheritance of warlocks, they are powerful and mysterious, pursuing the path of death in the underworld, and for a time their strength is extremely powerful, but it seems that overnight, they completely disappeared without a trace.

If he's not mistaken, he didn't have this line on him when he took a shower last night, which means that it only appeared today.

Garon looked in the mirror to carefully observe the handwriting and raw materials of this line of writing, and the black handwriting on the top was faintly black and red, as if dried and coagulated black blood. (To be continued......)