Garen's hood wasn't even blown open by the shock, he was just knocked around and was not injured.
After some entanglement, both sides seemed to be aware of the other's difficulty, and the situation became a stalemate.
Time passes minute by minute.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sunshine gradually dimmed and the sky gradually became darker.
The underworld carriage finally hissed, slowly backed up, and disappeared directly into a small patch of shadow behind it.
Mars!
Its blood-red eyes stared intently at Garen, as if it had remembered the guy who had rendered it powerless the first time.
Soon, its body, together with the carriage, entered the shadow. Suddenly, it turned around, accelerated and ran, and jumped up in the shadow.
Without any sound, the underworld carriage sank directly into the wall and disappeared completely.
Masmus's cry came faintly from a distance, still echoing in the library. But it quickly faded away, getting smaller and smaller, until it completely disappeared.
Garen stood there quietly, feeling a little helpless.
He even tried to press the secret weapon at the bottom of the box. Unfortunately, the speed at which he was drawn was too high, almost reaching 80. This also caused his reaction to keep up, but his movements and body could not keep up at all. This is actually not the case.
No matter what, as long as the ability to predict is still there, there will be no problem.
The most important thing is that the carriage in the underworld moved so fast, it was almost like yellow lightning. Before I even blinked, it had already hit me.
Moreover, the underworld carriage is completely immune to totem attacks, and its own body attacks cannot keep up. It is completely immune to totem attacks, making it impossible to fight!
Garen was also very angry.
Looking at the empty library hall, Garen calmed down and turned around to go out to see if the silver-faced man was still there.
Suddenly, his steps stopped and he froze in place.
The entire hall suddenly experienced strange changes.
The gravel on the ground floated up piece by piece, flew toward the ceiling, and embedded itself back into the original cracks and grooves.
The big silver ball that rolled down automatically moved and flew back to its original place lightly, as if a video recorder was rewinding. Even the trajectory it rolled back was exactly the same.
A large amount of dust and gravel flew up, flew back to the statue on the wall, and joined back.
Countless amounts of dust floated up, rising silently. It was as if the world was turned upside down, and a heavy rain of dust and gravel began to fall from the ground.
The tables and chairs, whose wood was smashed and shattered, automatically flipped up and rolled back to their original positions. A large number of sawdust flew back from the surface, and the fit was complete. Then countless dust covered it back, getting thicker and thicker.
The large pits on the ground were quickly refilled, and then the cracks disappeared and were covered with the original black marble, with a thick layer of dust on the outside.
The entire library seemed to be going back in time silently, and all the damaged areas were quickly restored to their original state.
Finally, everything returned to calm.
The library has been completely restored to the moment Garen came in and saw it. There are no traces of the movement of the underworld carriage.
He looked at the entire library hall with a strange expression, and his mind was confused for a moment.
"What's going on?"
Garen walked to the bottom of a large crater in the wall where he had been hit before, and looked up at the place where the crater originally was.
It is intact, and you can even see a small spider web in the corner of the wall, with the spider's translucent shell on it.
The position was not high, so Garen stretched out his fingers and pressed the wall.
It is flat and smooth, and the surface is still covered with a layer of white ash, but the previous black ash is gone.
He pressed hard without believing it.
Click!
A dent suddenly appeared on the wall. Then it quickly became flat again. Garen retracted his finger and looked at the surrounding scene with a thoughtful expression on his face.
He turned around and walked towards the door. After exiting the door, he saw the silver-faced man sitting on the steps at the door. This guy actually fell asleep. He probably relaxed all of a sudden and simply broke the jar. He did whatever he wanted.
Start snoring.
This guy's black clothes became dirty, dusty, and somewhat tattered.
On the ground next to it, there is a black badge scattered. The carving on it is a bit strange. It is a silver sun emitting infinite light. Inside the sun, there is an eye with a black vertical pupil.
Garen put the badge away.
He walked over and kicked the silver-faced man.
"Wake up. Hello!"
The silver-faced man stumbled and suddenly woke up. He stood up suddenly.
"Is it over?!" He quickly turned back to look at Garen.
"What do you mean it's over?" Garen was speechless. "Next, I need your help. Take me to the Black Sky Society's strongholds, all the strongholds you know."
He is about to start gaining points for his actions, his agility is still a little short of perfect, and his secret weapons also need points to be increased.
"Stronghold, I know where the other two runaway guys should be!" The silver-faced man replied immediately, his response was decisive and without hesitation.
Garen couldn't help but take another look at him.
"Take off your mask."
The silver-faced man smiled bitterly and took off the mask on his face.
He revealed a weathered face of a middle-aged uncle, a very ordinary face, with a black beard mixed with a few white beards. His eye sockets were sunken, and he looked like he was seriously sleep deprived.
"What's your name?" Garen asked casually.
"Feng Chi, my name is Feng Chi." The uncle answered honestly.
"Wind chimes?!" Garen almost vomited. Looking at that very weathered face, he didn't know where to complain. This name didn't match this face at all.
"Okay, wind chimes." He reluctantly got used to the contrast. "Bring out all the secret treasures you used to siege me yesterday."
Feng Chime honestly took out something, a black exquisite pocket watch, and handed it to Garen.
Garen took it and started playing with it.
The pocket watch is very small, only half the size of a normal pocket watch. There are no numbers, no words, no scales on it, only a pointer that is constantly rotating.
"What's this?"
"Atomized Black Crow Array." Feng Chime explained, "We call it the Mist Crow Array. It can catalyze tens of thousands of aura-shaped black crow totems, and form a cylindrical magic array to isolate and imprison the enemy. Imprisonment ability
It consumes a lot of money. You smashed it yesterday, and the structure of this part of the secret treasure is also broken. Now it only has the function of catalyzing the black crow."
"What level of secret treasure is this?"
"The imitation of the second-level secret treasure." Feng Chime explained, "It is the imitation of the ultimate secret treasure you call it. We in Mahakala have divided the secret treasure into one to three poles according to the general, ultimate, and initial. It is convenient to divide the power.
It was originally the Three Extremes Secret Treasure. The Fog Crow Formation is a replica of the Mahakala Defense Formation and is a second-level secret treasure. There are many second-level secret treasures, and almost all leaders of major forces have them. This is also what I made after my contribution to Mahakala.
The reward you got.”
Garen's eyes flashed.
"So, the Mahakala Society also has the first secret treasure of the three poles?"
"Yes, this is a secret treasure that can be used repeatedly. Its greatest power is the fourth type of totem level." Feng Chime stared at the pocket watch with some pain. "Now, he is yours."
Garen smiled, turned over the pocket watch, and saw a line of small silver characters engraved on the dark back.
‘If giving up is a kind of sobriety, then I still choose to persevere.’ It uses Ennit’s words.
"That line of writing was carved by the maker. He was my best friend and the top workshop master and scholar of Mahakala. He has been dead for many years." The wind chime became a little low.
"How do you use this?" Garen threw away his pocket watch.
"Imagine the power of your own totem pouring into it. Every time you use it, you will consume a piece of amethyst. As a reminder, the power of the totem required is very large. Of course, you can also use the light of the totem to make up for it. The two are actually similar in nature."
The wind chime reminds you quickly.
"oh?"
Garen held the pocket watch in his hand and tried to input his totem power and totem light into it.
"The power of this secret treasure is determined by the amount of totem power or totem light you input. The upper limit is four types. The range can be very wide." Feng Chime explained while stepping back further to allow Garen to experiment with the secret treasure.
"The created fog crow only has the consciousness of attacking, and cannot do anything else. It needs to be used with caution."
The words were not spoken yet.
Black mist quickly filled the area around Galleon.
Large waves of black mist spread from around him, and the source of the mist was clearly the pocket watch in his hand.
The mist swirled and condensed above Gallon's head, and soon formed small black crows. Some landed on Gallon's shoulders, some circled and flew above the head, and some looked around for targets to attack with their small eyes.
A large amount of black fog condensed into more and more fog crows. Gradually, the entire entrance of the library was shrouded in a large black fog.
Feng Chime opened her mouth wide and was speechless for a moment.
This kind of momentum was surprisingly similar to the momentum they created last night. Large black fog crows began to circle in the sky around the library, like black rivers, converging and then dispersing.
The sky was full of strange quacks and screams. It was as if the dead city suddenly became lively.
"How much totem light does he have?" Feng Chime murmured, not knowing what expression to use at this time.
Soon, the scene lasted for more than half a minute, and a large number of fog crows turned into black mist again and swarmed back into the pocket watch in Garen's hand.
The black mist dissipated, revealing Garen's calm and composed face.
"This thing is good, the power is indeed very good, and the consumption is not very high." Garen was very satisfied with this secret treasure.
The eight-headed dragon is his strongest totem, but the other totems are completely incomparable and too weak. He plans to remove the control over time and exchange them for other resources to avoid wasting them.
The Eight-Headed Dragon is too powerful, and if he takes it out at any time, it will be easy for others to discover the difference in his totem. The acquisition of the Mist Crow Formation just makes up for the shortcomings in daily use.
The power of the aura transformed into the strongest four forms fully meets the needs of normal use, and the stronger eight-headed dragon does not always have to show up. Now the eight-headed dragon is completely illusory when released, as if even the body has become elemental. Time
In the short term, you can even pretend to be possessed by a spiritual light. After a long time, even a totem master will know that something is wrong. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)