"Isn't that someone from a secret agency? Why don't you go see them?" Feng Ling looked at Garen beside him and asked in a low voice. This guy seemed to be in a good mood, so he probably wouldn't be angry with him.
"I don't want to meet my colleagues so early yet. The three major agencies must have noticed something strange here when I took action. In other words, they already knew that the stronghold here was the Black Sky Society branch. They just didn't want to take action.
"Garen explained with a smile.
"You know very well." Feng Ling smiled bitterly. "The three major institutions are indeed very powerful, but there are only so many people on the surface. The number of people with the strongest power can be counted on one hand. And some of them are early
I just joined our Black Sky Club. No, we can no longer say that we are Black Sky Club. Now that I have done so much, I am no longer considered a member of the Black Sky Club. It is estimated that my bounty in the club will exceed tens of millions.
Already."
"Do you know the origin of this generation of presidents of the Black Sky Society?" Garen suddenly asked.
"You've discovered it too." Feng Ling was not surprised. He sat down on the black mist behind him, which was like a soft sofa. He crossed his legs and was moved forward quickly by the black mist.
"The president, Onimon, was once one of the great nobles of Sannia. Rather than saying that the Black Sky Society is an independent organization, it is better to say that it is simply a part that broke away from the large aristocratic group. The elite members who make up the Black Sky Society,
They are all outstanding elites among the aristocracy.
Scholars. Because they were dissatisfied with the almost constant hegemony of the Royal Alliance, some of the noble geniuses ran away and formed the Black Sky Society. The other group, because of different ideas, established three major institutions with the support of the Council of Elders. Therefore, it is said that the nobles were
It’s the root of everything.”
"Only nobles have such a strong accumulation of knowledge." Garen nodded in agreement, "Ordinary people have no way and are not qualified to have access to such top-notch technical knowledge."
"What are we going to do next?" Feng Chime looked at Garen on the left.
"How many strongholds have we eliminated?"
"Including this, there are already nine. It is estimated that no matter whether it is the royal family, the Black Sky Society, or any other force, all your information must have been placed on the table of their intelligence department. Is this the fastest way to become famous?
"Feng Chime can't understand Jia Lung more and more.
"It's a pity that giant stone statue. It would be great if it could be taken away." Garen suddenly touched his chin and changed the subject.
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In the next four days, Garen and Fengzhong continued to attack the Black Sky Society's strongholds in Ennit Kingdom, but many of the strongholds were already empty. It was obvious that the Black Sky Society had urgently gathered its manpower.
Except for the largest strongholds in Ennit, there are no people in the other branches.
The nickname "Eight-Headed Mist Crow" replaced Garen's previous nickname of "Mist Crow" and was widely spread by some good people and those who watched the battle.
The eight poems represent the eight-headed lizard dragon, and the fog crows represent the black clouds and fog crows that fill the sky. These are the two most powerful features of Gallon.
His achievements were also unearthed one by one and sent to the heads of the intelligence departments of the major forces.
Because of its powerful speed, it fought in two countries in just a few days. It destroyed a Black Sky Society branch in Enite Mirror in just over ten minutes, and even the headquarters did not have time to support it.
His strong strength and record made Garen famous overnight.
At this time, Garen also received a contact request from a nearby secret agency.
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Garen and Feng Ling were sitting in the dense maple leaf forest, just sitting on the thick fallen leaves. There was a white cloth between the two of them, with some food and drink placed on it.
Jam bread, air-dried lamb, and two bottles of black apple juice, this was their lunch today.
The faint golden sunlight projected through the leaves above and fell on the two of them, appearing mottled and fragmented.
A big squirrel with three big tails was lying on the edge of the white tablecloth. It was all yellow-brown and furry. The three big tails were swinging like wheels as hard as they could, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground everywhere.
The big squirrel was licking a small ball of red jam that Garen threw over. It looked like it was enjoying itself. It stuck out its buttocks and swung its tail even more roundly.
"It's so leisurely..." Feng Ling put one hand on the ground, rubbed his belly vigorously, and swallowed the last bite of bread in his mouth. "No... It seems that I have eaten to my limit..."
He secretly glanced at Garen opposite.
This handsome young man was eating the dried meat in small bites. His speed had not changed since the beginning. His face was calm and his movements were graceful. He tore off a piece and put it directly into his mouth without spilling any minced meat. There was a tablecloth in front of him.
It was clean, as if it had been cleaned thoroughly with a rag, and not a single bit of edible food was left.
Of the two halves of food they divided, he still had most of it left, while Garen had only the last morsel left...
"Your appetite... is really spectacular..." Feng Chime thought for a moment and changed to a more elegant and euphemistic word.
"It's because you eat too little." Garen replied calmly.
The wind chimes are speechless.
Puff... Puff...
Suddenly, there was a subtle flapping sound from the small black box on Gallon's collar.
Garen slowed down his movements, put down the food in his hands, and wiped his hands with the paper towel on the side.
A sound soon came from the black box.
"Mist Crow? Are you the Eight-headed Mist Crow Gallon?" It was a man's voice, very clear, with a hint of neutrality. "This is the headquarters of the secret agency Kuwaitan. My name is Mike, and I am the current director of the general bureau.
He is also the leader of the strongest silver team. I am now contacting you through long-distance signal transmission. We have a three-minute safety time to ensure that it will not be eavesdropped or decompiled by other forces."
"It turns out to be the Director-General." A smile appeared on Garen's lips. "Is there anything you can do to contact me?"
"Are you inside Ennit right now? I have a task here. I wonder if you are willing to take it?" Director General McKeon said in a very polite tone.
"Just say it."
"Well, in the territory of Ennit, Ye Ling, a master of the Mathematics Organization, and a master of the Black Sky Society are competing for a special secret treasure. Most of the strong men from both sides have gathered there. We hope that you will join the battle on behalf of our secret organization.
See if there is a chance to grab the secret treasure. Anyway, you happen to be very close to there. This mission will take place within five days."
"No problem. Where is the mission reward?" Garen followed without hesitation. After feeling the power of the secret treasure, he is now very interested in the secret treasure. He also understands why many forces value the secret treasure so much.
Simply put, a secret treasure is an aggregation of countless complex spells, which can input the light or power of a totem at any time to stimulate powerful or multi-purpose power. An ultimate secret treasure imitation like the Fog Crow Array, as long as there is enough totem power,
The power or the light of totem does not require any skills. An ordinary totem master can instantly become a top spiritual light expert.
"The reward will naturally not be bad. A set of magic formations that will definitely satisfy you, and considering your father's relationship, there is no doubt that the Terry Jones family is loyal to the royal family. I have submitted a request to re-confer the land to the superiors.
As long as you complete this mission, the Terry Jones family will regain a satisfactory fiefdom in the existing human settlement area." McKeon also had a deep smile in his tone. A fiefdom and a powerful and comprehensive set of spells
Formation, this is your true foothold in troubled times.
Garen was also slightly moved. If there was such a fiefdom, he could move the subordinates of the Terry Jones family, as well as relatives and friends, as well as friends and family members, to one place for centralized protection. And Aining
Teacher, I don’t know what’s going on now.
Garen briefly recalled the location and planned to go to the teacher's place to check it out first.
After coming back to his senses, he quickly thanked her heartily.
"Then I would like to thank the Director-General in advance. With such a generous reward, it seems that the secret treasure this time is not simple."
"Of course. The Mathematics Department originally wanted to take it all by itself, but unfortunately it failed, and the rest of us will have a chance." McKeon replied with a smile, "Those guys in the Mathematics Department have their eyes high, and this time they actually succeeded
Being entangled by the people from the Black Sky Society will probably make you lose face. I’ll see how they end up, haha.”
He paused, "Besides, didn't you clear out the Black Sky Society's stronghold earlier? I'll send you a more detailed distribution map. It's a good thing we just got."
"Fat? How?" Garen was stunned.
"I miss you."
"Okay!" Garen was worried that Feng Ling knew too few strongholds and killed them too cleanly when he started, so the sweep was coming to an end. He actually wanted to sleep and someone brought him a pillow.
This time he was addicted to sweeping. Although most of them were low-level totem masters, with Type 1 and Type 2 the most. But they couldn't handle the large number. They were almost the same as when the petrified white dragon was still there.
A type 1 totem or monster can provide about 25% of the potential value, a type 2 totem or monster can provide about 2 points, and a type 3 totem or monster can provide about 5 points. Aura transformation can increase it to 15 points.
After writing down the information on the distribution of strongholds given by McKeon, Garen glanced at his current potential points.
After unknowingly massacring hundreds of Black Sky Club members, his potential value has exceeded 200.
After thinking about it, Garen decided to first increase his agility to its current limit.
His eyes fell directly on the agility column.
The potential value suddenly began to jump violently and fell.
Agility increased rapidly from 6.0. After five points, each attribute improvement required 20 potential points. Soon, a total of 60 potential points disappeared. Agility also increased to 8.
Starting from eight o'clock, each point of improvement requires 60 potential points. The remaining 140 potential points soon became about 20 points.
The agility finally reached 10 points, then stopped completely and stopped moving.
Garen clenched his fists with satisfaction. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by invisible wind. As long as he moved slightly, it seemed as if all the weight of his body had disappeared, and his whole body was light and without any sense of sluggishness.
He felt the condition of the eight-headed dragon, and sure enough, the ninth head on the back of the eight-headed dragon was rapidly expanding, and the huge sarcoma was getting bigger and redder.