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450 seeds 2

bite.

Gallon gently placed the tweezers back into the glass bottle.

Looking at the silver-white oval shoulder armor in front of him, he let out a breath.

Pick up a piece of white cloth on the side and carefully wipe off any stains on the surface of the shoulder armor.

"Sure enough, it is defective." He frowned and murmured in a low voice. "The foundation of the green vine ball can only support it to split into fifty-three pieces of Sibaan's power. It can only produce fifty-three sets of weapons or armors for totemization.

Transformation. No wonder there are only 200 Black Fire Guards. This is the best result obtained by Avic using cutting-edge technology and careful combination. The nearly four-fold amplification is already amazing enough."

"Two hundred Black Fire Guards, by giving up their control, can obtain two hundred sets of Black Fire Armor, which gives ordinary people the power of totems. This is the basis. Only those with strong will and strong body can truly activate the Black Fire Armor."

Garen picked up the shoulder armor in front of him and carefully looked at the surface at an angle. The dense silver dots that appeared slightly on it were the characteristics of the activation of Sbaan's power.

"The power of Siba'an requires a strong will to activate. The stronger the will, the more power it can control, the stronger the activity of Siba'an, and the stronger the contagion. In this way, a virtuous cycle, like a seed, can absorb the outside world

More matter makes the body and armor more and more powerful."

He lowered his pauldrons.

"Avic gave up this potential in exchange for the absolute loyalty of the corpse-like Black Fire Guards. But this kind of courage is too small after all." He shook his head. "Those who are not strong-willed enough get armor, and ultimately

The result is that it will be swallowed by the power of Siba'an and turn into a living dead, losing all personality. This thing seems to be very dangerous."

He began to think about how to solve this high risk again. After thinking about it, he conceived more than ten plans, but he had no clue. Vindman has been studying this aspect for so many years, but there is no result, and so many people in the Royal Alliance have no result.

Naturally, he can't even touch the sides alone.

"Forget it, since you want power, you must be willing to pay the price." Garen breathed a sigh of relief.

With two hundred sets of black goods heavy armor, two hundred people can be selected as the carriers of the black goods heavy armor and embark on the road of strengthening themselves.

Perhaps in this way, Garen cannot absolutely order these people. He only has the right to take back Sibaan's power. However, if they are strengthened to a very high level, even if they are taken back, the power that was later strengthened will still exist. After being changed by Sibaan

The physical properties of the body will not change.

It means that most of the power has been recovered and still remains.

In this way, the control over subordinates is not as strict as before.

But Garen didn't care.

All he wants is power, a strong enough strength. Whether he can control it depends on his own ability.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, a rhythmic knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"What's up?"

he asked slightly impatiently.

"Palace Master, a group of people came to you carrying a seriously injured woman, saying that she is your old friend." The maid replied loudly with a trembling voice.

"Old friend?" Garen closed his eyes, gathered his thoughts, and pulled the curtain from the right side.

He walked to the door and opened it. Standing outside the door was a little maid with trembling legs. She was dressed in plain white and did not dare to raise her head. She was obviously a little girl who had just entered the palace, and she was only eleven or twelve years old.

After opening the door, Garen took a closer look at the little guy and was about to speak.

"No, don't eat me!!" The little guy was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, "Palace Master, please, I was wrong! I know I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again!!"

Garen had a dark look on his face. He was just surprised that it was rare for a new maid to come to the Black Fire Palace. He looked at her for a little longer and frightened her like this. I guess this guy took his looking at him as choosing a place with good meat.

The mouth is closed.

This guy seems to be used to being bullied, and he hastily admitted his mistake without even understanding the situation.

"Damn it, rumors kill people!" he cursed in a low voice.

"Take me there!" he shouted to stop the little maid.

The little guy quickly got up from the ground, trembling all over and ran towards the outside of the inner hall with Garen.

Garen caught up behind him speechlessly.

In the side hall of the Black Fire Palace, the little guy took Gallon and quickly disappeared.

Not only Jianlong was speechless, but also a group of people in the side hall were speechless.

This is a group of men and women all dressed in black, with a white leopard head engraved on their arms and clothes.

Led by two young men and a woman, a simple stretcher was placed on the ground beside them, with a comatose woman with a sallow complexion lying on it.

Garen glanced over and was slightly startled.

"Angel?!"

He recognized that the woman on the stretcher was none other than Angel, the fugitive woman he had met in Titan City.

In the imperial capital, it still provided raw materials for the Terry Jones family for a while.

"How did she become like this?!" Garen hurriedly walked over, squatted down beside the stretcher, and began to carefully check Angel's condition.

This made the group of people nearby breathe a sigh of relief, and their originally frightened faces looked much better.

"It turns out that the palace master really knows the teacher!" The young man, or boy, who took the lead, took a step forward and said proactively. "We are from the Black Panther Mercenary Group, and Captain Angel is our teacher. My name is Gray

Xi, her name is Hill."

He also had a soft light cyan beard on his lips and short brown hair. He could not be more than eighteen years old, but his face looked resolute and pale. It seemed that he had lost too much blood. At this time, the boy was a little anxious.

looked at Garen.

"Please, please save the teacher!" The girl on the side had red hair in a ponytail and burst into tears. She couldn't help but plead to Garen. "We have tried every method and tried every medicine.

It’s gone! All the hospitals said it’s hopeless.”

"Why are you crying! How can I save you if you don't tell me the specific situation?!" Gallon looked at the much calmer boy Gracie, "You tell me!"

The boy nodded heavily.

"The teacher went out last month. It was said that he had an appointment with some old friends to do something. Unexpectedly, after he came back the day before yesterday, he fell down and fell unconscious. We thought it was poisoning at first, but what kind of hospital

Neither the teacher nor the silver lantern technician could detect that the teacher was poisoned. Then we thought it was some kind of damage to the brain, but we invited the silver lantern technician who is best at treating brain diseases, but it still didn't work. We couldn't find any injuries."

"What did Angel say before he fainted? Did she ask you to come to me?" Gallon asked in a deep voice.

"The teacher didn't say anything, he just looked very tired, as if he hadn't had a good rest for many days." The boy shook his head, "As for coming to see you, the palace master, the teacher didn't mention it at all. It's better for us to come from the regiment.

I learned from an old senior that the teacher and the palace master were once friends. I really couldn’t find a way, so I decided to come over and beg you.”

"Well done." Garen patted the boy on the shoulder. "It's good to stay calm in times of crisis!"

He lowered his head again to check Angel's condition.

Angel, who was originally plump, has become as skinny as a bone. There is no abnormality in the flow of qi and blood, there are no signs of toxins in the body, and the brain is just like ordinary people sleeping, completely normal.

"Oh, this person is going to die." A child's voice suddenly came from behind Garen.

"Do you know what the problem is?" Garen was used to the elusiveness of children, so he asked without looking back.

On the other hand, the others were so frightened that they got out of the way. Some of the timid members gulped down their saliva and stared at the children with frightened expressions on their faces.

The child was holding a lollipop in his mouth, squatting beside the stretcher like Gallon, shaking his hands back and forth.

He frowned and touched Angel's forehead.

"She's having a nightmare." After a while, he said firmly.

"Having a nightmare? Are you saying that she was pulled into a nightmare and couldn't wake up?" Garen asked back.

"Maybe, someone planted a seed of nightmare in her. She didn't realize it, and then she fell into it." The child shrugged, looking like a little adult.

"How to solve it?" Garen asked directly.

"It's very simple. You need to get rid of that nightmare seed, but this kind of seed will usually hide in her most secret place." The child curled his lips, "It depends on which of you can find it."

"Kill the nightmare seeds?" Garen stood up and thought for a moment. "I'll do it."

"What are you going to do?" The child looked at Garen curiously. "If her seed gets into the most private place, then you have to be responsible."

"No need to go to such trouble." Garen said calmly.

With a flick of his toes, Angel, who was on the stretcher, was instantly picked up amid the exclamations of everyone, and rolled continuously in mid-air.

It seemed as if he was floating in front of Garen.

The human body rolled violently, causing gusts of wind.

Bang!

Garen suddenly slapped Angel on the shoulder, instantly immobilizing him and holding him in the air.

Bang bang bang!!

Continuous applause continued to spread from between the two people.

Garen struck an insignificant part of Angel's body with his palm.

Every palm shook Angel's whole body, and some tiny and fragmentary items fell directly from her body and flew everywhere.

This is a high-level skill in secret martial arts, shock.

Used in this place, with a little cleverness, it can just shake out all the hidden things.

In the world of secret martial arts, this is a method used to remove the hidden weapons and poisonous needles hidden on the dead soldiers. It is suitable for Garen to use it here.

Soon, less and less things were shaken out, and even the clothes outside were a little loose and about to fall off,

Snap!

A small purple dot suddenly fell out from the hem of Angel's shirt.

Bang!

Garen held up his palms and gently put Angel back on the stretcher. His strength was extremely gentle, showing an extremely high level of strength control.

"This is it."

The child picked up this small purple dot, and it turned out to be an oval plant seed, just like a soybean, but with a different color.

Garen and the others looked at Angel again, and sure enough, her face looked much better. She was not as haggard as before.

The child took the seeds, wiped them on his clothes, and threw them directly into his mouth.

Click!

"It seems like something strange came out, but it doesn't matter. It's the same even if it's chewed up." He chewed it a few times, then swallowed it with a grunt.

A group of people, including Garen, looked at him speechlessly.

"Are you okay??!" The red-haired girl stared at the child in fear.

"Are you okay?" The child dug out his pocket and pulled out a handful of purple seeds. "I still have some, do you want some? They taste good."

Everyone was dumbfounded. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)


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