Mystical Journey

Chapter 508: Subdue 2

Chapter 508: Subdue 2

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Hellgate!" Garen was stunned. Perhaps The Cthulhu King wasn’t aware of it yet, but the moment the Hellgate was reborn, it meant that it had successfully mastered the Secret Technique. To form the Seed of Strength through fusion of his totem, and to further push it to the limit by using the growing characteristic of the Living Secret Technique, that seemed like a viable option!

"Who are we up against?" Garen closed his eyes to suppress his emotion

"The most powerful force in the Western Continent, the Divine God Palace Master, Rosman Saintwind." The Cthulhu King’s face was very serious. "He also has another nickname called the King Of All Beasts. He ranks number one among all the nest masters!"

"It’s not human?"

"Of course."

Cthulhu King suddenly laughed.

"Speaking of which, this field, including the hundreds of countries south of here, is dominated by him."

Then, Garen and Cthulhu King began questioning each other repeatedly, and time flew past just like that.

Half an hour later, a red light went up to the sky and arced across the horizon as it left the battleground.

Garen and the four Demon Phoenix stared at the Cthulhu King’s ever-diminishing figure.

Both of them had agreed on a time and place to go to the Ancient Ruins. The nickname Divine God Palace Master was obviously an attempt to mimic the organization of the humans. It seemed that the strongest nest master must be very powerful, considering that the Cthulhu King had to request assistance from others.

It would be natural that the people from the Cthulhuism Society had inherited some Secret Techniques from him.

Judging from the looks of it, no matter how many more Dead Secret Technique the Cthulhu King had, it would never amount to the importance of a Living Secret Technique. Even Garen felt that the need of the Dead Secret Techniques had diminished once he learnt about the existence of Living Secret Techniques. As a compensation, Cthulhu King had given him an additional secret regarding the soul.

The Cthulhu Origin that he had obtained was actually a special item that enhanced the soul. Only Cthulhu Origins were able to recover the soul when the Cthulhu King died. At the same time it also acted as a shell during their reincarnation.

Before he went after God Cloud, Garen had hidden one of Cthulhu’s Origins, as he was afraid that it would be destroyed before the great war. Hence, the origin was currently not with him, and he had to go back to retrieve it.

Four of the Demon Phoenix had become very honest after they saw the battle between the Cthulhu King and Garen. Compared to the previous battle, they still had such intense strength after fighting for days.

What was important was that Garen’s style of eating anything made these few people nervous. He had just swallowed countless Black Knights a while ago, and these few people who were following Garen from behind couldn’t help but feel anxious when they got closer to him. They’re afraid that he might just take them as a snack and swallow them if he were unhappy.

"What should we do now?" Demon Phoenix asked Garen carefully.

"It’s time to go back." Garen glanced at her. This fellow could be considered at the lower tier of form five, but she should be able to increase further due to the seal. However, based on her attributes and physical structure, she should be at the middle tier of form five. The peak wasn’t something that was easy to achieve, but then again, how many had done that in the entire history of mankind?

If Demon Phoenix were to attain the peak, she wouldn’t have stayed at a corner of a small country.

"Go back? Where to?"

Garen stayed his mouth, too tired to answer.

As the few people from the Demon Phoenix were traumatized by him, they immediately stopped talking in fear that they would really be eaten. Garen’s style of eating anything had truly frozen them on the spot.

Garen didn’t want to make the move himself, instead letting the people of the Demon Phoenix take action.

Soon, a purple lion with purple wings appeared in front of them. The back of the lion was wide enough to fit about five to six people, which was enough for Garen and the others.

After the past few days of intense battles, Garen laid onto Demon Phoenix’s knees as he rested his mind, carefully peeling the white fruits that she had plucked earlier and putting them into his mouth.

One of the other two brothers had transformed into a mount, while the other held up a purple blind film to help Garen to block the wind and sun.

As they were about to fly, Garen flicked his finger at a black hole to his side.

Pew!

A black line shot out, and the surface of the black hole cracked.

Somewhere down below was the faint sound of a girl’s scream.

Soon, a white ball about ten meters wide slowly rose up from the hole and gently set itself on the ground.

The film of light dissolved, and inside were the thirty plus White Knights who had escaped earlier. All of them had dried blood stains on them, and were eerily silent. Their eyes carried almost no life. Beside them were their similarly blood-stained horses.

The leader of the White Knights was holding onto a small, tearing girl, with one hand, while his gaze was fixed firmly on Garen.

"Who are you guys?" Garen glanced at the group of White Knights.

"We are the survivors from the White Wind Tribe, oh powerful totem master." The Leader of White Knight lowered his head as he answered. It looked like the opposing party had no intention to devour them at first sight.

"White Wind Tribe?" Garen had never heard of it as he only cared about the existence of fifth form beings. Those who were below this fought with their totems, and post-fifth-forms fought with their Secret Techniques. To stand at the peak meant to master the Secret Techniques that they had. No matter if it were the Cthulhu King, Phiroth or he, they had already arrived at the peak of the totem and Secret Technique world. The rest depended purely on the strength attribute. Not many things couldn’t be easily killed by them.

He looked at the White Knights, until his sights were suddenly fixed on the small girl the White Knight was holding.

His head tilted back to the sky and chuckled lightly.

The leader of the White Knight turned his head and looked in the same direction but didn’t say anything. His face immediately changed as he could only think of one possible solution.

He immediately kneeled onto the ground.

"My lord, please, bring Princess Larain along with you!!"

Even if he was begging someone, his tone was firm, determined and eager. It was like an underling reporting to his master on a peaceful afternoon.

"Uncle!" The girl’s face was caked with dirt, so much so that it obscured her face. She, who was holding onto the White Knight, hesitated for a moment before she kneeled on the ground with her uncle.

Thump!

In an instant, every white knight present had kneeled onto the ground.

The Demon Phoenix started to laugh.

"If we go, I’m afraid the two forces to our flanks won’t wait any longer to strike. If the lord doesn’t accept them, they’re all dead."

"To be honest, I am very generous towards people with good quality." Since he had to fight against the Divine God Palace Master, Garen had gained interest in these people from the White Wind Tribe. They were most likely being hunted by the Black Knights from the Divine God Palace Master. In addition, the leader of White Knight and the small girl had above average attributes, especially the leader of the White Knights.

Garen had made his decision solely because of him.

This fellow’s attribute could only be considered excellent, but his determination was even stronger. He was willing to protect his master under such a dire situation. This suggested that he was very loyal Together with the white knights around him, their strength numbered about thirty in total. These people had much loyalty, and would never betray their master.

The Black Swamp Palace currently required manpower, and these people would be useful to him.

Garen was also moved, in fact. The Black Water True Technique required determination first, and other qualities second.

"Bring them along!" He pondered for a moment before he opened his mouth.

The leader of the White Knights could finally relax, and the small girl beside him was ecstatic.

"Get up, the Lord has promised to bring you along." Phantom took out a purple orb from her body and gently threw it out. The orb landed on the ground and immediately transformed into a group of purple uni-horned wolves.

These giant wolves crawled on the ground as they showed respect towards the Demon Phoenix and the party.

"Bring them along." Phantom ordered coldly.

The giant wolves stood up and each of them were at least four meters tall.

The knights relaxed knowing they would survive. None of them wished to die in vain. Now that these few strong people had decided to protect them, they felt relief.

"Get up and ride the giant wolves." Phantom ordered.

The leader of the white knight didn’t budge, as if he didn’t hear her.

It was then Phantom realized that he had fainted.

The giant wolves carried the white knights and formed a small formation. Garen and the others sat on the back of the lion and flew up slowly as the wolves followed from behind on the ground.

As they left, a black hole appeared in the sky and two golden figures appeared. Two human-shaped beings came out covering themselves with golden cloaks.

"They have been taken away." The tall one said softly.

"That man had noticed us. According to what we know, he should be one of the four major heads of Kovitan, the Nine-Headed Snake Garen." the shorter humanoid said in a sharp male tone. "Why didn’t you make any moves? According to the human’s categorizations, you should be at the upper tier of form five."

"We are no match for them." The tall one shook his head. "The humans have huge potential in Secret Techniques that we don’t possess. We can only rely on the foundation we have. They merge their strength with Secret Techniques and come up with an entirely new strength and it’s not something we can face head on. We can still deal with a typical form five but we

are no match for its peak."

"What about the three tailed dragon?"

"It’s the same." The tall one explained. "Only we, the nest leaders, can reach the upper tier of form five, and the humans the peak of form five. The upper tier is placed between the middle tier and their peak. We are stronger than middle tier but weaker than the peak."

"So the reason the palace master has been gathering all kinds of Secret Technique was to?"

"You guessed it right. The palace master has already obtained two living secret techniques. Perhaps with a little bit more, he could understand the rationale behind it and come up with a Secret Technique even us nest leaders can learn." the tall one nodded.

Both of them conversed in a standard Ender Kingdom language, as if it were their native tongue. It seemed that they had worked hard for it.

"If it’s successful, we nest leaders are able to fight against the human’s elites. This world.. Shall be ours!" The tall out said. "We have to let the humans know that we have more quality than our numbers!"