Chapter 533: Scattered Power 1


    Trantor: EndlessFantasy Trantion Editor: EndlessFantasy Trantion


    The atmosphere got heavier and heavier, Garen and the Cthulhu King slowly moved their position, forming a pencil-straight line with the Divine God Pce Master in the center.


    The Divine God Pce Masters eyeballs turned slightly, the ink-green longbow on his back glowing with a hint of jade-green. He looked at the expressions and actions of the two in front and behind him, his heart sinking slightly.


    "In that case, it might be good to end things here today."


    "It’s best if the Pce Master thinks that way." The Cthulhu King chuckled, and stood aside to open up a path. The shape of his mouth was slightly strange, the red needle hidden under his tongue so he could shoot it out and attack at any moment.


    The Divine God Pce Master nodded, and still did not use the long bow that remained unused, standing up slowly, his figure turning into a sh of shadow that brushed past the Cthulhu King in an instant, disappearing without a trace.


    In no time at all, there was only the Cthulhu King and Garen left on the cliff.


    "Together?" The Cthulhu King asked quietly.


    "Of course."


    Garen nodded.


    Although the Divine God Pce Master left, that was just on the surface, if he was still hiding somewhere and waiting for his chance, the dumbest thing to do would be to separate now.


    The two of them stuck together, out of wariness for the Divine God Pce Master who might still be hiding, but nothing really happened, following the crack they had fallen down from, every time they leaped up, they could instantly stab the stone wall with their arms and keeping themselves suspended. Then they could leverage on that and leap up again.


    Jumping like that again and again, soon enough, the two of them returned to the second floor branch they had used to enter the third floor.


    The branch was still covered with a pale blue mist.


    The two figures leaped out of the hole on the floor,nding lightly beside the hole, one ck and one red respectively.


    The ck figure was a calm-looking Garen, his golden hair cascading down his shoulder, his pitch-ck demon eyes not showing any signs of receding, meaning his ck Water True Technique was constantly channeling at the highest level.


    The red figure, on the other hand, was the Cthulhu King with his body full of wounds, his face was deathly pale, and he panted heavily.


    "Looks like after going back this time, I’ll need to properly rest and recover for a while."


    "Phiros is dead, the situation is extremely unstable now, do you have time to rx?" Garen raised his brow slightly. Now he could no longerpare the events to the original path, he had already turned history utterly upside down, everything had be a mess.


    Hellgate did sustain some considerable injuries after defeating Phiros, but after the Dani War of Destinies, Ender actually did not move at all, so they evidently had some other n.


    The Enderian King(1) and Phiros were twoplete opposites, she was mad and extremely active, and most of all, she would not obey any pre-set rules, plus she was herself a peak-level totem user. Compared to Phiros, she had be famous several hundred years ago, and was a long-known peak-level fighter among the previous generation, who knows how powerful her home base was.


    This would be yet another world-ending sh.


    "Unfortunately... If Phiros had been willing to join forces with me, there’s no way he would have ended up like that." The Cthulhu King shook his head,menting.


    Garen did not say anything, he just watched the tracks left by the Divine God Pce Master around the area carefully.


    The Cthulhu King looked at him.


    "This time, both of us reaped a lot of rewards, may I know what ns Pce Master Garen has from here on out?"


    "ns? Don’t you know perfectly well what I want to do?" Garen was toozy to beat around the bush with him, he was going to lose control of the Living Secret Technique’s side effects. He moved his feet, and instantly became a shadow rushing down the way he hade.


    The Cthulhu King cackled, epting and absorbing two Living Secret Technique Seeds at once, especially the one that he had exchanged with Garen, was not that easy a matter. But the two of them had made a deal and exchanged, neither of them had any intention of regretting it.


    Evidently, Garen had also gotten some benefits from that Living Secret Technique.


    Garen in front, and the Cthulhu King behind, both of them concentrated on rushing back, neither of them speaking.


    Right now, the green and ck-red threads inside Garen’s body were interweaving and tangling, darting in and around his body like countless long and thin worms, causing him unbearable agony. Thankfully, his roots were in the Secret Technique World’s peak-level ck Water True Technique, so it was slowly forming a buffer between the two Living Secret Techniques, so that the two conflicts would not be too sharp, and giving him some time to breathe.


    The first Living Secret Technique he had gotten was a Frost-type. And the second looked like it would be a Fire-type, but it was actually a Metal-type, the fire devil representing the melting and forging of metal, only the ck-red long sword that appeared at the end was the true Seed, the two Living Secret Technique Seeds were tangled up and shing inside Garen’s body, forming two balls, one green and one ck, both spinning at high speeds. The center of the spinning was the core formed from his ck Water True Technique blood qi and the fusion power, that Garen had trained for a long time. But right now, the ck Water True Technique was being burned away quickly, every second he stayed here would cost him another portion of the ck Water True Technique’s fusion power.


    Garen’s heart grew more anxious, and he began to run even faster.


    Boom!


    The stone door to the ruins was broken through explosively, and a ck shadow shot out, flying into the dense forest,nding on a small piece of emptynd.


    There was a ck eagle-drawn carriage waiting on the emptynd, and a bonfire alit beside the carriage, with Demon Phoenix and Phantom reading their books beside the fire, when they heard the noises, the two of them stood up in unison, turning around to see Garen appear on top of the carriage.


    "Pce Master..."


    "Leave here at once!" Garen tossed the words at them, darted into the carriage, sat down cross-legged, and fell into a state of self-meditation. There was a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead, as he resisted that immense pain.


    Demon Phoenix and Phantom hurriedly put out the bonfire, got onto the carriage, and yanked hard at the ropes.


    The ck eagle that had been resting instantly pped its wings and flew up, the huge pulling forcing jerking the whole carriage hard, and then it seemed to suddenly grow lighter, rising into the air.


    The Demon Cloud Spirit Light that Garen had asked Demon Phoenix to prepare also did note to much use this time, that thing was to prevent the other two from ganging up on him, the Demon Cloud Spirit Light was best at turning others’ power into his own. It was the most effective in group battles.


    As for peak-level power, with the Form Five Demon Phoenix around, added with Garen’s current recovery power, even if he did not make a move, there would still be poisonous and extremely corrosive Spirit Light aura emitted.


    Because of the merging with his aura, his Spirit Light was now a deadly weapon on its own, merged with the Demon Cloud Spirit Light, it had just nicely formed a powerful ‘kill - convert - kill again’ mode.


    Luckily, neither of the other two set down other traps, if Garen was not so affected by the Living Secret Technique side effects, perhaps this time he would have a chance instead to kill the other two, but unfortunately, he could barely protect himself right now.


    The ck carriage carved out a line through the high noon air at rapid speeds, and disappeared into the sky in no time.


    On the other end of the sky, a blood-red mask appeared slowly, and then disappeared rapidly, while the Cthulhu King’s figure also vanished at the same time.


    After both of them disappearedpletely, outside the door to the ruins, the Divine God Pce Master’s figure slowly materialized from the air, as though he had always been invisible from the start, and the other two had not noticed at all.


    Looking at the direction the two of them had left in, he touched the end of the longbow sticking out from behind his waist, a sh of hesitation in his eyes, but after a second, he still rxed his fingers, turned around, and walked towards the other end of the forest.


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    Inside the ck eagle carriage


    Garen closed his eyes tightly, biting his lower lip hard, strands of blood dripping down his chin, but he was totally unaware of it.


    Strands of ck air emanated from the bottom of his body, soundlessly, creating a thinyer of ice on the wooden floor.


    He was using his heart and spirit to match the life forces of the two Living Secret Techniques, with the ck Water True Technique as a buffer that was constantly being absorbed and fused by the two Living Secret Techniques, absorbing the parts of the secret technique memories and wills that suited him, and then forming arger, stronger sh.


    The ck Water True Technique’s core grew smaller and smaller, weaker and weaker, if it went on like this, by the time the core had been utterly absorbed, all of Garen’s True Technique roots would bepletely gone, bing the nutrients for the sh between the two types of Living Secret Techniques. After the conflict leveled up, there would be no more buffer in between, and just one sh would be enough to make him instantly explode, with no chance of survival.


    Garen tried his best to slow down the expenditure of his ck Water True Technique, looking for a proper rate between the buffer and absorbing speeds.


    "No! If I go on like this, I’ll be sucked dry by the Living Secret Techniques sooner orter!" His thoughts were whirring quickly now. He spent so much effort for so long to reach this level, if he was forced all the way back to the start just for this one ident, it would not match his aim foring here to these ruins.


    Reaching out his hand, he opened up his palm, his palm and fingers emitting tiny whiffs of ck smoke that seemed toe alive, destroying and absorbing all of the other impurities and traces on his body, fusing away the useful ones and forcing out the useless ones.


    He took the Original Eye out from the War Chain on his arm, and fused in the ck smoke. Those ck flowers with the frost spirit power were also fused and absorbed into the ck smoke, forming nutrients to temporarily slow down the two Living Secret Techniques.


    Only when absorbing nutrients will these two Seeds slow down their number of shes, so although he knew this was barely helping and could make things worse, Garen had no choice but to do it. It was better than the very foundations of his ck Water True Technique being destroyed in front of his eyes.


    After the Original Eye was pulled inside, the two seeds suddenly paused abruptly, splitting into half each, and greatly reducing the speed of the shes, after the ck flowers were added in, it just slowed the spinning speed of the Frost Seed.


    This way, the endgame of being torn apart and exploding to death within possibly a day was extended to at least one week.


    These two Secret Technique Seeds were like greedy beasts, continuously absorbing the structures and sources of the same type that they did not have, trying their best to improve and perfect themselves, and as they perfected themselves, they would also release spirit energy to improve their true bodies, if there was just one type, it would just nicely improve Garen’s body, and may even reach the next level. But if there were two types, that would be bad. The two spirit energies shed with each other, you want to change it this way, he wants to change it that way, and neither giving way. In the end the one being pulled apart painfully in the center was Garen himself.


    He knew that he had been careless this time, he did not think that the Living Secret Techniques would be such dominating things, and they had their own instincts as well. But before actually experiencing it, nobody would know that the fusion of two Living Secret Techniques would create such a terrifying sh and conflict.


    "It’s not like I really have no way..." Garen’s eyes twinkled, "If Ipletely ground down both secret techniques, and let the ces where they sh round outpletely, so that they’re not so sharp, and find the simrities between them, the two Living Secret Techniques can be one. All the power can be converted into mine. Only then will I truly obtain the legacy information for the Living Secret Techniques."


    Right now, because of the secret technique resistance, he had practically yet to truly obtain the ways to train and the secret technique information from the Secret Technique Seeds.


    "In that case, the required conditions are..." His mind spun rapidly, going through all the massive amounts of knowledge he had umted from before, one by one, each of the different systems trying to create models, failing and copsing each time, then attempting to build them up again from scratch.


    Trantor’s Notes:


    Yep, it seems to be a female ‘King’.