s.h.i.+ng!!

In an instant, the two men pulled out their knives at the same time. Red and black knife marks darted toward the opponent in an almost lightning-like manner. The two knives brought along a strong chill as they charged toward the other party's body.

The sound of knife piercing flesh.

All of Blue Pole Star's final energy field broke out, rolling up a vast amount of white chill and shrouded the surrounding, blocking vision and sounds and pus.h.i.+ng away the people of Blue Frost Sect behind, especially his sister.

In the white air, his sword pierced straight into Garen's chest. But the blade was like illusory and without substance. The whole black knife quickly melted and permeated into Garen's body, quickly merging into a small black ball.

"This is all of my Power of Inheritance. Take it. I give it all to you." Blue Pole Star's voice transmitted lightly. "Hehe...remember your promise."

A vast amount of chill rushed out madly from his entire body and surged toward Garen's body through the short black knife between them.

As the short knife melted faster, this chilly cold surged increasingly quicker.

Garen fervently absorbed this chill, but Scarlet Snow Technique had quickly absorbed until its saturation limit. The chill-Willpower of Non-Falling Level quickly condensed into a small black ball and was about to completely stop and enter into Garen's chest.

Just then, h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique from the Living Secret Technique in him erupted for the first time without any manipulation.

Numerous blue silk threads dashed toward the small black ball from all directions and wrapped up the Power of Inheritance in the blink of an eye, forming a blue ball.

To Garen's surprise, his attribute pane showed that the completion of the grade seventh of h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique was actually rising rapidly. Starting from the original 64%, it was jumping up by almost three points per second.

After many years of cultivation, the powerful Secret Technique that could be advanced and was almost forgotten by Garen was finally having a terrific change for the first time at this moment. The source of Non-Falling Level, Power of Inheritance, seemed to be a huge supplement force for him.

The white air around dispersed.

Blue Pole Star's whole body was emaciated like a piece of wood and knelt before Garen. His entire essence, energy, and spirit had completely disappeared.

"Brother!!!"

The only young girl left in Blue Frost Sect screamed in pain. Both her hand covered her face and she was grieving to the extreme.

"Senior Brother!!" The remaining Junior Brothers cried out desperately.

"How could he be so fast!?" Elder Senior Sister looked at Garen with disbelief. She soon saw the cut in front of Garen's chest.

"Die! Hehe!" At the same time, two Blood Robes pounced forward while the remaining two stood still, clearly believing that there was not a need for them to take action.

In just the blink of an eye, the last few disciples of Blue Frost Sect were all killed. Facing Non-Falling Level powerhouses, they were defenseless like babies.

At this time, whether it was Elder Senior Sister or Garen, both had already guessed the ident.i.ty of the four Blood Robes. All the Non-Falling Levels in the Star Regions around had their names registered and recorded. There would not be an appearance of four such powerful Non-Falling Level Energy Machinists for no reason. The only explanation was that they were the nearby, local elder-level figures in the first place!

Garen was now watching his h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique rising wildly. After absorbing who-knew-how-many Peac.o.c.k Stones, today, there was finally the hope of truly displaying his power.

The h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique of Living Secret Technique would absolutely not be a purely auxiliary role as it was in the past. All along, Garen felt that the enhancement of this Secret Technique was faintly discernible and instead, it was mainly the Distortion Seed that had an extremely terrifying advancement for external creatures. It was fundamentally useless in terms of enhancing his own power and was far from matching the strong reputation of Living Secret Technique.

The h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique of Living Secret Technique now had a total of eight grades. He was about to complete the seventh grade. Once he entered the eighth grade, it would be the ultimate realm. For Living Secret Technique, even Black Sethe at that time had said that the difficulty of cultivating Living Secret Technique was extremely high. This kind of Secret Technique would constantly change in accordance with the main body's situation. It would become more suitable and more fitting with the main body to reach the level where the greatest strength could be exerted.

There was no sound. In the silence, Garen saw the percentage of his h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique finally exceeded 100%.

The status of the h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique was blurred momentarily before quickly becoming clear again.

All the remaining talents were still of the same, but the effects had been strengthened. h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique only had one extra ability.

– Peac.o.c.k Transformation.

There was no explanation at the back, but just as Garen saw these words, he felt a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, one Blood Robe had moved to the front of Blue Pole Star's sister. He stretched out his hand in lightning speed toward her head.

Snapped.

The girl's eyes rolled upwards and her whole body's Willpower was a like a deflated balloon, leaking out clean and turning her into an ordinary person. Not only did her Willpower completely leaked out, there even was not a way for her to cultivate to become a pilot. She could only be the most ordinary common person.

The girl became unconscious and dropped down.

The Blood Robe carried the girl and smiled at Garen. He flicked his hand and the girl was shot out like a cannonball at Garen accompanied by a mighty energy field.

Garen caught the unconscious girl with one hand and his body swiveled one round to relieve all the impact. He glanced plainly at that man.

Out of his expectation, that horrific Blood Robe-energy field was actually silently devoured by his Peac.o.c.k Technique. It was not the kind of devouring that needed the blue silk threads to light up, but the kind that devoured invincibly and naturally. It was as natural as breathing and drinking without the slightest discomfort.

"You really are something." That Blood Robe was slightly surprised. Originally, he intended to intimidate Garen, who had yet to reach Inherited Level. He did not expect his Inherited-Level energy field to be taken on by the other party quietly.

"Is this the power of Secret Technique?" After Garen came to this world, it was the first time he had felt that Secret Technique could actually surpa.s.s the power of this special world of technology. This was also the first time that Living Secret Technique was no longer a purely auxiliary Secret Technique, but that it could really play a role in a battle.

"Living Secret Technique should not have any weaknesses." Garen suddenly recalled what Black Sethe had said before.

"Yeah, Living Secret Technique really shouldn't have such an obvious weakness as to unable to battle up-front..." He sighed softly. Holding the girl, he walked up to the body of Blue Pole Star and picked up a silver clip on his collar. This was where all Blue Star Pole's precious treasures were.

The request earlier on was asked by Carthage to agree upon. Garen knew he was unqualified to give his word, so at this moment, he looked up at the hovering Carthage, who was in control.

What he did not expect was that Carthage seemed to be talking to a woman who was clothed in blue and had all her limbs broken, ignoring him.

The woman seemed to be from Blue Frost Sect. Both her hands and feet were chopped off, leaving only a torso.

Their lips moved slightly, but not the slightest sound traveled over. The woman was very emotional and she seemed to be questioning about something, but Carthage was still smiling with a trace of calmness. There was not any abnormity.

Garen looked at the two people from below and frowned slightly.

He did not know why at this time, there was a very strange feeling. It was as if the originally terribly oppressive feeling brought forth by Carthage, who was in the sky, had turned into a gentle breeze once it reached him and did not cause any alarm. The Soul Seed was rotating slowly in the brain, no longer producing any warning.

He could feel that he seemed to be able to inflate his entire body. It was the kind of a complete stretch, expanding like a balloon as if this body was not his real body at all.

This feeling was present ever since he had broken through h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique just now. And currently, it was getting more and more intense.

He faintly recalled that the eighth grade of h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique was already the highest level of Living Secret Technique and it should also have reached the legendary Army-Level stage.

"Army Level… If compared to Energy Machinists and pilots, what kind of level could it reach?" Garen suddenly had an urge to alter his body, but he rationalized and forcefully suppressed it.

In theory, by breaking through the eighth layer of h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique and reaching the highest level, he was at the Army Level. However, in reality, he did not feel any significant changes to his own body. Besides the strengthening of his abilities and expanding their scope, he was still the original him.

Army Level.

Once, the Nine-Headed Dragon Queen Nadia was at this level. She was the top powerhouse in the Army Level and was only one step away from Demon Lord. Just the projection of her figure had almost killed Garen back then.

In the cla.s.sification level during the Ancient Endor civilization, the gap between each level was like a natural chasm. Quant.i.ty could not be used to determine the outcome, whether it was Army Level or the-one-level-lower General Level.

No idea why, Garen suddenly looked up at Carthage, who was hovering in the sky, and his heart inexplicably gushed out a trace of desire...

It was a kind of weird desire, not the romance kind, but the kind of desire that was purely like seeing extremely delicious food. He could feel his saliva secreting and the blood in his body flowing at an accelerated rate.

Suddenly, Carthage's gaze looked over here, frowning slightly as he seemed to notice something.

Garen quickly bowed his head and made an act of checking on the girl in his arms.

Forcefully suppressing the urging desire in his heart.

Garen looked around. The four Blood Robes had darted into the distance to help slaughter the rest of the disciples of Blue Frost Sect.

Elder Senior Sister of Blue Frost Sect was silently held in the hands of a Blood Robe who was flying in the air. Her face was deadpan and there was no expression in her eyes.

"I'll fight you to death!!"

Garen heard the crazy roar of a young person coming from behind him all of a sudden.

Turning back, he saw a few young disciples with their own Energy Machinery birds marching through the ruins and rus.h.i.+ng toward him.

To his slight surprise, these young people actually were flas.h.i.+ng extremely huge energy reaction on them.

Boom!

White flames exploded abruptly. They were actually high-energy plasma bombs!

A high temperature of thousands of degrees instantaneously melted everything around into liquid and gas, forming a horrific magma pool with Garen as the center point.

However, the white magma that was just formed was instantly solidified and cooled.

Garen stood still without any action. The heat discharged by the high-energy plasma bombs which could threaten Inherited Levels were in front of him as if being blocked by an invisible barrier. Its enormous heat and impact seemed to be absorbed by something at a terribly fast speed.

In just less than two seconds, all the heat from the bombs had disappeared completely.

"This is ....?" Garen was somewhat inexplicable. He did not even make a move. He had just gathered his Willpower and Scarlet Snow Technique in his palms. But before they had been released to counteract, the power of the bomb had disappeared right away.

"This is Devour?!" He was suddenly shocked. He actually felt an additional ma.s.s of high-heat Energy Distorted Seed in his body. This seed was even being ironically transformed into a large amount of Cold Energy and bustled into his Scarlet Snow Technique.

Without him doing anything, all the damage was devoured and absorbed automatically. Not even the slightest aftermath affected him.

"This is the eighth grade of h.e.l.lfrost Peac.o.c.k Technique?" Garen was astounded.

The impulse in his heart suddenly became increasingly stronger. An extremely strong sense of hunger surged out from his stomach.

"I really want to...eat him up..." Garen lifted up his head again and looked at Carthage in the sky.