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Chapter 385: Feud 1

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As Garen sat cross-legged on the ground,spreading throughout his surroundings

He quietly sensed the ninth head of the eight headed dragon The blood tuer and redder, as if it was about the explode anynoticed his unusual behaviour Without saying a word, he kept his distance

As this situation had happened multiple times over the journey, he was used to it It was not just once or twice, butthe state of his body, si co carefully observed the black sood It was incredibly rich, like fragrance released by burning various spices together The sent; a little like incense

Suddenly he was stunned as he felt the skin of his body stiffening As he pinched his skin on the back of his hand, there was totally no feeling

Windling panicked and retreated more than 10 metres Only then did his senses returned

"What's this s fearfully glanced at the nearby Garen

At this point of ti Even his face was a little blurry

"AgainAlways doing dangerous things without tellingcoainand ed with sorrow With a long sigh, he ignored the dirt and sat on a green rock in the distance

Seconds andred tinged sunbeaentle warreen rock and yawned The best thing about travelling with Garen was that being beside hierous creature within a 1-2 s or n of theerous aura and fled Therefore he was able to rest in co, he faintly heard a weak cry for help

"Helphelp…huhu…" Between the sounds of fleeing and panting, came an immature child's voice from the distance

This forest wasn't far from human population It was probably so, but fell into soht to himself He was different from Garen He was familiar with the life of a commoner in this chaos

Both of his children were normal humans They were not qualified to become Luminarists If it wasn’t for hierdidn’t want to bother They had hout the journey There were adults, elderly, strong irls But both Garen and himself were lazy to bother

In this chaos, commoners had no fields to farm Without any special abilities, all they could was risks their lives to gather rare herbs to be used as raw materials for various potions

In the areas that have been prelier was relatively lower Many rich coather herbs It wasn’t often that they ers

Only at the first line of defense were there daily intense battles between life and death

It was extremely difficult for commoners in times like this

As the voice drew closer, it see was becoht of his own children flitted through his mind; what if it was them who met this situation

He finally stood up and headed towards the direction of the voice

Garen usually took some time to finish anyway

Garen slowly opened his eyes There was a flash of red light in his eyes He had failed once again

The ninth head couldn’t successfully eility was already at the lience

"I have to coht flashed through Garen’s ?" He was taken aback when he did not see Windling around

As the wind blew through the forest, there was the sound of rustling leaves

Other than that, there were no other noises

A non-mutated scorpion slowly crawled past the side of his foot and fled into a hole in the ground

On a branch far away, the three-tailed squirrel was carrying some ja out as it attempted to stuff the jaaze and looked around

"Boss, there could be so shouted froh a s down in front of a deep hole investigating so He looked serious

"What happened?"

Garen furrowed his brows as he walked over

"There’s soh he wasn’t a match for Garen, he was at least an Elemental General of the Obscuro Society with decent abilities Even without his precious heirloom, normal spiritualized forms were no match for hiht be troubleso on?" Garen hurried over and stared into the hole Suddenly, there was a horrible stench co from the hole He held his breath and frowned

He abruptly sensed weakness in the eight headed dragon totem, which seemed to be caused by the horrible stench

"What in the world is this?!" Garen was about to retreat when a force suddenly shoved him from behind