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Chapter 450: Seed 2
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ding
Garen placed the forceps back into the glass bottle gently
He looked at the oval-shaped silver pauldron in front of hihtly
He picked up a piece of white cloth froently wiped some stains off the surface of the pauldron
"There are some defects apparently…" He furrowed his eyebrows and murmured softly "The roots of the Green Vine Sphere can only support fifty-three divisions of Zibane Power It can only forge fifty-three sets of weapons or armor to be made into Totems No wonder… No wonder there were only two hundred Black Fire Guards This was also the best result that could be obtained when Avic integrated his cutting-edge technology carefully Nearly four tihtenup their control wouldtwo hundred sets of Black Fire arrant noreniuses with strong wills and strong bodies would be able to truly activate the Black Fire Armor"
Garen picked up the pauldron in front of him, and illuan to light up on it, showing the characteristics of Zibane Power after its activation
"Zibane Power requires strong to reach activation; the stronger the will, the greater the power that can be controlled, allowing Zibane’s activation to beco its infectiousness as well This beneficial cycle made it like a seed, the er its main body and arave up on this potential, and used the absolute loyalty of the corpse-like Black Fire Guards instead But this kind of poas ultimately too small" Garen shook his head "If those ills received the armor, they would be sed by the Zibane Power in the end, turning into the living dead They would lose their whole personality This thing seean to think about ways to solve this danger, and after soht of more than ten plans, but still had no clue Vanderman had researched this level for many years, but had yet to find a conclusion The people in the Royal Alliance had no conclusions either, thus it was natural for him to not be able to even touch the sidelines when he orking alone
"No ain power, one e" Garen exhaled
To gain two hundred sets of heavy Black Fire armor would mean that two hundred people would have to be chosen as the carriers of the heavy black ar oneself
In other words, Garen would not be able to ultiht to recover the Zibane Power, but if soree, even if the strength was recovered, his poould still remain The physical characteristics that were altered by Zibane would not change
It th was recovered, it would still remain
This way, his control of his subordinates would not be as tight any that he wanted was power, and strength that was sufficient enough Whether or not he could grasp it, depended on his own abilities
Bang bang bang
Suddenly, a series of rhythht
"What’s the htly iroup of people… They’re carrying a heavily injured wo that they’re your old friends," said the servant girl in a loud but shivering voice
"Old friends?" Garen closed his eyes and converged his thoughts He pulled the curtains on the right closed
He walked towards the doorway and opened the irl with shivering legs, she was extremely pale, and did not dare to raise her head It was obvious that this girl had just entered the palace, and did not seem older than eleven or twelve years old
Garen opened the door and eyed the girl carefully He was about to speak
"Don’t… Don’t eat htened to the point where she sat on the floor "Palace Master… I beg you, I rong! I’ve learnt ain!!"
Garen’s had a blank expression on his face, he was irl at the Black Fire Palace, and when the tihtened her to this degree He assuaze was actually hi on which part of her flesh he would like to devour first
This girl see bullied, and would frantically ads before the situation cleared up
"Damn, those rumors will be the death of me!" he cursed softly
"Take irl instantly
The little girl got up from the floor quickly and ran inside the palace with Garen while her whole body was still shivering
Garen followed closely behind her silently
At the side of the Black Fire Palace hall, the girl dragged Garen behind her, before disappearing in a puff of smoke as she ran
Garen was not the only one as speechless, as the people in the palace hall were speechless as well
There were a boy and girl in black clothes, who both had white leopard heads printed on the ar boy and girl, and beside the on a silanced over, and was suddenly startled
"Angel?!"
He recognized the woitive he had iven hidom or Trejons territory
"How has she become like this?!" Garen walked over frantically and knelt beside the stretcher, before checking Angel’s condition carefully
This allowed the group of people to let out a sigh of relief suddenly, while their initially frightened faces also began to look much better
"So it’s true that the Palace Master knows Teacher!" said the youngboy, as he stepped forward immediately "We’re froel is our teacher I’reen mustache, he had short brown hair, and he could be no older than eighteen years old, but his face had a certain childlike perseverance and paleness It seemed like he had lost a lot of blood as well Currently, the boy was looking at Garen frantically
"I’irl as standing on the side had a red ponytail, and was crying terribly, and could not help but plead Garen "We’ve thought of everything, and tried all kinds of medicine! All of the hospitals said that there was no cure"
"Stop crying! How can I save her if you don’t tell me the whole situation?!" Garen looked towards the boy, Gracie, who appeared much calmer "You, tell me!"