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"What kind of ability is this?" Garen retreated more than ten steps. After he could finally stand still, his forehead was covered with a layer of sweat.

He could feel like there was a small hand disturbing his abnormally stable state of mind.

"Take a guess?" Flower God laughed adorably as she saw Garen tremor.

"Good good good! Good plan from the Cthulhu King!" Garen instantly turned. With a few somersaults, he quickly disappeared into the forest underneath the protection of the black poisonous gas.

Flower God stood still on the ground. Her eyes were wandering as if she were reminiscing something.

Swoosh!!

A black blur instantly soared pass the sky above the bamboo forest. As the black wind blew by, large amounts of bamboo leaves fell to the ground. Even the bamboo poles were shaken.

As the black wind landed on the ground, a human figure instantly appeared.

Garen’s expression remained still but there was a flash of hatred in his eyes.

"No wonder Flower God dared to track me alone. The feeling just now was a mental ability!"

He carefully thought for a moment. It was indeed a mental ability.

Normally, this ability wouldn’t have much effect, but it was a special period now. His state of mind cannot be shaken. Once it was shaken by the ability, it wouldn’t mean much to a normal person, but all his efforts for the fusion would be wasted.

The Cthulhu King must have seen this. Hence, he sent Flower God to pursue him alone. The other Cthulhus must also have been caught up with other matters. If not, it wouldn’t be just one Cthulhu in pursuit of him.

After Garen realized this, he instantly fled. Although the Flower God’s mental ability wasn’t destructive, now was a period where it could be lethal. Furthermore, the Cthulhu King had given him some unknown secret tricks. In this situation, it was foolish to be aggressive.

As for his reputation, Garen naturally will not be affected by all these. His actions only needed to be tactically sound.

He took out a water bottle from his pouch bag and drank from it.

"If it were me before my death in the previous world, maybe I would battle him head on to protect my pride. But now...." Garen felt nostalgic. As he thought of the previous world, he remembered his sister Ying Er, Andrela, King of Nightmares and his old friends. He also remembered Sylphalan, who eventually fell into lava.

"Lord Garen...." A charming girl’s moan came from afar. She was complaining, as if a beauty was asking her lover to change his heart.

"Lord....Do not run away from Little Flower alright?"

Pu!

Clear water almost blurted out from his mouth.

Garen was already affected by the mental ability. His reflexes were already slightly slower. But the final two words, Little Flower, left him completely speechless. His whole body trembled.

Maybe the people of this world did not relate it to something bad, but he who came from earth had deep negative impression towards the name "Little Flower".

In that instant, the effect of the mental ability greatly reduced.

Garen’s eyes became clear and turned back to look at the bamboo forest. He saw Flower God heading over here through the bamboo forest.

Without hesitation, he activated the black cloud and fled into the distance.

As the two of them were running around, Garen seemed to be secretly bringing the Flower God in a loop.

He had subtly realized that his state of fusion was stabilizing under the Flower God’s abilities. It seemed harder and harder to be shaken.

Realizing the benefits, he would rather bring Flower God on a wild goose chase in the bamboo forest. At times, Garen even had to slow down to wait for him.

Flower God seemed to sense that his ability wasn’t working well. He kept quiet and chased Garen with all his might. However, once Garen stopped, he wouldn’t voluntarily go closer as well, but merely tailed him from afar. From time to time, Garen could see his sad eyes through the gaps of the bamboo forest.

It took a full, five days.

On the sixth day, Garen was still bringing Flower God in circles.

Suddenly, a red string shot out from the back of the bamboo forest.

As the sharp red string flew towards Garen, it abruptly slowed down, becoming a thin line. It lightly surrounded Garen and landed on the ground before him.

Garen didn’t know where it came from. Flower God’s aura was still two kilometers away.

He frowned as he picked it up. The red string was a little thick. Surprisingly, there was a white piece of paper within.

He tore open the string to retrieve the paper. On the water was a clear line of words.’

"Angokhan Village, Twelfth wooden hut - Hannet."

Garen surveyed the surroundings. There wasn’t even a shadow, nor was there a sign of any totem.

"He is indeed the last Thunder God, God of Taboos. Even this stealth technique is already extraordinary." He knew that the messenger was either Hannet himself or his kin.

With such a stealth technique, no wonder the Cthulhu King could not capture him after such a long period of time.

"Lord Garen." Flower God’s girly voice came from behind again.

This time, Garen set crossed-legged on the ground and waited quietly for the other party to arrive.

Very quickly with a red flash, Flower God gently dropped from the sky. He still held the red umbrella in his hand. The tight red dress clearly revealed her sexy figure. His skin was white as snow, while he was as pretty as a flower.

If Garen’s didn’t have a deep first impression of that squared-face, burly man, most likely he would have thought that the other party was a true beauty.

Unfortunately, after these few days, he already figured out the background of Flower God.

This guy’s true self was that burly man in women’s clothes. However, the beautiful girl was his totem. He relied on his strange talent to combine himself and the totem into one.

Complete fusion before reaching fifth form did give him strong power, but also his strange state. Normally, he would look like the burly man. Once he used his totem’s ability, he would transform into the beauty.

Flower God constantly changed between two extremes, extreme inferiority and extreme narcissism. Finally, he had come to this strange, this crazy persona.

"You’ve finally stopped running?" Flower God looked grim with resentment. "My company for so many days couldn’t cheer you up?"

Garen twitched his lips. Flower God really liked to create a flirty environment. Unfortunately, once he thought of the squared-face guy in female dressing, his mood would instantly turn sour. This became his biggest counter towards the mental ability.

"What did the Cthulhu King want you to say to me?" Garen steadied his emotions and slowly opened his mouth.

Flower God was surprised, as if he did not expect Garen’s movement.

"Well, nothing, actually. So you can die now."

Before his words could finish, Bang!! A fair-skinned palm appeared before Flower God.

The palm’s five blood-red fingers formed a claw, like a dragon opening its mouth.

Roar!

Dragon roars loomed. With this, Garen activated the Black Water True Technique with all his might, using the full power of the five fused dragon heads. He aimed his full power at the Flower God’s eyes.

Not even a normal fifth form would dare take him head on, what more a peak fourth form.

For the past few days, Garen relied on Flower God’s ability to reduce his chances of being affected during the fusion period. Now, he could finally use his full-strength.

The Flower God let out a cry. With a bang, he disintegrated into countless flower metals, trying to escape from the claw.

The flower petals quickly regathered in the bamboo forest in the distance. As they were about to form a human, a black light flashed by.

Garen’s figure stood beside the flower petals with a calm gaze. He slowly retrieved his hand.

He thrusted his right arm into the middle of the flower petals. The Black Water True Technique was as fierce as the sea. With the new power from the fusion, he used a tremor-style technique. Within a split second, large amounts of flower petals were separated.

The large amounts of flower petals again flew to another spot, trying to form a human figure. With a flash of black light, the petals who had just gathered were separated by Garen again.

Being in an elemental state without being able to regain his physical form, Flower God started to panic. His strange ability allowed him teleport to any place with flower petals. However, forming a human figure needed time. In his elemental state, he couldn’t teleport far away, but only within a small radius. Regretfully, Garen’s speed in a small radius was equal to teleportation.

Everytime Flower God tried to form a human figure, the petals would be separated by Garen. After each separation, the gathering power would weaken a little. In his elemental state, every second required large amounts of totem light. Flower God got more and more anxious.

Bang!

With a punch, Garen separated a bunch of pink flower petals. The broken flower petals flew everywhere. This time, different from the ten previous times, Flower God did not stand up.

He completely became flower petals and slowly disappeared on the spot.

"Unfortunately Cthulhus are immortal. If the origins remain intact, there is no way to completely destroy the opponent." Garen shook his head in pity.

By using the Flower God’s mental ability to train himself, he had wasted quite a lot of time. As his body stabilized, the fusion with the dragon heads also became faster than previously expected. The training obviously had a stimulating effect on the fusion process.

After the five heads, most of Garen’s power had already moved to the Black Water True Technique. His body gradually developed an integration between totem light and blood flow. Together with Flash Screen supporting it fully, a normal fifth form totally had no chance to pierce his defense and injure him. However, Flower God’s mental ability went around this and directly affected his mind. This caused Garen initiate his retreat.

"Lord Garen is so charming even when killing someone...Truly, you’re the man that caught my eye." Flower God’s soft voice came from the air. "I’ll come look for you again."

Garen had goosebumps. He headed for the village he remembered in his memory.

Before he came to Daniela, he memorized the map around the Ancestral God Grounds. He wasted practically no effort finding this village.

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Angokhan Village

A small village on the outer borders of the Ancestral God Grounds

There weren’t many villagers in the village. The chief was a Cthulhuism Society caretaker who, every Sunday, would have people to teach the kids. While Hannet’s cover was the combat instructor to these kids.

He was a retired Daniela soldier who knew a few decent combat techniques.

The whole village was a simple village built with white wood. There was a sharp fence surrounding it. On the outer regions, there were some villagers who reared cows and goats. These mutated goats had fat bodies, and from time to time they would bow their heads to eat the mutated grass.

"Net, going to teach the kids again?"

"Net, you don’t look good recently. Do you want to go to Linla’s to have it checked?"

"Uncle Net. Do you still have more of these handmade sacks?"

As Hannet came back from the temple, the villagers around greeted him warmly.

He was dressed in a brown, sackcloth shirt. On his face was a warm smile. He wore a black leather hat on his head, completely covering his hair.

He returned to his small hut.

In the hut, the middle-aged man was squatting in front of a wooden basin, using a knife to cut some wood. As he heard him entering, the middle-aged man turned back to look at him.

"Beckstone and the rest have found Elin. They are rushing her over here. Since they look raw, they should be able to find an opportunity to go near the Ancestral God Pillar."

"It is not so simplistic." Hannet sat on the ground opposite the man. "Both the King of Daniela and the Cthulhuism Society will not allow me to absorb the power of the Ancestral God Pillar. If it wasn’t for the accident last time, I don’t think I could have successfully left the Ancestral God Grounds."

"To handle Thunder God and the Cthulhuism Society, maybe we can ask for outside help." There was a flash in the middle-aged man’s eyes. "I just went to look for that elite from Kovitan."

Hannets pupils shrunk.

"You’re crazy! That guy is a murderer, fierce and cruel. What if he turns his back on us...."

"To take on the Cthulhuism Society and get back the power that Havana stole, we can’t do it on our own." The middle-aged man calmly whispered. "At the Ancestral God Grounds, he helped you once. He must have had certain intentions."