Mystical Journey

"It’s rare to see Palace Master Garen in action. Skyharp, who do you think is stronger?" Lightless touched her chin and asked.

"Hard to say. Among the experts of the Central Region, if leaving aside the of use any Heirlooms, he should be slightly weaker. So I guess Blizzard is slightly stronger. As powerful as Palace Master Garen is, he is still very young and lacks in experience." Skyharp said slowly.

"Indeed, relying on his exterior power would be insufficient. These folks from the Snowy Mountains are indeed very strong." Lightless agreed and nodded.

Mid-conversation, the two men on in arena engaged in battle.

With a single wave of his hand by Blizzard, a circle of white ice diamonds appeared next to him and revolved around his person.

Blizzard roared, and a suit of ice armor instantly formed around him.

The armor got thicker and thicker, amplifying his height as it went.

From over a meter, he quickly became two meters, three, four, five meters!!

After he is done, Blizzard himself couldn’t be seen. Instead, an ice golem towering at five meters stood in front of Garen.

The ring of rapidly rotating ice diamonds had also slowly dissipated. What was left was a crystal white ice golem on the arena.

"My Extreme Ice Technique has a total of three levels, this is my first, Palace Master, you have to be careful." Blizzard who was within the golem snickered, the blurry face of the golem also forcefully smiled.

Before he was finished speaking, the golem lifted his fist and has hammered towards Garen.

The white golem’s fist was about a meter wide, on it were dense spikes of intimidating ice diamonds. Oddly though, before the punch connected, a white ice mist swiftly spread itself across the arena, covering the entire area.

The two spectators nearby frowned.

"Blizzard’s Extreme Ice Technique is not a simple brute force technique." Skyharp said slowly.

"Indeed." Lightless nodded, " the ice breeze can affect the environment without notice, and I think it can affect the opponent’s agility. This technique is somewhat troublesome, but we can easily handle them."

On the arena.

Garen’s face remained unfazed. He intended to put Totem’s Light after combination to the test.

Against this punch, he’d rather not move, and he extended his left arm to face the punch. His palm carried no momentum.

Form 4 was already the pinnacle of a regular Totem user; they had completely discovered the totem’s abilities and potential, so there will be no openings during its usage. Uniform in movement, and extremely powerful.

Every Form 4 has completely unleashed their core totem’s power to the maximum, and should not be taken lightly.

Bam!!

Both people took a step back, Garen’s brows twitched, even though his power is slightly stronger than his opponent, the totem’s light on his body already showed signs of collapsing.

"Too weak." He can’t help but sigh, Nine-Headed Dragon Totem’s Light was so fragile in front of the experts of the same level. The opponent hadn’t even unleashed half of his full power, but the totem’s light was already at its limit..

Blizzard seemed to realize Garen’s situation too. He laughed, and then rushed over again. He put his hands together and then separate them.

Suddenly, a white ice ring was shot towards Garen. At the same time, his entire body jumped up high.

"Extreme Ice Explosion!"

Blizzard roared, and intend to crush Garen along with the golem.

Looking at the incoming golem, Garen lifted his head slightly, and his mark on the forehead lit up.

Suddenly, he took two steps backward, and raised his right leg in a single stroke.

His legs turned into a whip-like afterimage, and a loud sound of thunderous explosions was heard. It was the ice ring being destroyed, directing towards the golem midair.

Bam Bam Bam Bam!!!

The impacts rang like pellets of rain.

Countless ice shards were scattered across the arena, blocking their lines of sight. The spectators were unable to see what was going on.

Somewhere in the meantime, Garen walked to the sides of the arena with his hands in his pockets, as though he hadn’t done anything at all.

If it were a comparison of totem strength, he would naturally be unable to compete on a level field, as Blizzard’s totem was no ordinary totem, but if it was martial arts, even ten Blizzards wouldn’t be his equal.

With his level equal to King of the Century, his understanding towards Secret Techniques and strong combat prowess, he was beyond the league of this world.

Jii!

An icicle shot out from the cloud of ice, like a white lightning. Garen happened to moved his head and evaded it easily.

Following it closely, was a second, third, more and more icicles. The salvo was dense, much like a school of flying fish. It curved its trajectory and surrounded Garen.

Garen relaxedly pressed his chest in with his hand. The Flash Screen extended out into an invisible hemisphere around him.

With a loud thump, all the icicle concentrated at one point and violently shot towards the screen.

The hemisphere flash screen stayed completely unaffected.

"Huh?" Blizzard’s surprise could be heard from the other side of the arena. He was so surprised to see Garen still standing in his original position, with his Icicle Rain being one of the pride and joys of his repertoire. These icicles have a level of automation and carried the Blue-eyed Cold poison, which could continuously corrode the opponent’s Totem’s light. He never expected that his opponent could take on these techniques without any damage.

"Again!" He roared. The ice golem enveloping him expanded once again, growing even larger than before.

After Garen blocked the icicles with the screen, he wanted to speak, but realized something, and was slightly surprised as he looked at the southeastern sky.

Just as he spaced out, Blizzard had a gleam in his eyes, he viciously swung out another punch. A violent cold breeze rushed outwards to his surroundings, and the entire arena was almost covered in a layer of thick ice.

The large fist almost instantaneously reached Garen. The large amount of power brought forth terrifying, explosive energy, making this punch viciously quick.

At the same time, thick layers of ice crystals began forming on Garen’s feet, spreading upwards around his legs, immobilizing them.

"I refuse to believe that I cannot move you!" Blizzard got excited, all the power in him have been unleashed without reserve.

"Huh?"

Garen seemed to only just realize the attacks in front of him

He raised a lazy hand towards blizzard.

Bam!!!

The entire arena shook violently.

Blizzard’s fist was stopped in front of Garen. It with a distance of no more than half a meter, but it felt like heavens apart.

His entire body turned blood red and fell into a status of unbalanced vigor. His energy previously was released violently causing the imbalance. Now he could only quickly recover and recalibrate his vigor.

"Black Water True Technique. Whiplash!!"

With a twist of his body, and a right kick, suddenly clouds of water vapor condensed on his right leg, accumulating rapidly, becoming a water pillar several meters thick and tens of meters long in just half a second.

The large water pillar was like an extension of Garen’s leg and was launched towards Blizzard in an instant.

Bam!!!

The splash from the attack scattered, and Blizzard was sent flying from this kick, having been lodged into a palace wall nearby. The entire courtyard vibrated slightly.

Garen’s sweep was like a giant axe. The one hit brought with it a pillar of water. From a seemingly unimpressive side kick, water quickly condensed as his leg was swinging, accumulating into something bigger and longer!

In an instant, it became over ten meters long!

The two spectators stood unblinking, their jaws slightly ajar. A stunned expression was on their faces, gawping at this form of strong, and impossibly accurate control. This was no longer a battle, but instead was an art form worthy of fascination.

Only unleashing such explosive energy at one key point, meanwhile presenting no threat during peacetime, almost like he was an ordinary man.

Cough cough…

More than half of the layers upon layers of defensive tactics that were placed on the walls had also been obliterated.

Blizzard removed himself from the dent in the wall he was in, thoroughly wet, with a terrible-looking face, and couldn’t stop coughing.

"As expected of Palace Master Garen!! How could I have not thought of this move? Such control! This level of control….!!" He couldn’t care less about his looks, with lit eyes, naught a care in the world about his image.

"I’m sorry, I got carried away and dealt a heavy hand." A hint of guilt was heard in Garen’s tone. He had also completed the necessary objectives.

Even though Blizzard hadn’t unleashed his full power, Garen had only used about 10%.

Blizzard’s power should be below Ivycius’ power from before, but stronger than Anjiad. Compared to the rest, he should be the strongest out of the sex elders.

Garen thought to himself. His usual powers, combined with the Black Water True Technique and Ten Thousand Mammoth Battle Skills he should be able to suppress Blizzard, but there wouldn’t be many stronger than him.

However, if he used the Troll Grip’s ring, he should be able to end the battle in one minute. There would be consequences; perhaps heavy injury, or even the loss of life.

If he used the heirloom’s Flash Screen, he would be able to end the battle unharmed.

Black Water True Technique could control all liquids in a certain radius, but due to the barrier of totem’s light, its effect wasn’t great, and could only be used as a distraction.

Just like that, after distracting the opponent, he used the opening to slam the opponent off the arena.

Black Water True Technique’s real selling point was that it could condense water literally out of thin air, but it would depend on the surrounding humidity. Plus, it may look strong during the condensation process, but its actual damage is very little. After all, it was not dense, and water is soft in nature.

Overall, this technique is not considered strong at all

At this point, a reddish-purple light was emanating in the sky faraway in the southeast direction.

Garen looked towards that direction again.

"That’s…."

Jii!!

A white light was shot from the reddish purple light. And it soared through the sky of the entire kingdom.

Island Master Lightless gave a cold sigh, as she extended her arms and grabbed.

Countless clouds and smoke became a large hand, and tightly gripped onto the white light. In an instant, the white light broke through. Lightless were no longer able to catch it, and let out a sound of confusion.

"Let me do it!" Skyharp’s fingers immediately drew out a tactics symbol, and in that instant where the symbol was completed, a purple light flashed. The white light midair was finally blocked, falling straight onto Skyharp’s hands.

"This is?!!" Skyharp saw the main body of the white light and bulged her eyes.

"Alice’s Mirrorstone"! Garen spoke without restraint.

This is a dispatched item for Angels of the Night currently out on a mission, which was a tool used to request for reinforcements. However, this item’s trajectory power is so strong two people were required to stop it.

In the regions protected by the Kingdom, there were many abandoned mines waiting to be distributed, Garen had the Angels of the Night take charge of the Black Swamp Palace, to ensure everyone’s benefits.

In just a few days, this Form 4, at her peak, actually sent out a reinforcement signal?

"Looks like that reddish-purple light spells problems," Skyharp said, "There may have some sort of precious minerals appearing, and Angel alone cannot control the situation."

"Let me take the trip" Lightless proactively suggested.

"I’ll go with you." Skyharp also said.

Angel’s mining area primarily produced black gold crystals. Now that there’s a pillar of reddish purple light…" Garen had a guess. "For this to happen, there can only be one reason."

Blizzard approached at this point, all three of them looked at Garen and awaited his answer.

"Glittering Water." Garen closed his eyes, " It’s definitely the appearance of Glittering Water!"

"Go… all three of you, the Glittering Water has to be ours, and only rightfully so. Anyone who interrupts, kill them all."

Even though the three other people do not know what Glittering Water is, judging from Garen’s vicious tone, they realized the severity of the issue.

The three took his orders, each releasing a giant black bird, rushing southeastward with incredible haste.

Garen, who was standing in his original position, rubbed his forehead for a period; the veins on his skin showed, as though he was enduring some unbearable pain.