194 Truth 2 (1/2)
Chapter 194: Truth 2
Garen stood on the same spot, his right arm reaching out over and over again in the direction of Sylphalan. However, they were all only catching air as Sylphalan skillfully evaded them.
”You planning to wear me out? But you have grossly miscalculated!” Garen smiled coldly. The strongest part of the Divine Statue Technique was in its ability to defend and heal. At the rate that Garen was healing, he could easily go on for dozens more hours.
Sylphalan took a backflip, and landed gracefully atop a lamp post.
”It’s like….” he mumbled under his breath while looking at Garen, his eyes revealing an inner mix of loss and struggle,”it’s really like…..”
”You can run pretty fast!” Garen was still now. He knew that if Sylphalan was not willing to fight him, he couldn’t force him into it either. At this point, both of them were tough characters that were near impossible to kill. Just like Duskdune Shura, even if one of them were to sustain heavy injuries, they could still confidently pull out. All masters of combat have a secret trick under their sleeves for the express purpose of escaping let alone that this was Sylphalan we were talking about.
”No…” Sylphalan seemed to think of something, his expression changed suddenly,”you’re not like older brother, you ended up on my path?” he suddenly started laughing like a madman,”Truly! Truly I am the only one who is right!”
”Only I am right!”
”Only me!’
Sylphalan suddenly pulled back his invisible aura, and did an elaborate backflip flying towards the buildings behind him. With each step pushing off a building after another, he sped off in lightning speed so fast that even Garen couldn’t make chase. With the blink of an eye, Sylphalan was gone, only the distant silhouette of his body hopping between building erratically visible.
Garen looked at Sylphalan from afar, feeling a little pissed off. For a moment he thought he had Sylphalan, but the next he was gone. While he had managed to acquire the Argent Mirror, this but only his secondary objective.
He raised his hand casually, the white gold Divine Statue melted into golden fog and disappeared. Compared to the Giant Mammoth, the Divine Statue was at least twice more powerful.
Afterall, the Divine Statue technique was based off the Golden Statue sect, which once stood toe to toe against the Crimson Sand Sword Gate at its peak.
Not far away, there was a rumble, and in the midst of a massive explosion a red shadow appeared. Boom! There were sounds of glass shattering as the red shadow dashed through a few buildings and escaped.
The King of Nightmares tried to make chase, but still lost Flamingo.
”Damnit! He ran away!”
At the same time, Andrela appeared with a bitter face and a broken sword.
”I almost didn’t make it, thank heavens that guy ran away.”
”Who knew that even with the three of us combined we still can’t match the Immortal Palace,” Stephen looked defeatist,”if only Palosa was here…”
”Stop overthinking,” Garen took a deep breath and tried to loosen up himself,”Palosa wasn’t here, the Immortal Palace also didn’t all show up. It’s too early to call the results. However all in all, we are definitely at a disadvantage against them.”
”This is so underwhelming!” The King of Nightmares started cleaning up his wounds, apparently in that short fight he had been stabbed by Flamingo in his chest once. From the looks of his face, it wasn’t a small wound.
Garen also now understood that if all of them were pit head to head, they were definitely still not a match against the Immortal Palace. If today had been their final fight, even if they managed to shave the Immortal Palace by one or two members, they would do so at a hefty price. Perhaps they might’ve even all died.
This newly formed troop was simply too weak.
”Masters of combat at this level all have their own tricks to stay alive. Defeating them is easy, but to kill them entirely is next to impossible unless they’re suicidal.” Andrela shook his head,”now we have the mirror, the Confederation is probably sending troops over now. We ought to leave.”
The other two nodded, and the three of them leaped together in an instance, disappearing into the distance as three shadows.
”We should retreat too.” the Old Woman clenched her teeth and bellowed as soon as Garen left. Julie helped the Old Lady up, and with the bodies of their dead comrades in hand, they disappeared into the shadows as well.
The remainder of people also started leaving.
At the corner of the hall, between the rubble of what used to be some pillars and statues, a man emerged from the dust looking horribly miserable.
With a body full of ash, and both arms visibly broken, it was the Bishop of the Argentists.
”I can’t believe that I, the great Bishop of the Argentists, would see the day where I had to act dead in order to survive!”
A few moments later, the Black Snake couple emerged as well.
”Aren’t we the same as well? Once we realized we couldn’t put up a fight we had to hide too!” the female Black Snake said,”if you’re so cocky, why don’t you bring the fight to them then!”
At this point, both sides had lost all intent on fighting each other after seeing what had transpired earlier. In retrospect, their abilities were just like how Flamingo put it: nothing but stronger ants.
”It’s just a stupid mirror, yet it attracted so many insane characters. Heck, even the Immortal Palace showed up!” the male Black Snake frowned as he studied the hall, seemingly in deep thought.
”What’s on your mind?” the female Black Snake looked at her man.
”No..nothing.”
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In an open field, not too far away from the hall.
Beside an abandoned dirt road, stopped a black truck.