1213 Attainment 1 (2/2)

”You can join our Black Federation. We have the best technology to help you enhance your body. We have the best in service, finances, authority, beautiful ladies, whatever you want we have it! As long as you join us, coupled with the support from me and Battle Flag, you will definitely be the strongest Sword Master in history!!” Military Flag tried to convince Garen in turn.

His eyes flickered with a bright glow.

”What can you obtain from Slann? Even if you're number three at Vulture's, you wouldn't hold much authority in quota, right? But it's different in our Black Federation. You can have your private troops, private island, under the law of Slann, it is forbidden to traffic human but our Black Federation's unspoken rules, you can have up to four slaves of your own!”

Military Flag tempted.

”Think about it. We are the unrestrained, social world where the strongest survive!! You are best suited in Black Federation! Join us and you will get all that you imagined!”

He was soliciting Garen!

Garen smiled as he looked at him.

”Everything? If I want the Sacred Sigil, will you give it to me?”

”Sacred Sigil?” Military Flag was stunned. ”As long as you want it, we will do our best for you! As long as you join us, your power will grow stronger and even if you're not up to it, we will not take away the resources for your power gaining! Just say the word and you will be the Black Federation's number three and not just a measly number three in Vulture organization! Think about it, riches, power, beautiful women, as long as you want it, anything is possible!!”

Garen must admit, that Military Flag's offer and bargain was extremely tempting and he himself was starting to be moved by it.

Compared to Slann, Black Federation was all about the strength. The environment of survival of the fittest suited him. If it weren't because he has decided to leave this world to head to Lighthouse, he might even agree to it.

But it was a shame that...

”Unfortunately,” Garen shook his head, ”although it's very tempting, I... have no interest.”

He lurched forward and stomped onto Military Flag's forehead. Boom.

Red blood seeped through Military Flag's forehead, spewing out red and white liquid that looked like oil.

Without turning back, Garen strode to the direction of the Soul Energy Force. It was obvious that Black Federation was trying to delay time by sending a general like Military Flag. His last speech was probably a tactic in an attempt to save his life and delay time too.

These major characters have plenty up their sleeves with various trump cards emerging one after another. If not because Garen was prepared to leave this world, he may be convinced by Military Flag to rebel.

Glancing at the surrounding empty streets, Garen went forward in the direction of the Soul Energy Force.

As he made his way, sounds of windows closing came from both sides of the street. As Garen speed up passing several streets, crowds gradually emerged. Many did not know who he was. Some were discussing with passersby about the noise heard earlier while others were describing the happenings vividly.

Garen blended into the crowd and walked swiftly towards an alley by the street.

The moment he stepped in, sounds of swooshing laser beams could be heard.

Looking disheveled, Mind Reader was being chased by a man holding a laser welding machine. He skimmed out the exit opposite the alley.

Without wasting another second, Garen dashed out of the alley into another narrow lane. He saw that Mind Reader and his pursuer were reaching the end of the lane and about to make a turn.

Garen was about to chase after them when suddenly heavy footsteps came from behind him. A team of armed personnel caught up to him from the back alley.

Seeing Garen standing there, the men in black aimed their guns on him

”Don't move!!”

The words had not barely complete when Garen stomped his right foot on the ground.

Kaboom!!!

With a loud crash, the surface of the small lane turned and crumbled. A ripple of quake with Garen's right foot in the center had overturned front and back.

The soldiers shook from side to side in the continuous loud rumbles. The tremendous quake swept them off their feet and collided with one another. Majority of the soldiers with weaker vitality lost consciousness in a blink of an eye while a stronger minority held on from fainting.

Garen couldn't be bothered with these people and continued his chase.

”It's Sword Master Garen! Surround him!!”

A voice shouted from the side.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!

Muffled gun shots fired at Garen's side. Some of the bullets hit the wall beside him, leaving hole marks. Some hit him but were blocked effectively by his tough muscles.

Garen snorted coldly. He was not in his best mood given that he was ambushed the moment he charged out of the lane. He waved his arm on the wall and gripped ahold a large block of cement from it, before flinging it onto the soldiers who were lunging to him from the right side of the crossway.

The cement block flew at a high velocity, swooshing through countless people and hitting on the last wall surface. Instantaneously, more than ten people in the small alley lane were penetrated at the chest, no one life was spared.

The lane had fresh blood splattered all over, and smelled sweet and pungent as blood flow like a river from the bodies.

Garen did not bother to stay back and look and headed straight for Mind Reader.

More and more people were getting in his way. In the beginning, it was the men in black from Black Federation, thereafter were some local police and law enforcers. The police were quickly replaced by armed police and finally, soldiers in white appeared. Many of the soldiers had a pattern of a white crab imprinted on their chest.