Mystical Journey

Boom!! Bang!!

A series of explosions burst around Garen but none of it accurately hit his position.

The ground was destroyed beyond recognition and the bullets left rows and rows of bullet holes on the wall. The smokes and flames lit up more than half of the villa and most of the villa was engulfed in a sea of flames.

Yet strangely, the red flames did not cause any disturbance to the surroundings. The surroundings were quiet and the residents of the suburban did not have any sort of reaction.

Garen walked into the barrage of bullets. From time to time, there were balls of fire exploding in the places he'd walked through.

"I blew him up! Hahaha!!"

"I hit his right arm, avoid him, he went towards Jack's directions!"

"Ready for melee! Support cover!"

One by one, men dressed in black came out of their hiding places and charged towards the empty air near Garen. As though performing for some sort of martial arts film, they punched and kicked and sometimes took out knives and guns to shoot a few times.

Garen slowly walked beside them and poked their shoulders.

Peng!

The upper body of one person burst open and blood scattered around.

This was the power of Fantasy Fist.

Garen sighed. Facing these elites who had never encountered this kind of fist techniques, Fantasy Fist easily deceived their perception and allowed them to see a completely different vision.

In this illusion, these so-called White Phoenix elites were as fragile as babies.

Peng peng peng!!

With the sound of gunshots, the dark figures were shooting at each other and very soon the frequency of the sounds was getting lower and eventually, there were no more sounds.

Garen walked towards the back of the villa along the wall and stopped suddenly.

Hong!

The right wall with the thickness of half-a-meter was pierced through by his hand and it seized the neck of a White Phoenix man on the other side.

With a kacha sound, this man's struggling hands and feet immediately went limp.

Throwing away the corpse, Garen walked through this hole that was made by him and smashed the wall once more to enlarge the hole.

He was totally a monster right now. His combat power was terrifying and with the potential points, any kind of injuries could be healed. He had speed as fast as lightning, godly fist techniques and his body had a 7 points defense which a common knife might not even scratch.

A random punch could muster a few tons of impact. If he went all out, coupled with his speed, he could create several hundred tons of impact and could even go as high as a thousand tons. If he added Seven Star Life's Secret Point….

With immense strength and a strong outburst, that was how Nadia's projection in the distance had been destroyed. With an average of seven points in his physical fitness, after opening the fourth star, he reached the limit of the body which was the genetic limit in this life. An average of thirty points was the limit of the body and it was unable to get any higher.

The limit of power and speed coupled with a strong physique, Nadia's projection was easily destroyed by Garen.

At this point, the numbers in strength no longer had any meaning. For Garen, the measurement of strength in tons had no value, it was simply just numbers.

The hundreds of tons of power that Nadia's projection had, that was her projection's limit but it was nowhere near Garen's limit when he had opened his fourth star. She failed because she was unable to measure the momentary change in Garen's power but Garen knew that even as the distance between him and Nadia shrunk, she still had her Eighty One Life Talent. Furthermore, due to the limit in his soul, he could only reach the genetic limit of thirty points and could not proceed.

The Seven Star Life's Secret Point was a secret method that could enhance the physical fitness for a short amount of time and cause an outburst in the form of body's potential, but this secret method could not forcibly exceed the limit of what the body and soul could endure.

The limit for an average person was just two or three points but Garen was different and his limit was ten times the average person. With the help of the Soul Seed, his body and soul's limit were thirty points but not even he could surpass this limit.

Going into the hole, Garen's mind was full of thoughts while he searched for remnants of the White Phoenix attackers.

Suddenly, a black knife flew from his right side, brushing the edge of Garen's mask and stabbed soundlessly into the wall on his left side, like piercing into tofu.

Holding the black knife was a petite girl in a black bodysuit. Her shoulders were covered with two metal plates and around her waist was a black metallic belt.

Seeing that her attack had failed, the girl did a series of dodging actions and rolled away from Garen before she realized that Garen was still standing there, unmoving.

The girl armed with the black knife did a half-squat and looked unusually nervous. She was covered in cold sweat. After seeing her teammates died a bizarre death one by one, she finally realized that what she saw might not necessarily be true.

In her vision before, she saw her teammates hiding at the original ambush point but when she went over to greet them, they were motionless and unresponsive.

In the villa, except for the sound of the flames burning, everything else was silent.

Her vision was showing her that the one standing in front of her was not someone else but the deputy that was fighting the enemy at the very beginning, the affable young man that everyone was very familiar with.

Her body trembled involuntarily.

She gritted her teeth and hid in a darker corner. A teammate was also lying in the ambush point beside her, aiming a gun at the enemy.

"Jack!" She patted her teammate on the shoulder lightly.

The teammate did not respond. His gun's muzzle was still aimed at the same point with the same posture as though he was a sculpture.

The girl suppressed the chill in her heart, knowing that this was another ‘dead man'.

She came here with more than ten teammates but now she had encountered a lot of ‘dead people'. They were all unresponsive. They were all very active in the beginning but now they were all completely silent.

As long as it was the place that deputy walked past, all of her active teammates would become totally silent.

"Illusion…it was all an illusion!" As though she had understood something, she quickly took out a monocle like a nervous cheetah, from her waist.

The light blue lens on the monocle flashed and showed her some data and then went back to normal.

A horrifying sight suddenly appeared.

What she saw on the lens was completely different from what she saw with her other eye!

She was not hiding at the ambush point right now. She was squatting beside the corpse of one of her teammates, her body was stained with blood and in front of her…

In front of her was not the deputy she knew, it was that man. That man called King of the Night Hawk!!

"What a poor little kitty…" The man looked at her with a compassionate expression.

At the same time, she heard the voice of the deputy overlapping with that man's voice.

The girl's expression fell.

She looked around with her monocle and found the body of another teammate at the staircase.

The lens showed the body being licked by flame. There was the burning smell of flesh.

And in her other eye's sight, she saw her teammate smiling and waving at her, looking as though he was calling for her to come over.

A chill shuddered through her, from her heart to her scalp. The girl fell on her bottom.

This was something that she had encountered for the first time. Just which was an illusion and which was real…

"Real sleep is pathetic…" Garen raised his hands and clapped lightly.

Pa!

Fantasy Fist's horrifying effect dissipated.

He did not expect that with the support from his Soul Seed, Fantasy Fist would become so potent that the elites from White Phoenix would fall into the illusion at the first moment they saw him.

No, it was not simply an illusion.

Garen narrowed his eyes and stared at the petite girl in the black bodysuit. He had lifted the fist technique but there was still no light in her eyes.

He saw something unusual in her eyes.

Dang!

The girl's black knife fell to the ground and made a clear sound.

"No!!!" She screamed as though she was looking at something terrifying.

‘Watch out on the right!' Black Sethe's suddenly came.

Garen dodged to the side and made a punch to his right side.

Boom!! Dang!!

He did know how he got to the wall's side. This punch of his hit right on the knife that had penetrated the wall.

However, Garen's body was so strong that the knife broke.

He retracted his fist, feeling something strange spreading in his heart.

"This is not my fist technique…"

‘It's an Invisible Creature!' Black Sethe warned, ‘Careful…Void Creatures are just one of the many categories of Invisible Creatures and Invisible Creatures are just what we collectively called the creatures of the unknown world.'

‘Just now, you were moved here and the back of your fist was directed towards the knife. If you were a normal human, you would be finished!'

Garen narrowed his eyes and raised his right fist. He saw a little white spot on his fist. It was a mark left behind when he hit the knife with his strength.

He turned his head and saw that girl had fainted on the ground.

‘That girl's body seemed to have some problems. Her mind seems to have been damaged by your Fantasy Fist and it activated some kind of sense. You'd better study her for a bit.' Black Sethe said.

Boom!

A burning pillar fell on his head.

Garen smashed it to bits with a punch. The embers scattered around but he was totally unhurt.

"Hmph!" Garen snorted. He walked to the girl's side and lifted her with one hand. His body flashed as he rushed out through the hole and disappeared from the villa.

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In a countryside town in Europe.

"Give me two catties of bananas, wrap them up for me."

On a street alley, a young man stood in front of a fruit stall buying bananas. He wore a mask and his body was coated in dust, looking like a traveler that had crossed a long distance to get here.

The lady seller gave him two catties of bananas wrapped in a black plastic bag.

At the moment she passed over the plastic bag, the lady seller appeared to have noticed some red spots inside the collar of the man's shirt. She seemed to have sniffed out an odor of rust and some other fishy smells mixed together.

She could not guess what smell it was at that moment.

"Thanks." The man said. On such a hot day, he was wrapped tightly in a dirty grey windbreaker that seemed to have never been washed.

Taking the bananas and handing over the money, he looked to his left and right and walked into another alley.

Taking the bananas from the bag, he peeled one of them and ate it while walking.

Turning around a corner and passing by a garbage bin.

Silently, an iron ax was raised behind him.

Pa!