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Chapter 1019 - 1019 519 Heart of the Overlord Fist (4000)_2

Chapter 1019: 519 Heart of the Overlord Fist (4000)_2 Chapter 1019: 519 Heart of the Overlord Fist (4000)_2 The chapter on the Magic Puppet Secret Martial Art was almost complete, still lacking 5.3%. But the more he cultivated, the harder it was to improve. It required high-quality life vibration energy to fill it, preferably Ultimate Disaster Spirit Level life vibration energy.

During the recent battle, Casio had personally killed the Great Lava Wizard of the Totem Temple and shattered the Sun Totem bestowed by the Totem King. Like the previous Evil Corpse Totem, the Sun Totem was also a disaster spirit-level dark creature, with a strength comparable to that of an Ultimate Fighter Realm.

Casio, of course, did not let it go and resolutely absorbed its life vibration energy. If not, even if the Sun Totem was damaged, it wouldn’t disintegrate upon falling into the volcanic magma. It collapsed because Casio had absorbed its essence. The Sun Totem could no longer maintain its existence.

“I wonder how much this Ultimate Disaster Spirit Level totem can improve?”

With this thought flashing through his mind, he decisively used it. Except for some special cases, Casio liked to use whatever he got immediately. By enhancing his strength sooner, he gained more powerful forces earlier. Any sudden incidents or unexpected accidents would be handled much more calmly.

Ding! A portion of Ultimate Disaster Spirit Level life vibration energy shattered.

Suddenly, a flame-like intense heat swept through every corner of Casio’s body, his skin pores seemed to spout magma, emitting an endless warmth. A scorching magnetic field rippled out.

It enveloped the surrounding ground, gradually roasting the mud and rocks.

He could feel incessant pain throughout his body, but his current physique was much stronger than before, fully capable of withstanding it. Casio stood still, allowing the flames to roast his spirit, making it more and more condensed. The strength and quantity of his spirit were slowly improving.

The pace was neither fast nor slow, but exceptionally firm.

Due to the strength of this magical puppet body, the enhancement process that originally required a long time soon came to an end. Casio abruptly opened his eyes.

With a breath in, whoosh!!!

Mid-air, there were streaks of translucent white airflow gathering like a reverse suction tornado, forming a spiral funnel. From afar, it appeared as though a pale white waterfall was descending from the sky, swallowed up by Casio alone. The contrast between vastness and insignificance was striking.

Phew…

He slowly exhaled a breath of white air, his gaze shifting to the upper right corner.

The Cultivation Stat Bar displayed:

“Magic Puppet Secret Martial Art: Qi Chapter 94.7% (three layers)” →

“Magic Puppet Secret Martial Art: Qi Chapter 96.8% (three layers)”

This increased the progress of the technique by 2.1%, which was quite good. After all, once the Qi Chapter of the Magic Puppet Secret Martial Art reached ninety percent, progress became extremely difficult to advance. Each percent needed a vast amount to fill.

The remaining 3.2% of progress would probably require at least two Ultimate Disaster Spirit Level dark creatures. Or perhaps, more residual power from ultimate dark entities.

Once the Qi Chapter reached one hundred percent, the only obstacle that might prevent Casio from completely stepping into the Tyrant Fist Realm would likely be the acupuncture points of the South Dou Red Vulture Fist.

Considering this, his responsibilities were significant, yet the path was not far off.

Slowly gathering his thoughts, Casio snapped back to reality.

He looked down at the large pit on his left—Magic Phoenix Saint Fist, lying inside like a dead dog, his trench coat thoroughly soaked in blood.

Casio had thought that Magic Phoenix Saint Fist would, like during the last International Exchange Meeting, produce something similar to the Disaster Ring and again summon a Xiadu clone to join the battle. Hence, during the fight, he remained vigilant, wary of any tricks Magic Phoenix Saint Fist might have had, and the potential tough battle with Xiadu.

But as it turned out, the Disaster Rings were not mass-produced.

Xiadu clones were also not so easily summoned.

Having used one in the International Exchange Meeting saved his life. Encountering the same situation a second time, he was helpless.

Without the Disaster Ring, Magic Phoenix Saint Fist could no longer pose a threat or fear to Casio. At best, he was merely an attacker of mediocre standing.

In terms of catching Casio’s attention.

Magic Phoenix Saint Fist was far less than Whale King Arlington.

“Stop pretending, did you think I’d let you go if you played dead?”

At the edge of the pit, Casio said expressionlessly.

At the bottom of the left-side large pit, Magic Phoenix Saint Fist still laid motionless, his aura already completely vanished. It appeared to be nothing more than a bloodied, dead corpse.

“Boring.”

Casio shook his head, not intending to play such games. It was very difficult for the true core members of the Door Organization to reveal significant intelligence to him.

Even after capturing the Magic Phoenix Holy Fist, it held no significant value.

“You impostor, wearing the title of Holy Fist unearned, deserves nothing but to be ground to dust. I lack the heart of the Holy Fist, yet I possess the heart of the Tyrant Fist. With this true heart of the Tyrant Fist, I will send you, the fake Holy Fist, to hell…” Casio’s figure flickered and vanished from his spot in an instant.

In a daze, the sky shattered bit by bit, much like a mirror.

From behind the fragments of the mirror, in the utter darkness, a domineering fist, seizing all sight and attention, descended, smashing towards the pit.

The uprising windstorm, the soaring air pressure flattened the ground.

“No!!!!!”

“Lord Xiadu will avenge me! The Door Organization will avenge me! I’ll be waiting for you in hell two years from now, Demon Image Casio!”

The previously motionless Magic Phoenix Holy Fist suddenly turned its head towards the sky.

The handsome face was severely distorted, covered in blood. His eyes conveyed a blend of near-death terror, madness, and extreme hatred.

Whoosh!

A massive steel fist obscured the firmament, dominating all sight. With a will to obliterate everything, it thunderously smashed down.

Boom!!!

The fist annihilated everything to dregs!

It was like squashing a chick or crushing an ant!

The Goliath Specter slowly lifted its fist.

It was then that it was realized at the bottom of the pit, the Magic Phoenix Holy Fist was left without even a trace.

“Without achieving the true realm of the Holy Fist, without condensing and mastering the heart of the Holy Fist, without even ever qualifying to step on the path of the Holy Fist, what kind of confidence and courage made you claim to be the Holy Fist…”

Casio slowly turned around, not sparing another glance at the now widened colossal pit his punch had created. He walked slowly towards the distance, murmuring to himself.

“Unknowingly, aside from the unparalleled Xiadu, the Door Organization seems just like chickens and dogs before me. Heh heh…”

Casio gave a faint smile, and the wind carried over his final words.

“But after this battle, the Door Organization indeed amounted to just chickens and dogs.”

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Beside the half-destroyed Spore Forest, the rain of magma gradually subsided.

“Do you mean to say, you want to cooperate with me? And willingly offer this bone tree? Interesting, very interesting, hahaha…” Casio chuckled lightly, looking at the daunting Black Dragon and Ripple Master Mongki before him.

Just a minute ago, he wrapped everything up and quickly turned his attention to the Ripple Master and Black Rain Villa, especially Black Rain Villa. Casio’s coveted Ancient White Bone Tree was still held by both the Ripple Master and the Black Dragon. He unashamedly swept his gaze over Ripple Master Mongki, knowing the Bone Tree was with him.

Yet, before he could point it out, or let the hidden betrayers like the Ghost Man and Iron Knight within the forces of Black Rain Villa rise in rebellion, Mongki, one of the leaders, took the lead in defecting!

He noticed Casio’s gaze and realized something.

His mind had been active all the while, not pausing for a moment.

As soon as Casio finished everything, Mongki immediately acted. Without defending himself, he approached Casio, presenting himself vulnerably and offering the Ancient White Bone Tree with both hands held low.

“Mighty one, do you know there’s a secret of immortality on the Eternal Isles? And that secret is connected to this tree…”

There were two purposes for Ripple Master Mongki’s visit to the Eternal Isles.

First, to avenge the Thunder Spirit Lord at all costs! To seek revenge against that mysterious and powerful presence in the shadows of the Eternal Isles!

Secondly, to explore the secret of immortality; after all, no one is uninterested in immortality, even if just to satisfy their own curiosity.

Among these two objectives, the first was absolute, the main goal. Ripple Master Mongki escaped from the Eternal Isles, took refuge in Black Rain Villa, and had been living meagerly for decades just to avenge the Thunder Spirit!