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Chapter 1035 - 1035 527 Pale Origin Fall (4000)_2

Chapter 1035: 527 Pale Origin Fall (4000)_2 Chapter 1035: 527 Pale Origin Fall (4000)_2 Under the violently burning tree crown, Casio quickly recovered his strength and breath.

He had just consecutively used the lethal secret skills “Blood Bald Mouth” and the explosive “Sonic Fang Torrent,” which consumed a great deal of energy. An ordinary Ultimate Fighter might have been close to exhaustion by now, but Casio possessed a Golem Physique. A brief rest had already replenished the power in his body.

Looking up into the distance, the battle between the three monsters had intensified.

The Pale Origin had thrown caution to the wind, initiating hyper-speed regeneration. The three and a half main stems that had originally broken off were now regrowing, restoring its combat power to its peak condition. The cost, however, was a significant reduction of its massive size and the Undying Flames burning even more fiercely.

This was a typical trade-off of long-term benefits for short-term combat strength.

The optimal form that maintained a balance between the Pale Origin and the Undying Flames had been actively disrupted by itself. Each time its form shrank, the Undying Flames grew stronger. In the future, the time until the Pale Origin was completely incinerated would be even shorter. Its hyper-speed regeneration could no longer keep up with the fierce incineration of the flames.

“It’s time to add more fuel to the fire…”

Casio muttered to himself and suddenly took out the Ancient White Bone Tree from his bosom.

His Qi dissipated, and the ancient tree was fully exposed to the air.

Instantly, the three battling figures all turned their attention in his direction.

Especially the Pale Origin, the twisted faces on its trunk almost bursting with rage. Countless roots rolled over the ground like waves.

It was as though numerous pythons and dragons were lunging towards Casio.

Chirp!

A Water Bird positioned itself in front of Casio, standing its ground firmly.

One man to guard the pass, and ten thousand unable to break through. All the approaching forces were crushed and devoured as if a tuft of alcohol had evaporated out of thin air.

“As long as I do not allow it, any of your methods, any outburst, will not get close to him. Don’t waste your effort; just die quietly under the fierce flames…”

The White Bird Sacred Fist’s aged voice sounded.

“Roar, roar, roar, roar…”

The Undying Flames enveloping the entire Pale Origin plant surged even more violently, spewing out like volcanic magma. It spread nearly a kilometer away, looking like a giant hand stopping in front of Casio.

A twisted flame face appeared on the palm.

“This bone tree is made from a part of the Pale Origin’s heartwood.”

“Once it is completely ignited, then the heartwood of the Pale Origin will burn simultaneously, reaching to its original source. In this case, it will be entirely incinerated without the need for long attrition…”

“Today, just today, we’ll completely finish it off!!!”

The flame face cackled wildly, exuding an unrestrained attitude. It seemed like a madman, yet bizarrely like a big villain in the throes of triumph. The next moment, the smile on Yan Yang Sacred Fist’s face faded as he spoke seriously.

“This turning point in events is at least half due to your contributions.”

“After the heartwood of the Pale Origin is incinerated by the Undying Flames, it will become the most perfect Pale Tree seed! Afterwards, I will aid you in refining your Qi. I hope you can reach the Holy Fist Realm soon and join our battlefield! Fight for humanity, for Martial Arts, for Boxing Method…”

“Of course,” Casio’s face revealed a smile with a sickly upward twist at the corners of his mouth: “Human opponents have bored me; only these ultimate forms of darkness can get my blood boiling. I envy you, envy all of you…”

“To be able to continually battle with these monsters, to be entwined in madness. With the claws and teeth of will, with the scales and horns of Obsession, to tear and collide. To tear until stained with blood spots, to bite until the mouth is full of fresh blood… to collide until battered and bleeding, but never stopping!”

With a whoosh, the Ancient White Bone Tree was thrown out and instantly enveloped by the Undying Flames. Yan Yang Sacred Fist gave Casio a deep look, revealing a ferocious grin, “You little rascal, you actually mastered Tyrant Fist…”

After saying that, it burst into wild laughter. The five fingers of the flaming palm clenched tightly together, grasping the ancient tree and shooting straight up into the sky.

The golden-red skull floating at the top of the Pale Origin’s Tree Crown suddenly lit up with bright eyes, causing the air around it to thunderously tremble. In the haziness of the flames, a giant phantasm seemed to emerge. The giant phantasm was almost as large as the Pale Origin itself, with twisted limbs entangling and firmly hugging the tree trunk.

As if they had grown together, never parting even in death.

“Today is your day of death, Pale Origin!!!”

The giant roared, stuffing the Ancient White Bone Tree into its mouth. Its nuclear reactor-like body burst into flames, igniting it completely.

“Roar!!!!!”

The Pale Origin let out a roar, its branches writhing in agony. Faces twisted with distortion appeared on the surface of its bark, and cracks formed. From within the tree trunk, firelight burst forth like magma. Through the crevices, one could make out the inside of the tree trunk, where a heart, entwined with flames, throbbed.

Boom!!!!!!

Flames exploded into the sky, igniting the air with a golden-red firelight!

At this moment, many members of Paradise had just hurriedly arrived. They were ultimately too late; they had been decoyed away unwittingly, one mistake leading to another.

All the entities of Paradise, with their puppet-like cold faces, now rarely showed an expression of urgency. They rushed madly toward the direction of the Pale Origin, only to be blocked by fighters and the Eerie Night Guests.

Especially the Ripple Master Mongki, who was laughing crazily at this time.

“You’re too late, hahaha…”

“Is this Paradise? Is this the so-called eternal life? It’s just a pile of the dead, just a bunch of fools chasing decay!”

“Lord Thunder Spirit did not get tainted by you back then, and he was absolutely right, completely correct! How could such a proud person like him be willing to be controlled by others, bound like a bird in a cage, unable to be free. Such a shameful eternal life is not even worth dying cleanly! Lord Thunder Spirit, you’ve won so much more than them…”

Mongki, with red-rimmed eyes, vented furiously. The more the members of Paradise rushing at the front lines showed their anxiety and panic, the more elated and happy he felt in his heart. Bang! Mongki punched and sent a silhouette flying.

Under the weight of thousands of years, the early members of Paradise who had reached the Spiritual Level had decayed, with their combat capabilities severely diminished. Only the few Spiritual Level members from the past few centuries still retained relatively complete combat strength, posing some threat.

“Now that even the Ripple Master Organization is destroyed, you inhuman ghostly things might as well quickly follow into the ashes of extinction…”

“Yes. The seas will dry up, rocks will rot, where in this world does eternal life exist?” In the camp of Paradise, a silent figure wearing a black robe, out of place among the others, lifted his head. His gaze was drawn far away to the Pale Origin, now being consumed by giant-like flames, his face flickering with complex emotions. There was pain, regret, numbness, remorse…

The Man in Black came before Mongki. His pale palm formed into a knife edge and reached out from his wide sleeve and, rather than attacking, sliced at the position of his own clavicle. He plunged it in viciously, sliding inch by inch downward.

“The Thunder Spirit you’re talking about was seriously injured by me twenty years ago.” The Man in Black’s eyes met Mongki’s: “I am Mu Ling, the first leader of the Ripple Master Organization. At the same time, I am the beginning of all decay…”

“It was I who sought eternal life from the Root of the Ocean Source and shared it with the generations of Spiritual Levels that followed. It was I who established Paradise, building an absurd, giant Tomb.”

As Mu Ling spoke, the hand knife cut open his entire chest and belly, revealing a dark rotting cavity within, whether jelly or mud, disgustingly filled with a dense network of pale root systems squirming like worms.

“This is the price of eternal life. At least my half-existent will has not decayed in intellect, while the heads of other members of Paradise are probably disgusting inside like my chest cavity now…” At this moment, Mu Ling’s expression was unprecedentedly relaxed as if he had unburdened himself of the greatest secret.

He looked up at the Pale Origin which was on the verge of collapse, and again at Mongki, who was at a loss for words. His gaze drifted leisurely as if floating back into memories of the past, “Back in Paradise, Thunder Spirit asked me a question. Is such eternal life worth pursuing? Is the existence of Paradise correct? At that time, I did not answer, but now I can say it…”

“Such eternal life is not worth pursuing at all.”

“Paradise is not a paradise, but The Lost Paradise.”

“Goodbye.”