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Chapter 1166 - 1166 587 Annihilation (4000)_2

Chapter 1166: 587 Annihilation (4000)_2 Chapter 1166: 587 Annihilation (4000)_2 Their numbers had been considerable at the start, given the sheer size of the statue.

However, as time passed, the pressure intensified, and the aura of strength from the Moon God statue kept shrinking from half a meter, eventually accommodating only one person at any given position. Thus, members of the Lunar Eclipse Meeting were continuously eliminated, their conditions wretched. Some who overestimated their capabilities and ventured too deeply were crushed to death the moment they pulled away.

They turned into an indistinct pile of flesh mud on the ground.

Northern street.

The totem wizards of the Totem Temple advanced. However, only a group of great wizards remained in the first echelon, their totemic patterns almost operating at their limits, shining as bright as incandescent bulbs. Each great wizard summoned their strongest defensive totem to withstand the pressure, but still, people were continuously eliminated. In the end, only a few great wizards capable of enduring remained.

At this very moment, if someone could oversee Black Rain Villa from the sky,

they would witness a strange and eerie scene.

Beneath a giant hand of clouds and above a Radiation Meteorite, a red-light silhouette silently looked up at the sky. A domineering and terrifying aura swept across a large circular area, eliminating those of insufficient strength.

They were either crushed to death or knelt devoutly on the ground.

Only the true powerhouses, the strongest among the world’s top forces, were qualified to approach step by step. Like a pilgrimage on golden stairs, the weak merely deserved to stand at the first step and look up, while only a dominant tyrant could climb laboriously.

All just to see Casio once.

Even, considering the current situation, they wouldn’t be able to meet him even once. The gap, as vast as a chasm, seemed insurmountably wide. This caused all forces entering Black Rain Villa to despair.

Except for the disciples of the Puppet School.

They gathered as a team, collectively entering the Tyrant Fist aura. However, peculiarly, when the aura enveloped the disciples of the Puppet School, it merely wrapped around them gently without exerting any dreadful pressure. Everyone just felt a light breeze, with their clothes slightly fluttering, no discomfort at all.

The disciples of Puppet School looked at both sides, where one by one, the Decayed Knights knelt on the ground, embedded into it, unable to personally experience their pain. Some had their arms in armor grinding sharply against the floor, while others had bent bodies from the knees up, their upper halves broken. Others still were crushed like cans, with black liquid overflowing.

The disciples of Puppet School pointed and observed the surroundings, which seemed like still images, finding it rather amusing. Some even insolently poked and kicked a few times, acting mischievously and deservedly to be beaten. But, who could beat them within this Tyrant Fist aura? Who could beat a disciple of the Puppet School?

The one who released this terrifying circle of Tyrant Fist aura was none other than our Sect Master of the Puppet School!

Overwhelming strength, unparalleled dominance,

it was only natural for the numerous Decayed Knights to kneel in submission.

On the street, the troops of the Puppet School moved towards the Baptism Church without any obstacle. The Demon Seeds or Demon Thoughts within them served as a form of recognition. The Tyrant Fist aura swept over them but did not exert force.

Two minutes later, near the Baptism Church.

The troops of the Puppet School stopped there, motionless.

Simonyi stepped forward, respectfully addressing the distant red-light silhouette, “Sect Master, those from the world’s top forces have been suppressed by your power. They are now limited in their movements. Should we go now and clean them up one by one…”

This was his thought, and also the thought of all the people of the Puppet School.

Sect Master Casio seemed to have more pressing matters to attend to, as the second Black Rain Villa in the sky was crucial. As for other minor issues, perhaps they could serve and save Sect Master some effort, or perhaps prove that the people of Puppet School were more than just mascots.

“Simonyi, did you just kill the Eye Demon? Congratulations,”

Casio, shrouded in red light, slowly lowered his head and glanced at Simonyi, understanding everything. His voice, cold, continued.

“Being able to kill Eye Demon Carlos one-on-one, even with the aid of my power, proves you are a talent. Remember, when you go back, don’t hang around with those dumb muscle-brained fools all day. I will check on your cultivation progress periodically…”

Casio’s gaze swept across the various streets, where the top strong individuals from various forces staggered toward them, “Simonyi, guess why these forces, despite struggling so much in my aura, still laboriously make their way here. Is it stubbornness? Is it overestimating themselves? Or is it that they have no other choice? Actually, it’s none of these. They are very cunning…”

As he spoke, the main body of Black Rain Villa in the sky began its second violent struggle. High enclosing walls, sharp spires, and hard floor tiles all began to madly emit gray steam. The entire structure of Black Rain Villa began to warp, belching billowing black smoke, extending in all directions.

One by one, vague and overlapping Ghost Faces emerged on the surfaces of buildings and walls, their mouths wide open, uttering a painful howl as if from hell. In an instant, the entire main body of Black Rain Villa rapidly expanded. Not only did various buildings scale up proportionally, but a massive amount of streets and houses also sprouted, forming a new area and additional space for Black Rain Villa.

In the blink of an eye, the villa expanded to twice its original size.