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Chapter 1171 - 1171 589 call Xiadu to come out (4000)_2

Chapter 1171: 589 call Xiadu to come out (4000)_2 Chapter 1171: 589 call Xiadu to come out (4000)_2 In the central position, the amalgam of the Moon God statue with only a pair of arms left did not wait passively to be killed. The spherical object hovering above its head suddenly burst out with massive amounts of lunar energy, erupting like a volcano. Individual condensed spheres of lunar energy floated, accelerating as they orbited like stars.

Finally, driven by the arms, they all smashed towards Casio charging at them.

In that instant, the counterattack from the dark creatures was like a tsunami.

“Chiu!!!”

The cry emitted by the white bird’s silhouette tore through everything with majestic grandeur.

Enveloped in furious white steam, Casio threw a punch towards the right. The Advent of the Mysteries of the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist showed no mercy, destroying the signature moves of the three Vice Leaders of the Door Organization in a head-on crushing clash.

Whoosh! Another arm stretched its wings to glide, sketching out a mysterious and sacred arc. This arc struck precisely in the middle of the Eternal Mouth, splitting it cleanly in two!

The giant bat face, an aggregate of the longevity blood, ultimately wasn’t the true form of Umirah, the True Ancestor of Blood, thus the Eternal Mouth couldn’t exert its full effects.

Facing the steel soaring of the Southern Dipper Water Bird Fist, it could only crumble bit by bit.

Bang! Bang!

A total of four silhouettes to the left and right were directly shaken off, barely blocking Casio for a moment. Ahead, spheres of lunar energy swept toward him.

Bang bang bang bang bang…

A series of terrifying explosions instantly descended, the distorted moonlight spreading like lightning, turning the surrounding area into a terrifying forbidden zone like a plasma pool. The light was like a knife, slicing the ground into a fine sieve.

Whoosh!

Yet, in such an onslaught, a white silhouette charged wildly from the front. Arms spread wide, the overlapped steel wings were completely undamaged.

Just as Casio had previously said.

The side of dark creatures couldn’t even cause him to bleed.

Since Casio was unharmed, it was now time for the Moon God statue to pay a heavy price! What final defensive measures could it have?

Useless, just struggles of the dying…

No, the struggles of the dead.

A phantasm of the Water Bird suddenly accelerated, like a white meteor spewing tail flames, its speed unimaginably fast. The towering Moon God statue lifted its remaining arms, barely swinging them when the delicate white jade palms exploded bit by bit. This was followed by the forearms, the elbows, the upper arms, all disintegrating into fragments scattered across the sky. Destroyed into dust by the relentless phantom of the Water Bird!

Boom!

The phantom pierced through the chest, carving a large hole directly in the chest of the Moon God statue. And instantly turning back, there were countless overlapping sounds of impact, a gale sweeping through. The nearly thirty-meter-tall Moon God statue collapsed on the spot, its armor-like steel skirt peeling away and turning into a pile of sand. Nearly a hundred holes destroyed the statue’s structure.

Hum hum hum!

The lunar spheres hovering in mid-air vibrated intensely, a pure energy phantom of the Moon God statue almost seemed to be born with it as the core.

However, as the white bird’s phantom flashed by, a bird cry sounded.

The energy phantom of the Moon God statue appeared for only a brief half before immediately collapsing into star sand. A hand wrapped in white currents pressed down on the lunar sphere.

“Although it’s only enough to stick in the teeth, it can also somewhat fill the belly…”

Casio, with an expressionless face, fully activated the Magic puppet secret weapon, directly suppressing the resistance of the lunar sphere. He could feel that crazy will of the Moon God lingering, seemingly scurrying around in his palm, emitting a terrifying contaminating aura. But what did Casio have to fear? His true form was Tyrant Fist, was he afraid of this dead Dark Ultimate Entity? Since it’s dead, let it be thoroughly dead!

I’m here to help you…

With a snap, the fingers forcefully clenched together, directly crushing the sphere.

Chunks of black substance fell to the ground, wriggling like rotting meat but ultimately losing vitality and ceasing to move. Nearby, the mechanisms around the Baptism Church lit up faintly, absorbing this unknown substance violently.

Not far away, from all four directions. The Lunar Eclipse Meeting, the Door Organization, the Totem Temple, the direct Blood Clan, all the dark creatures lying on the ground unable to withstand the terrifying pressure of the Tyrant Fist level aura, their bodies continuously had power drawn from them, integrating into the surrounding mechanisms. Because the power pulled the blood during extraction, this caused vibrant trails on the ground.

At first glance, it seemed like a bloody sacrificial scene.

Blossoms of dense petals bloomed, sinister and terrifying. At the core of the flower’s pistil, was the Baptism Church. A giant hand of cloud stretched high towards the sky, the terrifying power attempting to pull down Black Rain Villa.

“A dead man, died again,”

“Next, it’s your turn…”

Casio slowly turned around, his expression void of any pity. He felt he should use his holy power to continue purifying the two evil forces surrounding him. An era of the Federation had passed, and the necromancy technology of the Door Organization seemed to have progressed significantly; the two former deputy leaders of the Door Organization looked no different from the living. Strictly speaking, they were also the ‘dead’ referred to by Casio, and should face their second and ultimate demise.

Casio would help them, with the power of purification.

Yes, he had gradually come to understand one of the core elements of the Saint Fist.

That was purification, holy purification!

Saints should walk the path of purification, validating everything with their actions. Everything unholy should be destroyed, all sinful things erased! Casio wasn’t killing them; he was redeeming them. With a forgiving heart, filled with benevolent thoughts.

At that moment, Casio was moved.

Having gained insight, he naturally needed to practice it while the iron was hot.

He suddenly turned, facing the phantom of the Eternal Mouth that had again charged furiously towards him. The river of bat blood, just crushed by the soaring steel, had regrouped, infused with the will of the True Ancestor of Blood, enraged by the breach of the Eternal Mouth. It launched a second frenzied attack without hesitation.

A monstrous mouth as though leading to a blood-colored hell descended ferociously!

Then, with a bang, it was shattered by a fist wrapped in a white halo!

Furthermore, Casio didn’t give the river of bat blood a chance to regather into form and catch its breath. He pressed down with one hand, as the terrifying force of Barbed Feather Energy roared out, piling layer upon layer. Its steel-like exterior reflected light, just like a flow of holy light. Wherever it passed, the blood was purified.

“This is how it should be, redeeming them with a power filled with benevolent thoughts…”

“Two is not enough, more is needed…”

While Casio was purifying the blood of longevity with his holy power, he cast his gaze towards the three members of the Door Organization who had retreated far away. Now, he was too powerful; even without the power of the Tyrant Fist, all the top forces of the Real World gathered seemed unable to contend with Casio. Unless, an Ultimate Dark Entity from the World of Calamities invaded, could Casio be truly threatened.

Of course, there was Xiadu…

What state was it in now?

The battle where the Hong Li Empire was destroyed, the White Bird Sacred Fist that burnt everything, had dealt Xiadu what kind of blow? And how much of Xiadu’s goal had been achieved?

Perhaps he could find certain answers through these three individuals…

Whoosh! Casio instantly disappeared from the spot, his silhouette like a ghost.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

In Black Rain Villa, three figures were rapidly fleeing.

“When did such a Tyrant Fist appear in the Real World!?”

“This is truly bizarre!”

“It’s not just any ordinary Saint Fist level, most of the power is constrained by Black Rain Villa, but the remaining energy can still crush our combined forces…”

“The best course of action now is to retreat.”

“Only by waiting for our leader to awake, might it be possible…”

Bang, bang! The voices abruptly stopped.

Two figures in black robes were suddenly blown away to either side, crashing into buildings like broken sacks, bringing down several structures in succession.

A silhouette wrapped in a white flow descended from the sky.

One foot stepped on the shoulder of the Evil Heart Holy Fist, driving them into the ground, grinding fiercely. Dust flew around, and three waves of shock waves blasted open.

Only one figure stood on the ground, emitting a sacred aura.

Casio slowly lowered his head, a large hand slowly pressing towards the blood-stained head of the Evil Heart Holy Fist: “Bring out your final trump card, call Xiadu. This may be your only chance to survive… Don’t think that you can get away by possessing others with this energy…”

“After sins are purified by the holy, only ashes remain.”