I can return to the age of mysterious
Chapter 1173 - 1173 590 The thing in the palm also wants to turn

Chapter 1173: 590 The thing in the palm, also wants to turn against the sky? (4100)_2 Chapter 1173: 590 The thing in the palm, also wants to turn against the sky? (4100)_2 Having arrived in this rain-drenched world and being part of the resurrection event at Black Rain Villa, one must be prepared. Whether it’s the resolve to kill or be killed. Logically speaking, those who kill must also be prepared to be killed. In this world, death is the only absolute fairness!

Thus, the four forces within Black Rain Villa were all treated as punching bags by Casio. When he came before a faction, he would release their pressure constraints. He gave these weaklings one last chance to roar and clench their fists, fighting for a sliver of vitality. If they wanted to surround him for an attack, then so be it, enjoy the pleasure of the final battle. Dying in such a battle is undoubtedly the happiest thing.

The Lunar Eclipse Meeting, the Door Organization, the direct Blood Clan, and finally the Totem Temple. They, or rather they, were all brutally killed one by one by Casio’s fists, serving as blood-soaked sacrifices. Among them, the disappointing performance by the Totem Wizards only further confirmed some of Casio’s suspicions and thoughts.

The connection between Totem King Casaleis and the Real World was severed.

It must have encountered some special situation in the World of Calamities, to the extent that even its strength could not be split. And Casio could only think of one particular situation, the Blood Vulture Dominant Fist, the existence that had stood opposed to the Totem King for tens of thousands of years. He now actually had an awful suspicion.

That was, in the endless consumption of their stand-off, Blood Vulture Tyrant Fist gradually fell into disadvantage. After all, Totem King Casaleis had the continuously replenishing Calamity Source Spring at his disposal, giving him a geographical advantage. This advantage couldn’t be ignored, it was objective, and became more and more apparent as time went on. And when this advantage became clear enough…

Blood Vulture Tyrant Fist might resort to a terrifying suicidal technique.

The reason why the connection between the Totem King and the Real World’s Totem Temple was severed might be right here. This also meant that the balance had been broken…

At this moment, Casio also thought of the Longevity Blood Aggregates, the will of the True Ancestor of Blood, Umirah. Hopefully, there were no problems in the showdown between Sonic Snake Extreme Fist and the True Ancestor of Blood within the massive volcano of the World of Calamities. The Longevity Blood was merely one of Umirah’s attempts to escape the confrontation and the seal.

White Bird Sacred Fist had already burned and fallen in the final stages of the destruction of the Hong Li Empire, while the life or death of Blood Vulture Tyrant Fist was unclear, and the situation was already developing in a bad direction. If Xiadu ended its slumber, and the Totem King recovered…

The entire scale would completely tip towards the side of the dark creatures.

“It looks like I must not stop my footsteps, or slow down…”

“Continuing to increase strength is of the utmost importance.”

“First, I will elevate my physique to the Dark Ultimate Level, gaining terrifying sustained combat power, defense, and survival abilities. Then, I will seek the Heart of Saint Fist, the Heart of Extreme Fist, to find the best ultimate path to combine the Three Fists…

Step by step, Casio walked back to Baptism Church, murmuring to himself.

He felt confident in his heart, but also a sense of urgency. He could not leave his safety in the hands of enemies, hoping that they would not awaken, not pay attention to him, or ignore him. Such behavior is like that of an ostrich, utterly foolish.

A mentality of good fortune or complacency is a major taboo on the path to success.

Casio would never, and could never, be such a fool.

“Let’s begin.”

“Tear down the main body of Black Rain Villa from the sky thoroughly…”

He stood in front of Baptism Church, ordering the Magic Idol Clan to leave Black Rain Villa at this moment, to prevent any mishap with the main body of Black Rain Villa.

As for the invisible membrane of Black Rain Villa projection that allowed only entry but not exit,

Casio would help them break through it.

Soon, the Magical Golem Sect retreated quickly, heading in the direction they had come from. During this process, the New Humans who had been hiding and shivering on the rooftops of the buildings also began to retreat. They saw from afar as the people of the Magical Golem Sect left the region of Black Rain Villa, and the Demon Figure Gate Master’s strength pierced through the invisible membrane.

Thereby, the New Humans realized this was an opportunity, a chance to escape the most dangerous area. Doubtless, they had just witnessed the entire battle process. They saw firsthand how the world’s top forces, far surpassing them in overall strength, were slaughtered by the Demon Figure Gate Master alone!

Any resistance was futile, just a final dying struggle.

When the New Humans saw one powerful individual after another, each strong enough to singlehandedly sweep the entire alliance of Orthodox New Humans spill their blood on the spot, dying with unwilling eyes,

Their whole bodies shuddered, hairs standing on end. An unprecedented sense of danger screamed warnings in their brains, their limbs trembling and chilling.

This resurrection event at Black Rain Villa was simply fantastical.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, but the eagle hovers above in the sky.

Looking at the current situation, the only consolation is that the mantis did not catch the cicada, and the flock of orioles behind it were pecked to death one by one by the ferocious eagle. So no one paid attention to what happened to the mantis.

On the grey and black streets at the edge of Black Rain Villa,

The New Humans were fleeing desperately, using every ounce of their strength.

All they felt was that the land, once thought to flow with milk and honey, had suddenly become a demonic cavern that devoured without spitting bones.

Any slight carelessness could cost them everything here, lead to their demise, lose it all.

“Faster, quicker, quicker, just a bit faster!”

“Dodge those Decayed Knights, don’t get entangled with them any longer!”

“You’d better get injured than get caught, listen to me and run!”

New Humans were shouting, realizing the imminence of danger.

Boom, boom, boom, boom…

The sky suddenly trembled as if a cataclysmic disaster had descended. Sounds like the cries of myriad of thunder dragons echoed, reverberating in layers throughout the heavens, sweeping across the sky of the world drenched in rain. Clouds and mist swept outwards in every direction, and rings of visible shock waves rippled out in circles.

“The sky has darkened!!!”

Staring blankly upwards, a New Human stood in the street.

There, a group of mountainous buildings was slowly descending. A colossal hand, marked with blood-red patterns, was dragging them towards the ground, bit by bit. The scene was exceptionally shocking, filled with a sense of epicness and myth.

“Sink into the endless Dominant Thoughts, this is your eternal resting place…”

A terrifying will enveloped everything as if it were the command of gods.

In the center of Black Rain Villa, the silhouette radiating red light stood like a sculpture on top of the meteorite, slowly retracting its arms. Surrounding it, barely discernible roars of birds of prey echoed, and an overwhelmingly tyrannical aura spiraled and clustered, like a supreme leader on the solitary throne. Black Rain Villa was doomed no matter what.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss…” “Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…”

Twisted Ghost Faces on the buildings of Black Rain Villa itself, mouths gaping wide.

They emitted hellish, agonized howls of despair, bringing about unparalleled Despair.

Empty, empty, empty, empty, empty!

Black Rain Villa itself, belching thick black smoke, plummeted inch by inch towards the ground, its terrifying shadowy contour covering everything on the ground. On the edges of the shadowy contour, New Humans were frantically running. They were racing against time, against life itself. If they wanted to survive, they needed to flee. Don’t look back, and don’t look up.

Because once they witnessed this mythic and terrifying scene…

The feeling of being unprepared, panic-stricken, weak-kneed, frozen in shock, all that is typical for ordinary people would come rushing to them, bringing death.

“Quick, quick, quick… Don’t look back, just run!!!”

Silver Spear Soro, at the back of the group, was shouting at everyone. He didn’t want any New Human to die due to an accident under the collapse of Black Rain Villa itself. Therefore, Silver Spear Soro, who could have left first, stayed in the rear guard. This rear guard consisted of just five or six people, all running desperately.

Seen from afar, they resembled two or three ants during the collapse of a mountain.

“Hurry up!!!”

Silver Spear Soro let out a final cry; he already felt the chill and immensity above his head, as if the shadow of death had enveloped everything around him.

Whoosh! Thud!!!

Silver Spear Soro dashed out wildly, and at the last critical moment, he ran out of the scope of Black Rain Villa. The next second, the colossal mass hit the ground, and the ferocious wind from the impact propelled Soro nearly a hundred meters forward.

Thump.

He rolled several times on the ground and then got up, his heart still racing.

He coughed violently as he caught his breath, turning to look back at the villa.

There, a gigantic Ghost Face emerged in mid-air.

Above the Ghost Face, a massive black hand held it tightly in its grip. The five fingers closed like iron tongs, preventing the Ghost Face from breaking free.

“You who are in the palm of my hand, you think you can turn the heavens?”