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Chapter 1176 - 1176 592 Achieving the True Body of the Demon Idol

Chapter 1176: 592 Achieving the True Body of the Demon Idol (4000) Chapter 1176: 592 Achieving the True Body of the Demon Idol (4000) Pop!

The surface of Black Rain Villa, like an eggshell, the black light membrane shattered with a loud bang at this moment. The ferocious ghost faces on the membrane, screaming in agony, dissipated one after the other.

In front of the Magical Golem Sect and the Alliance of Orthodox New Humans, a stately villa wholly different from its projection appeared. The villa itself was much more imposing and grand, with a multitude of buildings clustered densely. The towering spires pierced into the heavens, faintly shrouded by mysterious and eerie fog. Danger seeped through the air, carrying the oppressive weight of an abyssal evil.

“It’s even more terrifying and horrifying than before…,”

Silver Gun Soro’s chest rose and fell unevenly, and his hands instinctively reached for the firearms at his hips, ready to burst into action at any moment. As he stood peering into the depths of Black Rain Villa, he felt as though a million eyes from the dark shadows were fixed upon him, making every inch of his scalp tingle.

When you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

Crack crack crack crack…

At the edge of Black Rain Villa, the menacing gray-black buildings moved aside like a dense array of teeth opening and closing. A broad, straight pathway revealed itself, seemingly leading directly to the core area of Black Rain Villa.

On the road, a solitary silhouette grew larger and larger.

Silver Gun Soro suddenly felt the eyes staring at him gradually close and withdraw their gaze. The feeling of danger ebbed away like the tide, his muscles relaxing from their instinctive offensive readiness, and he could not help but exhale a long breath of hot air. However, at this moment, a sense of dread surged within Soro.

The danger emanating from Black Rain Villa didn’t truly disappear. It was merely suppressed by a more terrifying momentum, so thoroughly that not even a trace of aura could seep through. So why did Silver Gun Soro feel relief? It was because the disparity was too great, so vast that he couldn’t feel the danger or the other’s presence or aura.

It could even be said that his body’s cells automatically abandoned their crisis warnings.

Warnings are useless; better to be a little happy. Ants scurrying all over the ground also don’t know disaster is falling from the sky until the moment they are squashed.

Feeling danger is to have a strong will to survive, to do everything in your power to live. However, when there’s nothing you can do to survive, you automatically ignore danger, ignore fear, and numb yourself.

Silver Gun Soro was aware of the logic behind this, which is why he felt dread deep inside. However, not many among the Alliance of Orthodox New Humans realized this; they just felt the pressure suddenly lessen.

Whoosh…

A silhouette flashed by in an instant, and Casio appeared in the middle of the Magical Golem Sect.

He raised his left hand, and the evil spirit logo on the back of his hand glowed faintly. A strange vibration spread out, sweeping across the respectful members of the Magic Idol Clan.

“Do not resist. This is a gift.”

In a low voice, the people of the Magic Idol Clan looked at the backs of their hands, where an indistinct black symbol had suddenly appeared. This was the mark of Black Rain Villa, and to sign this mark was to become a Marker, also traditionally known as an Eerie Night Guest. But now, Black Rain Villa’s insignia had changed significantly. A ferocious image of a Blood Vulture Bird had appeared over the original shield.

The current owner of Black Rain Villa was none other than the Southern Dipper Tyrant Fist, Casio.

As the mark formed, it naturally carried the insignia of Casio’s power.

It wasn’t just members of the Magical Golem Sect who were affected; a similar situation unfolded among the Alliance of Orthodox New Humans. Everyone felt warmth on the back of their hands as the image of a Blood Vulture Bird gradually emerged over their original black shield logos.

“Black Rain Villa has been completely taken over by the Demon Figure Gate Master…”

The leader of White Tower, Mumo, stood still, at a loss for words.

Those with the mark were, in fact, slaves to Black Rain Villa, or to put it more pleasantly, representative agents of the Markers. But essentially, Black Rain Villa was their master. And now, there was a new master of Black Rain Villa, the Demon Figure Gate Master. Wasn’t he then the master of their masters? The weak submit to the strong, and the strong submit to the stronger…

“Sect Master!”

“Magical Idol Master!”

On the side of the New Humans, the current president of the Mentalist Association, Ray, along with Shockwave and Catwoman, were the first to walk out and greet Casio respectfully. They had already belonged to Casio, so naturally, they would return to the Magical Golem Sect after the revival of the villa.

“Demon Figure Gate Master…” “Our Sect Master…” “Manor Owner…” “Lord of Black Rain Villa…” Instantly, the strong personas of the New Humans unanimously stepped forward respectfully. Their reverent attitudes were every bit as pronounced as Magician Ray’s.

At this moment, they had clearly recognized the situation and dared not harbor any other thoughts. Showing deference to the master’s master, and humbling themselves did not bring shame. With such a great disparity, it was normal to be submissive.

“Mag… Magical Idol Sect Master…”

The leader of White Tower stammered, but eventually got the words out. Even if his ambitions were once grand, they had by now completely dissipated into dismay.

“Lord of… Black Rain Villa…”

Silver Gun Soro looked at Casio, seemingly recalling the incident at Blue Star Villa in the Anta Mountains. The operation by the Silver Skull Organization was destroyed by Casio. And although Casio was formidable back then, he didn’t seem nearly as terrifying or fearsome as he did now. In total, only a few months had passed, and everything had changed.

This couldn’t help but cause Silver Gun Soro to sigh with emotion, his feelings complex.

On the side of the Magical Golem Sect, Casio’s expression was blank as he glanced over the Alliance of Orthodox New Humans and ultimately said nothing. Compared with top-of-the-world forces like the Door Organization and direct Blood Clan affiliates, the entire New Human group was just too insignificant. Their plotting, ambitions, and actions didn’t affect the big picture at all. In comparison, they were at best equivalent to a normal school in the Secret Martial Arts World, of what significance could they be?