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Chapter 1235 - 1235 619 The True Grim Reaper (4000)

Chapter 1235: 619 The True Grim Reaper (4000) Chapter 1235: 619 The True Grim Reaper (4000) He suddenly turned his head, his sharp eyes like twin steel blades.

In that profound darkness that even the moonlight couldn’t penetrate, a man stepped out. Well-built with a pair of deep-set and utterly indifferent facial features, his eyes, dark as abysses, barely glanced over, from a lofty and commanding position.

An utterly ordinary black overcoat draped over his frame, bolstered by his strong shoulders. An inexplicable, domineering aura leaked out.

“You…”

As Duo Tian Saint Fist’s gaze swept over, a jolt of surprise went through his heart: he could not sense any power coming from this man! The man before him seemed to be just an ordinary human, nothing to be wary of. But then, how could a mere human have remained hidden in the shadow of the mountain, unnoticed by so many of the world’s top powerhouses present? And more importantly, Duo Tian Saint Fist hadn’t noticed him at all.

It was only because the man in black had taken the initiative to come out that he had noticed.

“Who are you? Someone from the Black Mechanism? The Steel Knights?”

Duo Tian Saint Fist narrowed his eyes, the surge of jubilation in his heart temporarily subsiding. At this moment, he was on guard, but he hadn’t shifted towards feeling apprehensive. The unexpected developments at a victorious moment could unsettle anyone, but the ultimate seal had been broken, and the Lord of Hong Light from the Miracle Garden would soon descend, which was the backbone of the Door Organization.

“I am neither from the Black Mechanism nor have any connection with the Steel Knights…” the man in black slowly walked toward them.

“My name is Casio… Just an ordinary practitioner of Secret Martial Art…”

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden, raging voice interrupted the man in black’s self-introduction, full of crude and violent language.

“What kind of nonsense are you spouting, you worthless thing, die!”

The only member of the Black Mechanism who was unhindered by a nemesis, the fifth king, charged back. Seeing that the Blood Pupil Ceremony was completely successful and the ultimate seal was about to break, he thought to return to guard beside the Ancient Altar. However, out of nowhere, a man stepped in front of him, spouting a load of pretentious crap.

Already in battle mode, the inherently irascible and coarse fifth king was always reckless and straightforward. Since you claim to be just an ordinary practitioner of Secret Martial Art, I’ll simply punch you dead, this good-for-nothing Martial Art trash!

Thud! The sturdy figure burst forth, his thick, car-wheel-like arms coming together. A tall Phantasm of a white ape instantaneously merged with his body as a Gale slapped against his face, emphasizing a ferocious, baring grin. Tusk bared, his blood-red eyes burned like flames.

“Die!”

The howling wind swung a massive fist wrapped in a surge of air current!

Pop…

A crisp sound like prying the cork from a wine bottle echoed.

The fifth king’s form froze, his fist suspended mid-air, the entire man motionless. The ferocious fleshy face stiffened, with two rows of scorching blood tracing from his eyelids and forming lines of blood tears below.

Looking up, at the forehead covered with thick and hard ape skin.

A pinkie lightly rested there, apparently without any effort. After a half-second of silence, Casio’s probing arm leisurely retracted.

With a thump, the fifth king’s robust body fell back, crashing to the ground.

His eyes, nearly popping out in shock, stared blankly at the sky.

In the forehead area, a hole oozing flesh and blood, blood gushing vigorously.

“Human life is truly frail, a light poke can cause it to burst and shatter like a dream’s bubble. Hence, people should cherish their lives even more. If you’re reckless with your life, then I can only take it away…”

A pair of legs clad in black leather boots stepped over the corpse of the fifth king.

“Samir… Lord Samir… he was killed in one strike!”

The surrounding members of the Door Organization caught their breath, taking a beat longer to grasp what had happened. They only saw the fifth king, representing the pinnacle of strength of the Door Organization, charge forward, come to a stop, fall to the ground, and life ebb away.

This man named Casio had effortlessly and neatly killed the fifth king. With a light poke of his pinkie!

Suddenly, fear and horror spread among the members of the Door Organization, contagiously. Some had bloodshot eyes, some breathed heavily, some clenched their fists, some had trembling backs. They felt scared.

It was as though a flock of sheep had encountered a wolf entering the pen.

Drip… drip… drip…

Footsteps drawing near sounded like The Grim Reaper’s voice, causing hearts to thump uncontrollably. Some members of the Door Organization couldn’t help but retreat, not daring to get too close to Casio, for fear of not even knowing how they might die.

Thus, from the sky above, one could witness a peculiar scene.

A silhouette in a trench coat was making its way toward the Ancient Altar, while the densely packed men in black robes beside it, like sea water parted by the reef, withdrew to both sides. Only the figure of Duo Tian Saint Fist stood in place.

Casio’s gaze swept indifferently over the sides at those extremely frightened by him, then refocused on the only one who had not retreated or avoided, Duo Tian Saint Fist.

“Look, they are all scared, I can hear their hearts pounding in terror… What about you?” he asked with a faint smile on his lips.

Atop the altar, Duo Tian Saint Fist remained silent, his entire being’s aura tumultuous.

Around him, the Black Mechanism and members of the Steel Knights were still clashing with members of the Door Organization. However, a portion of their attention was inevitably drawn to the sudden developments at the Ancient Altar. This included several of the Door Organization’s kings, as well as the powerhouses entangled in battle with the kings.