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Chapter 1269 - 1269 635 Battle Boost Judgment Day (4000)

Chapter 1269: 635 Battle Boost, Judgment Day! (4000) Chapter 1269: 635 Battle Boost, Judgment Day! (4000) “Hiss,” fresh blood gushed out from the wound and transformed into mist.

It splashed in a fan-shaped pattern across a large area.

A third of the body of the Blood Fiend Tyrant was forcibly torn off by the Iron Palm of the Golem, like tearing off a rather tough piece of leather. The huge, flesh-blurred body fell, and with a loud thud, mixed with blood and mud.

“Roar!!!!”

A howl filled with immense pain and fear echoed piercingly.

The eyes of the Blood Fiend Tyrant were blood-red, as if dripping blood down, and its main trunk that lost six limbs wriggled ridiculously like a comical worm. Golem Casio, who had just committed the brutality, watched all this with cold, calm eyes beneath the Metal Mask.

He was like a Butcher sharpening his knife, honing the blade sharper while watching a fish struggling desperately on the cutting board.

“Forget it, I won’t torture you anymore, die.”

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the terrifying surge of Southern Dipper Power roared out of his body. With a bang, the Dark Ultimate Level Blood Fiend Tyrant exploded on the spot, scattering flesh and broken bones everywhere. Only one complete head was left, grasped by the Iron Palm, squeezed, and it cracked and peeled apart.

At the bottom of the deep pit, it shook violently. A huge silver-white silhouette soared into the sky, with its steel feet stomping on the Earth.

Golem Casio swept his gaze over the circle of subordinates who had been defeated. His Steel Fist clenched slightly, terrifying power transformed into Devil’s Flame, fiercely burning.

He had selected his target, ready to deliver another deadly blow.

But the two moons in the sky of the World of Calamities underwent a bizarre, massive change at that moment. Expanding, the moons were expanding, turning into red giants, casting intense blood-red light onto every corner. Vaguely visible were hair-like black lines at the edge of the overlapping Blood Moons, as if the moons were growing hair.

Ding!!!

A sound akin to a copper bell echoed invisibly across the universe.

Things changed; the concentration of Calamity in the air was crazily climbing, expanding exponentially. To the naked eye, the phenomenon of Calamity Fog began to faintly appear in the distance, a high concentration capable of triggering a beast tide.

Around, the blood-red moonlight was exceptionally dense, seemingly dyeing the entire Earth into Hell. Colossal figures of Dark Ultimate Level entities bathed under this light, issuing terrifying roars, their aura growing inch by inch.

Moreover, at this moment, looking from the Earth to the sky.

A quarter of the night sky was covered by the two enormous Blood Moons, absurdly large, even conveying a sense of planetary collision oppression. The black hair around the moons wriggled, within which seemed to dance bizarre demons or human figures. Disaster, ominous, bad luck, despair, horror.

That kind of sensation made one’s scalp tingle and numb, howling.

The madness factor spread across the Earth, plunging everything into chaos.

Casio saw, at the overlapping point of those two Blood Moons on top, a gigantic black hand contour slowly rising. It was as absurd and chaotic as a ring-shaped meteorite mountain on the surface of the actual moon, with a scale-like palm supporting it wide open. Within the palm, a fuzzy black shadow was being nurtured.

It was in the shape of an infant, curled within the placenta.

Yet it had none of the cuteness, none of the innocence of an infant. The emanating aura was all evil, conveying only madness and endless confused whispers; these peculiarities all converged into one will.

“Holy Heart Extinguished… Holy Heart Extinguished… Holy Heart Extinguished…”

The layered whisper carried a bizarre demonic nature, vaguely resembling grand, holy hymns—an epic sense akin to religious murals descended.

“Xiadu…”

At the edge of the deep pit, flames intensely burned on Golem Casio’s body.

Compared to when he last returned to the peak battle in the Real World, Xiadu’s influence in the World of Calamities was undoubtedly more direct and terrifying. This was its home ground, even if its main body had not descended, merely the stirring of its will, that terrifying projection of the Calamity Source power was shockingly potent.

However, at this moment, there was not a trace of fear in Casio’s heart.

In the previous retrospection, he was the one who had smashed Xiadu’s main body with his Fist, even if it required burning everything away. Having defeated the opponent once, there would be no more existence of any fear or terror.

How pointless to fear the defeated!

Thus, amid this grand hymn of praise to the world and with the blood-red light illuminating the Earth, Golem Casio raised his hand to the sky, his will haughty and mad. His entire massive armored body, as if still boosting under the terrifying will, constantly climbing higher, wishing to level with the entire sky and Blood Moons.

“Bang!”

The Iron Palm fiercely clenched, causing the Blood Fiend Tyrant head to explode on the scene.

“Come, come down! Let me defeat you once again!”

With a rumbling, the Black Magic Flame on Golem Casio’s body roared out, burning fiercely, almost enveloping the entire surrounding land.

Casio’s aura, at this moment, suddenly began to climb upwards.

Previously when he had killed the Barbaric Plate Bull, he had absorbed some Life Vibration Energy, but was quickly interrupted. Now, having killed the Dark Ultimate Level Blood Fiend Tyrant, he continuously absorbed its Life Vibration Energy. Seizing the moment, he added it all on his martial skill progress.

In the top right corner of his vision, the skill progress bar displayed.

“Golem Secret Weapon: Spirit Episode 75.2% (Final Chapter)”

As the Life Vibration Energy within his body was released, a scorching heat wave swept through every corner of the Golem, greatly enhancing cell activity, with terrifying energy being stimulated. At Casio’s current Realm, having already walked more than three-quarters of the Saint Fist journey, any noticeable progress afterwards was extremely difficult. 1% purely by his own arduous cultivation could take decades or even centuries, a time he could not afford to wait.