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Chapter 1314 - 1314 656 Brother you smell so good (4100 somewhat

Chapter 1314: 656 Brother, you smell so good! (4100 somewhat crazy)_2 Chapter 1314: 656 Brother, you smell so good! (4100 somewhat crazy)_2 The descent of the massive Golem Martial Academy heavily suppressed the living space of dark creatures that had invaded human society. They, who stood at the top of the food chain, were now being oppressively hunted down by the cultivators of the Magical Golem Sect’s boxing method, fleeing like street mice yet still getting caught and humiliated.

Sometimes, upon discovering traces of dark creatures, the boxing cultivator would call friends and spontaneously group together to massacre them. If they were not strong enough, they would mobilize all members of their own Golem Martial Academy. And if that was still not enough, they would summon the support of all the Golem Martial Academies in a wide surrounding area.

Even elders from the Golem Sect would personally step into the fray.

“Though crude in their approach, I do appreciate that rich and pure malignance,” Casio sensed the Golem Secret Martial Art. Cultivators of the demon seed from different locations and continents around the world were continually transmitting human malice—a will that transcends space.

These wills were like roaring flames, baking the golem.

At the top of the bell tower, Casio withdrew his gaze and vanished in an instant.

February 17th, evening, in a woods on the outskirts of the City of Pannan.

“Do you know how to be human?”

“Yes!”

“Then I’ll ask you a question, what’s most important in being human?”

“It’s the timing!”

“Heehee, correct answer!”

The bonfire roared, and on a clearing in the woods, several robust shadows flickered in and out of visibility. Not far from there, several dark creatures were chained to tree trunks, their plight utterly pitiable as wounds dripped blood incessantly.

Beside the bonfire, two robust shadows in combat suits with the character for “demon” embroidered on them danced around excitedly, one holding a knife with a cold gleam. It looked freshly tempered, the blade slightly reddened.

Chatting away, the two approached the dark creatures on the right.

“Pffft!” “Pffft!”

Without a word, the long knife pierced through one dark creature’s chest, thrust into the tree trunk, making it convulse like a fish.

“Are you going to talk or not! Are you going to talk or not! …Are you going to talk or not…”

As the two men growled, they frenziedly stabbed and withdrew the knife over and over.

Although the dark creature had a form of immortality, it nearly rolled its eyes back from the ceaseless stabbing. Its will nearing collapse, it finally managed to produce a strained voice.

“What’s all this ‘are you going to talk or not’ about…”

“Just ask, dammit! What is it! Cough cough cough…”

The dark creature vomited blood, pain spreading throughout its entire body.

Its outcry at last startled the two men in front. The brothers, whose faces bore some resemblance, quickly pulled out the knives. They looked at each other and sniffed, one raising an eyebrow, signaling the other to speak.

At once, the older of the two brothers leaned in, bending down.

The will of the dark creature was feeble, but it still instinctively listened closely, desperate to survive. This member of the Golem Clan was finally getting to the point.

The bonfire crackled and popped. The older brother came close to the creature’s ear, his gaze sharp, half of his face shrouded in darkness, the other half—a resolute, profound visage—outlined in the firelight.

“Brother, you smell so good…”

“?!”

The dark creature’s eyes widened, sensing immediate danger.

“Sniff sniff sniff…”

The younger brother, who had somehow inched closer, was now lying on the creature’s extensively stabbed chest. He smelled the scent of charred flesh as if entranced, like he had found a fine ingredient.

“No! You can’t do this! You… you damn well can’t!”

The whole tree shook with the dark creature’s struggle.

“Why can’t we?”

“If you can eat us, then why can’t we eat you? Hehehe, I’m so hungry, I really want to eat!” The older brother’s round eyes spun clockwise, making him look like a patient with a mental disorder. Next to him, his younger brother held a knife, his body curled up, his head lowered and he laughed madly until his shoulders trembled, as if suffering from ague.

Both abnormal, befitting of real brothers.

“No! Who will save me?”

The howl of the dark creature startled the flying birds in the night woods.

Across the bonfire, by the big tree, three shadows watched the scene nearby without stirring. They seemed quite used to this.

If the fire were brighter, one could see that these three faces were very familiar. They were Phil, Tifa, and Milo, disciples of Casio. Several months had passed, and they had all changed anew. Their temperaments had matured, their disposition cold and ruthless, their hands stained with fresh blood.

A rose needs harsh conditions to become more vibrant and beautiful.

Having received Casio’s gifts, they had to put in even crazier effort.

At first, the three were somewhat uncomfortable when they joined the Golem Sect’s squad that specialized in hunting dark creatures, because not only were the enemies cunning and dangerous, but their teammates were also twisted and insane. But as time went by, the three suddenly felt that their teammates’ mad and demonic behaviors were absolutely right, an eye for an eye, blood for blood! If dark creatures can treat humans this way, why can’t humans do the same to them? Only by becoming evil spirits can they run rampant in the darkness!

Soon, they fitted into the atmosphere and took pleasure in it.

Tonight, the behavior of the two teammates was just a minor episode. Usually, they had even more twisted and crazy moments.

“What’s the task for tomorrow? Milo.”

Phil, looking at the dancing flames, suddenly asked.

Next to him, Mino took out a small notebook and flipped through it in the light.

“Found it.”

“In the City of Pannan, a businessman who could be called exceedingly rich once had a wife he loved. Later, his wife was tragically killed by a dark creature that had set its sights on her. The businessman was struck by profound grief and even developed a mental illness, but he was helpless. A few months ago, he joined the Golem Sect, cultivated the Boxing Method, and used his own influence to help many Golem Martial Academies expand. A few days ago, the businessman suddenly started his actions…”

“He wants all the Golem Martial Academies around to help him find his wife.”

“Find his wife? What do you mean?” Phil raised an eyebrow and asked.

“The businessman means that he has lost his beloved spouse for so long, those dark creatures need to compensate him. The Blood Clan were the ones who killed his wife back then, so he wants the Blood Clan to become his wives, no matter their gender or age, the more the better. The businessman has even specifically built a mansion in the suburbs, which is actually a prison, to accommodate his Blood Clan wives. When everything is ready, he invites disciples from all over the six counties of the eastern part to come to the mansion for fun…”

Milo described the whole process with a strange yet understanding expression.

“Creative.” Phil snapped his fingers and shook his head.

In the shadow of the big tree, Tifa, who had been cold and silent, quietly watched everything. She was more rational and contemplative than the others’ fervent state. In recent months, the rampant and unrestrained expansion of the Golem Sect made Tifa vaguely aware of something.

“Although I don’t know why he would have such an idea…”

“But, maybe, a great war is coming?”

In the same forest, at the top of the tallest ancient tree, a silhouette vanished in an instant. Casio had been surveying the development of the Golem Sect these days and also had a look at his three bargain disciples. The more he observed, the more he felt the actual existence of human malice.

It was the collective subconscious of human society, massive and profound.

Everyone had such thoughts, a survival instinct that was subtle yet powerful. Once incited, it would burst forth with astonishing strength, enough to scare even the ultimate beings.

In the past month, Casio had begun to understand human malice and reflected it in his Golem Secret Weapon. When he operated the Golem Secret Weapon, he could feel a kind of invisible blessing, enhancing the Golem in all aspects. Strength, speed, defense, recovery, stamina were all slowly improving, and the rate of this enhancement was accelerating.

Obviously, this was caused by the constant expansion and sinking of the Golem Sect.

“My decision two months ago was the right one. Now, the evolution and enhancement of the Southern Dipper Secret Transmission and the Golem Secret Weapon are already in place.”

“First to return to the Golem Sect, to see how the Blood Vulture Dominant Fist has recovered.”

“Three or four days have passed, the life vibration energy I gave should be almost depleted. The next breakthrough will need the help of the Blood Vulture…”

A silhouette in the night sky flashed and swept toward the southeast.