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Chapter 1318 - 1318 658 The Sword of Despair and Fear (4500)_2

Chapter 1318: 658 “The Sword of Despair and Fear” (4500)_2 Chapter 1318: 658 “The Sword of Despair and Fear” (4500)_2 Joey naturally reported the situation to the Exorcist Association Headquarters.

The Exorcist Association had also gathered forces half a month ago, with combatants scattered around all converging on Huangmu City, awaiting a massive operation.

Tonight, as usual, Joey observed the movements of those humans manipulated by the Nightmare tribe. Unexpectedly, they took action at this very moment. What’s worse is that due to the dense population of Nightmares in that area, Yulia somehow got marked with a fear sign and became prey to a certain Nightmare. Joey panicked the moment he found out.

A fear sign continuously devours the essence, Qi, and spirit of the marked person. Only by killing the Nightmare that placed the mark face-to-face can it be lifted.

He absolutely couldn’t stand by and watch his girlfriend slowly die.

Therefore, Joey made an exception and brought Yulia, an ordinary person, into this Exorcist Association operation. Hoping that in the subsequent fighting and battles, they would find that Nightmare and kill it face-to-face to exorcise.

Only then could Yulia return to a safe life.

Under the tall shadow of the Yellow Cedar trees, the lovers embraced each other, feeling the pounding of each other’s hearts. Joey gently patted Yulia’s back.

“Don’t be afraid, leave what comes next to me.”

“I will find that Nightmare that marked you with fear.”

“Even if I can’t do it, I will beg my father to help me…”

Joey, who was always quite rebellious due to strict parenting, felt for the first time how lucky he was to have such a strong and reliable father.

Deep in the American Forest, at the entrance of a partially collapsed cave.

Figures in grey robes busily moved back and forth. A vast ritual array formed a crescent moon shape enveloping a range of fifty to a hundred meters. Within this area, pale human bones were inserted at critical points under moonlight, with crimson blood connecting the points.

This was a mysterious Ceremony of the Nightmare tribe, composed of eighty-one specially chosen lives and the despairing oil before the death of a living being, creating an induction ritual. Once ignited, it could lock onto the location of that treasure.

“Hurry up, this Ceremony will be activated at midnight.”

A Nightmare that resembled a leader, with raspy and terrible voice coming from beneath the hood, suddenly removed the Hat, revealing an eerie skull. It was clearly a human face, yet covered with a mist of unreal darkness, the smoke continuously transformed into evil spirits, demons, and monsters.

Even the distorted faces of men, women, old, and young screaming in agony.

This is what a Nightmare is, a semi-parasitic creature of darkness. After devouring their host’s life and Soul, they would obtain part of their Physical Quality. When a Nightmare descends onto a human host, it can bless the new body with terror, combined with the Nightmare’s own spiritual abilities.

The potential of their tribe is not even inferior to that of the Werewolf Blood Tribe.

“Remember, kill anything that approaches the Blood Soul Ritual without mercy!” The leading Nightmare snorted coldly, his expression ferocious: “Exorcist Association, do you think I don’t know you’ve been tracking our Nightmare tribe’s tracks? If you dare come today, I will send you to death…”

On the outskirts of the American Forest, figures wearing white shirts topped with black Waistcoats, looking like a mixture of hunting attire and Gang attire, gradually approached. They were numerous; each held a dagger in the left hand and supported a tiny Glass orb in the right hand. Cold and silent, as if waiting for something.

Ahead, a tall Figure with a black coat draped over his shoulders, a cane in his left hand, and reaching into his pocket with the right hand, pulling out a silver lighter. With a flick, the Flame whirled, held close to light the end of a cigarette.

The man stood in the darkness, with a single point of red glow burning, and smoke curling.

“Carter, you lead a group of people to cooperate with the police and blockade the entire forest. Don’t let people from outside come in or those from inside get out,” the man turned his head to look at a Silhouette beside his left hand.

“Understood,” the Silhouette nodded.

“The rest, switch to combat state, turn on exorcism mode…”

“Today, we’re going in big!”

The man laughed softly, then led the team rushing into the woods.

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Half an hour later, at the outskirts of Huangmu City, at the periphery of the Yellow Cedar Forest.

Two figures, as if they had agreed upon it, came to the front of a significant landmark boulder. One was cloaked in a grey robe, the other in a black robe. Their strides fast, almost as if they were flickering and shifting, they suddenly appeared.

“Carlo, you’re right on time.”

The black-robed Figure spoke, having been waiting for a while.

“Vincent, for this matter, I would never be late.”

The grey-robed Figure stepped up to the boulder, halting his Footsteps.

Under the bright moonlight, both simultaneously removed their hoods, revealing somewhat aged but still robust and formidable Faces.

If an expert from the Secret Martial Arts World of the East Coast of the Yana United States were to observe this scene, they would undoubtedly exclaim in surprise. For these two, both were once renowned figures. Burning Fist Carlo, Blood Hand Vincent, both were first Elders of their major schools, once Gate Masters, now serving as the foundation of their schools. Indeed, both possessed the Strength of top Fighters.

Twenty or thirty years ago, loving and killing each other, friends as well as enemies, they even had the reputation of being unparalleled in their generation. The Secret Martial Arts World was filled with their legends.

In front of the boulder, Carlo and Vincent chatted casually as if catching up.

“This is the third time we’ve teamed up since we discovered those ancient ruins in the cave nine years ago. Inside, it’s full of dangers, even for top Combat Realm Fighters, one wrong move could be costly. Three collaborations, and we’ve only gotten through the first layer of the ruins, I wonder if in our lifetime we could ever…”