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Chapter 1321 - 1321 660 Five Auspicious Sound Runes gathered

Chapter 1321: 660 Five Auspicious Sound Runes gathered together (4200) Chapter 1321: 660 Five Auspicious Sound Runes gathered together (4200) Yulia was so shocked that her mind nearly went numb; the successive impacts made her doubt whether this world really existed.

Hunting humans, the Nightmare tribe, and the Exorcists who were enemies of the Nightmares.

Her own boyfriend turned out to be the son of the President of the Exorcist Association.

Mysterious and powerful martial artists descended upon them, engaging in frantic combat, destroying everything they encountered. Just the residual waves from their clashes were enough to suppress what appeared to be the supernatural beings of the Nightmare tribe and the members of the Exorcist Association. Clearly, the two sides were not even on the same level.

“Are these the group of martial artists? Can martial arts really be practiced to such an extent?!”

At the center of the battlefield, the President of the Demon Hunter’s Association, who was entangled in a stand-off with the leader of the Nightmare tribe, couldn’t help but turn his gaze towards them. Holy Lion Ximu, Burning Fist Carlo, Blood Hand Vincent—every clash of their legs and arms was like an artillery bombardment, akin to an explosion of explosives, terrifying to watch.

That tightly clenched, massive fist cutting through the Air, the arcs filled with savage force, left no doubt that a hit would likely result in immediate death on the spot, even for the strongest Demon Hunter.

In the President of the Demon Hunter’s Association’s mind, training in martial arts and Combat was still at the level of ring boxing and underground fighting seen in movies.

The boxing and free-fighting masters he had encountered in reality were not that impressive either.

He never expected that the true power of Boxing Method would be like what he saw before his eyes!

The three were essentially human-shaped self-propelled cannons, rampaging wildly through the Mountain Forest, with the Physique of a Tank, the speed of an airplane, and arms like Machine Guns, their rapid and complex movements dazzling to the eyes.

“This is too fierce…” the President of the Hunters Association muttered to himself.

Next to the cave, in the midst of the Blood Soul Ritual, the leader of the Nightmare tribe also showed a complex expression, with the phantasm of his savage face constantly shifting. Suddenly, the Ceremony finally formed a crescent trajectory, the rivers of blood connecting the bone nodes—the despairing oil burned fiercely, fully activating the Blood Soul Ritual.

Instantly, a weird and special fluctuation swept out.

It brushed across the ground and penetrated deep Underground.

Linking despair with despair, resonating fear with fear.

Beneath the Yellow Cedar Forest, in the depths of an Underground Relic, in the hazy darkness, a light suddenly shined, illuminating the surroundings. This was an Altar placed within a stone chamber, and at the heart of the Altar, a stone column, about half the height of a human, protruded, with the top revealing a stone-carved palm.

The palm firmly grasped a sword, a Longsword that was pitch black!

Hum…

The Longsword vibrated, and an overwhelmingly vast Aura of fear pierced from the Underground to the sky! The Sword of Despair and Fear was stimulated by the Blood Soul Ritual, and it began to emit an unceasing wave of fear.

Even after penetrating through layers of Relics and dense layers of Mud and rock to reach the surface, it still made those present feel a sense of utter despair.

“It’s a success! Great!” shouted the leader of the Nightmare tribe at the center of the Blood Soul Ritual, waving his hands in ecstasy. All the Nightmare tribe members present felt the continuous surge of despair and fear arising from Underground, significantly boosting their strength.

It was as if they were soaked in a hot spring, with their very Origins being nourished!

“The Sword of Despair and Fear.”

“That’s it! We must possess it!”

“It will elevate our tribe step by step to the pinnacle of the world!”

All the Nightmares were instantly swept up in a feverish emotion.

“We absolutely cannot let the Nightmare tribe get ahold of this! This source of fear and despair is practically a divine artifact for them!”

The President of the Demon Hunter’s Association had a heavy heart and became extremely cautious.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the Nightmare tribe leader across from him, his body gradually covered with Exorcism energy on his hands, ready to strike a thunderous blow at any moment.

The Nightmare tribe leader, gazing back with bloodthirsty eyes, was just the same.

However, what both sides failed to notice was.

At some point, Holy Lion Ximu and the others, who were still fiercely colliding, stopped their movements and stood separately on the Earth, sensing something.

Burning Fist Carlo and Blood Hand Vincent’s eyes lit up; they instantly realized that the object currently emitting the fear was the reason why this particular Underground Relic produced items of fear. That source, that Core, was the true treasure!

And opposite them, Holy Lion Ximu had noticed it too. The Golem Sect Master had given him the Task of finding the last of the Runes. The Aura of that Rune, according to the description, represented fear and despair!

That’s right, it was right here, Underground!

That Aura was spreading continuously, shining like a candle in the darkness, guiding the way. Now, Carlo and Vincent didn’t need to be sneaky with their information any longer. Holy Lion Ximu could go directly for it himself!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of three figures suddenly accelerating rang out, leaving deep pits on the spot where the three had stood, three straight black lines charging towards that particular cave!

Aaaah!

Along their paths, all Nightmares or Exorcists in their way were violently struck aside, blood and flesh flew, and screams echoed! If one were to look down from the sky, one would notice that the three were like three blades, splitting the Battlefield apart.

Next to them, the President of the Hunters Association and the leader of the Nightmare tribe had their expressions drastically changed. Only then did they realize that there was such a huge unstable element beside them. And now, it seemed that the goals of these three powerhouses were consistent with their own—to obtain The Sword of Despair and Fear!