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Chapter 266 - 266 175 Euler Euler (6000)_2

Chapter 266: 175 Euler Euler (6000)_2 Chapter 266: 175 Euler Euler (6000)_2 Casio fiddled with the pocket watch casually tossing it back, “Here, this is yours …”

Number Four reached his hand out, opening the watch to confirm it. He suddenly lifted his head, his long wolf-like face flickered with fierce light.

Arooo!!!

A wolf-like howl crazily resounded.

“All members of team four, kill him together!”

Immediately, dozens of new human elites charged towards Casio, their silhouettes flickering on the road.

“Hey, am I invisible to you?”

Next to them, the muzzle of Soro’s silver revolver was aimed at the brim of his hat.

Everything that just happened was extremely sudden, but the one thing Soro could verify amidst all the chaos was that Casio was an ally! Whether his words were true or not, he was obviously in conflict with the White Skull Organization, and the enemy of an enemy is a friend!

Walking with an easy gait, Soro started firing his revolver non-stop, his telekinetic bullets hindering the crowd’s advance.

“Get lost!”

Number Four roared, directly threw his heavy, gigantic battle axe, which was covered with a layer of black light. The axe body rapidly rotated, enveloping a two-meter radius.

Soro swiftly dodged, but was still hit by the back of the axe. Suddenly he stumbled back, a bruise on his left arm rendering him temporarily unable to cause any more distractions.

“Hmph!”

Number Four eyed his surroundings and his towering two and a half meter figure ran wildly on the ground, causing the earth to tremble with each step.

“Did you really kill Duo Tian Miguel? Haha, that’s the funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life! Save such blatant lies for hell!” Number Four sprinted at an incredible speed.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

The large figure compressed the air, pushing an air current in its wake.

He suddenly raised his robust arm which was as thick as a tree trunk and smashed it towards Casio. The purple-blue fist was as large as a bowling ball, veins circling it, carrying immense power. The fist tore through the air with a piercing whistle.

The savage fist gradually enlarged in front of Casio’s eyes.

“Size isn’t everything, it doesn’t mean you’re the strongest …” A faint smile appeared on Casio’s face: “Let’s use double the power then …”

His left foot suddenly lifted, and like a pile driver, it sunk into the cement floor. A tremendous force as if being drawn from the earth, traveled from his foot, to his knee, and finally to his spine and arm. The wave of force sent currents of air gushing, and his black coat flapped wildly, as if dancing in a sea of gale waves.

The moment he met a boxing master, Casio’s strength had already far surpassed human limits. After that, he gradually reached the pinnacle of the boxing path, with the three main nodes circulating, his power surged.

In addition to the unique power deployment techniques in the secret boxing method.

A secret martial artist at this stage is like a bulldozer in a real fight, capable of destroying trees, walls, and stones.

Whoosh!

A shrill sound echoed in the air.

Casio’s fist hurtled out, flying like a black javelin.

Thump!!!

The muffled sound of thunder rumbled. An air wave burst from the contact point of the fists. The compressed air was projected like a fan, appeared semi-transparent, and leaves on the ground were swept away.

The magicians’ heads buzzed from the blasts, among them was Catwoman.

On both sides of the concrete ground, Casio and Number Four stood their ground.

Radial cracks had formed at the rear, a result of the counter force of their collisions being unloaded through their feet to the ground.

The concrete could no longer withstand such colossal forces.

“Not too shabby, tough muscles. Your arms weren’t shattered after all, that’s surprising.” Casio slightly squinted his eyes.

And then, a series of popping sounds rang out, like boiling beans exploding. The sturdy purple arm in front of him trembled repeatedly. The tough skin broke into numerous small cuts, with red plasma gushing out from the cracks.

Among it were chunks of white bone fragments.

“Ahhh!”

Number Four screamed and retreated. His right arm hung limp by his side like a lump of mud, all muscles and blood vessels inside had been destroyed.

“This overwhelming power! At least twice as much as my punch! Could it be that what he said was true? He really killed Miguel and took his pocket watch as if it was nothing…how is this possible…”

Whoosh, in front of him, Casio’s silhouette vanished into a shadow.

In the blink of an eye like a ghost, he appeared before him, his bloody red eyes staring him down.

“Damn it!”

Number Four cursed, and his intact left fist lashed out fiercely. But the punch was effortlessly diverted by Casio’s elbow.

Casio swiftly advanced, forcing himself into Number Four’s embrace.

A defenseless chest appeared before his eyes…

And then came a barrage of continuous punches like a storm.

“Ora, ora, ora, ora, ora..”

A pair of fists shrouded in white vapor rapidly struck within a second, releasing all their accumulated power in a series of punches onto Number Four’s chest.

Splat! Splat!

Casio’s arms penetrated Number Four directly.

Like a pair of iron rods, they passed right through him.

On the back, two white fists wrapped in blood vessels protruded out, fresh blood, and broken viscera continued to flow down.

“Wa.”

Number Four spat out blood, his eyes filled with bloodshot lines.

“How… How could I die by the hands of a nobody?”

Rip!

Number Four was ripped in half from his chest, he rained down blood as Casio charged towards the surrounding Skull Organization members.

“Swoosh!”

The white blade cut through a deadly arc in the air, slicing off a person’s head. He dodged an attack sideways and in a counter strike, threw a man with a roundhouse kick, sending him flying.