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Chapter 331: 200 Golem War Art (4000)_1 Chapter 331: 200 Golem War Art (4000)_1 Whoosh!

A flash of silver arc disappeared in mid-air.

The chief suddenly found that the cigar he held in his mouth was reduced to a half, its burning end falling rolling to the ground.

He retreated two steps in fear.

The soles of the shiny black leather shoes connected with the road’s surface, the figure stepping out of the sedan was indeed a young boy. Judging from his appearance and height, he looked to be about fourteen years old, around 1.5 meters tall, sporting common black short hair.

A pair of circular glasses perched on his nose bridge, reflecting a slight glare.

The black and white suit he wore was not formal or casual, but resembled the attire of a waiter or a steward, designed with a tapered waist.

On his left chest was pinned a brass badge.

The logo was an upside-down sword and a hand holding the sword hilt below it, with thorns entangled around the hand.

It seemed to be a representative symbol of an organization.

The same logo also appeared on the back of the boy’s white gloves, surrounded by seven or eight black symbols and letters.

Its meaning was unknown.

Behind him, the car shuddered once more.

A plump white man in a black police uniform descended, his thick mustache hanging below his nose immediately recognized by the head of the Special Action Group.

Alan Krug, the chief of the Northern Flow City Police Department.

“Greetings, Chief.”

Fritz and his companion offered a standard police salute.

But Krug merely nodded in a perfunctory manner, instantly following the boy with a smile on his face and began briefing him on the specifics of the situation.

Fritz was also called upon for a detailed supplement.

The boy’s attitudes seemed cold or perhaps that was just his natural demeanor. Through the entire conversation, Fritz and his companion did most of the talking, while the boy didn’t ask any questions, simply walking briskly through the streets.

Until they reached a corner.

The boy halted, lowering his gaze towards the ground.

There was a pit, half the size of a person. At the bottom of the pit was an arm, a severely dehydrated looking arm.

The wrinkled skin shared the dryness of a tree branch.

The boy gently extended his hand. From the index finger of the white glove a silver metallic thread emerged instantaneously, as if the entire glove was woven from metallic threads. With a swoosh, the metallic thread coiled around the arm on the ground and levitated it into mid-air.

Next to them, Fritz’s pupils contracted.

The captain was right.

There would indeed be professionals handling this matter, which is why it was necessary for all members of the Special Action Group to sign a non-disclosure agreement.

The black-haired boy quietly examined the arm as the thread suddenly coiled in a spiral and tugged inward sharply. With a snap, the entire arm was severed into more than a dozen fragments.

Whoosh, a faint red steam flashed into thin air.

“Blood Clan, high-ranking Blood Clan…”

The boy murmured to himself. He took out a small notebook from his breast pocket and jotted down a few keywords on a piece of paper.

About ten minutes later, the palm-sized notebook was filled with keywords, some of which were circled.

“Death of high-ranking Blood Clan”, “Totem Wizard”, “Strange dark aura”, “Keep a close watch on North Flow Country when mobilizing the Black Mechanism”…

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The second day of Li Wei’s uncontrollable state.

In an abandoned house in the suburbs of Northern Flow City.

Metamorphosis was taking place, like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly, from last night until now, it was constant and relentless.

Casio, floating in mid-air, witnessed the entire process.

Last night, Li Wei’s body went berserk, killing all enemies. According to Casio’s assessment, the power displayed by Li Wei was incredibly close to the level of a Fighter, with some areas even far more advanced. Even Count Andrew, a high-ranking Blood Clan member on par with a Fighter, was suppressed and killed by Li Wei.

After the battle ended, Li Wei took with him parts of valuable corpses. An hour later, he reached this ramshackle house.

Just like before, he greedily absorbed the remaining Dark Source from the corpses. Li Wei, two-thirds of whose body had already undergone a Dark Biological Transformation, completed the last remaining one-third.

The black veins raged, entangling and fusing together to form a huge cocoon, encapsulating Li Wei’s body completely.

The body of the cocoon hidden in the shadows was heaving and contracting rhythmically, pulsating like an oversized heart.

And it went on for at least ten hours.

Casio was powerless to do anything but floated like a ghost in mid-air, watching the giant cocoon in the dilapidated room.

He was constantly pondering the two questions he had previously thought of: how to get his consciousness back into Li Wei’s body, and how to stop the clearly terrifying and eerie process of the Dark Biological Transformation.

However, both questions remained unanswered.

At present, the only thing Casio could influence on this body was the Wisdom Rune. Because Li Wei killed Count Andrew and two more Totem Wizards, the progress bar of the Wisdom Rune instantly filled up, absorbing a sufficient amount of Disaster Essence.

But the problem now was that Casio didn’t know if he could still use the Wisdom Rune. The Dark Biological Transformation happening right now was from the inside out, manifesting from the spirit onto the physical body.

Put simply, Casio was undergoing a spiritual split. One part of his soul was undergoing a Dark Biological Transformation, while the other part remained normal.

His normal soul possessed Retrospective Ability and could also see the symbols of the Wisdom Rune. Technically, he could try to use them, but whether they would produce any effect, he could not be certain.