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Chapter 363 - 363 215 Secrets of the Southern Dipper (4300)_3

Chapter 363: 215 Secrets of the Southern Dipper (4300)_3 Chapter 363: 215 Secrets of the Southern Dipper (4300)_3 Casio, naturally, did not advance cautiously step-by-step like a normal person would. He chose to run at an extremely fast speed. Given his physical fitness and reaction speed, Casio could instantly dodge obstacles when running wildly in the forest. Earlier, he was like a shadow, constantly refracting and darting in between tree trunks.

The sound of rushing water hitting the rocks filled the air, generating a rich water vapor.

A few white birds were circling overhead.

Running ahead with an expressionless face, Casio’s feet worked like springs, compressing and releasing against the ground. His whole body suddenly shot up over four meters. With a swift insertion of his right hand into a crack in the rocks, he used it to gently push off downwards and rocketed skywards like a shell.

It took him just four steps to deftly land on top of a cliff that was dozens of meters high. The bank of the Mata River still lay ahead, with the vague appearance of a colossal creature nearby.

A brown bear, over three meters tall, a predatory animal weighing several tons.

“Roar!”

The brown bear in the distance spotted Casio and immediately rose to its full height, revealing its intimidating size reminiscent of dark clouds. Its mane was tough, and it opened its large mouth to reveal its snow-white tusks.

Compared to regular brown bears, the ones deep in the Roca Mountain Range appeared even larger and far more aggressive. Upon roaring, it immediately charged toward Casio.

It was as if a small black car hurtled with full force.

“Hiss…”

Casio squinted his eyes. His nostrils flared with a deep, resonant breathing sound, similar to the hiss of a poisonous snake, his black clothes fluttering without wind.

The Life Field of the Secret Martial Art belonging to the Demon Idol was released. Everything around immediately quieted down. The air and movement of the water seemed to freeze for a moment. The strong and unwavering vitality was undeniably present.

Instantly, the charging brown bear got frightened. It abruptly rolled on the ground and scurried off into the woods.

Thump, thump, thump…

Freshwater fish in the river began to jump out of the water.

The rustling sound of small animals fleeing rang continuously from the bushes and trees on both sides. Even the insects buried in the cracks of the mud began to quickly move away from Casio.

The effect was not bad; perhaps he could continue to keep this power released.

Casio continued to move along the river, marching dozens of kilometers without encountering any obstacles. All types of poisonous snakes, wild beasts naturally avoided him, even the mosquitoes were unwilling to come within a meter of him. It was until approximately thirty kilometers later.

That he encountered a swarm of black ants, their size akin to eyeballs. These ants moved in groups, extremely fast. Their exoskeleton was as hard as turtle shell and steel, and they released a scorching acidic liquid. Instead of fleeing upon sensing the aura of the Demon Idol, they swarmed towards him.

Casio fought with them; even a full-force punch in normal state couldn’t kill a single black ant. He had to temporarily activate the third stage of ‘Breathless Continuous Strikes’, progressing through the sea of black ants with defenses quick as mercury. However, several parts of his body were still burned by the acid, and the recovery was slow.

It took half an hour just to heal skin injuries.

Subsequently, he encountered some creatures unique to certain regions. Carnivorous birds with teeth-filled beaks, huge pythons with grey horns growing on their forehead, and disgusting locusts as thick as a forearm. The Roca Mountain Range was indeed somewhat out of the ordinary.

About one o’clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

Casio stopped. In front of him was a gray dense fog suspended in mid-air, flowing and climbing as if alive.

He took a slight breath and felt a burning sensation on the tip of his nose.

“Poisonous…”

After contemplating for a moment, Casio decided to enter the fog, relying on his extraordinary physique and recovery abilities. Half an hour later.

He wiped the fresh blood that had flowed from his nose.