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Chapter 437 - 437 Nemesis of Immortality (4000)_1

Chapter 437: Nemesis of Immortality (4000)_1 Chapter 437: Nemesis of Immortality (4000)_1 “Begin…”

Casio’s eyelids were lowered, uttering two words from his mouth.

He stepped forward, heading straight towards the two black-clothed bodyguards rushing towards him. At the same time, he unfolded his Red Vulture Fist Aura, compressing it closely onto himself. This locked the residual aura of having slaughtered many dark creatures within his own body, making him seem like an ordinary person.

“Please, come this way, there’s a vacant seat over here…”

A cold-faced black-clothed bodyguard spoke, seemingly trying to beckon Casio, Feng Liusi and others to join him.

But except for Casio who continued to walk towards him, Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan each found a way to go around, blatantly ignoring him. Compared to the fixed menu, the trio preferred buffet style eating.

How comfortable it was to pick and match their own food…

Noticing the other two ignoring him, the bodyguard in black turned to Casio.

“Sir…”

Whoosh!

Casio, the glutton, began to slash his red dining knife at the food that had long been selected. He extended his hands to both sides like a conductor in the stands leading the band with gusto.

Both index fingers left two red lines in the air.

The red lines drifted lightly, seeming slow but actually fast. Like real thread, they softly swished through the necks of the two black-clothed bodyguards. They pulled and tugged slightly, beheading the defenseless bodies which fell rolling on the ground like balls.

A pair of headless corpses stiffened on the spot, due to the sudden death, their muscles hardened. Surprisingly, they stood there for a while before they leaned against the wall, slowly falling down.

Casio cut at the right angle, and the slanting surface of their necks faced the wall, with the gushing blood spattering over it. The audience in the last row, two meters away, was so absorbed by the heated scene in the stands that they didn’t notice the sharp sound of flesh being punctured just behind them. They waved their fists, their eyes red as they yelled incessantly: “Kill him!”

Casio lowered his blood-dripping hands and continued his pace, neither too fast nor too slow. He moved through the virtual meridians formed by his palms, so that the circulating Deathfang Power would puncture the surface of the skin, exploding the blood into a fog. A faint layer of blood-red mist covered his hands.

Click, click, click…

The crisp sound of boots treading the ground was drowned by the noise.

He gently patted the backs of the two bodyguards. The men turned around, only to have their heads caught in a vice-like grip, and then forced to collide with each other by a brutal force. The faces of both bodyguards compressed against each other, their facial features interlocking.

Blood dripped from their chins, gradually staining their black suits red.

On the other hand, Feng Liusi was visibly more brutal than Casio.

One hand reached out, aiming right for the heart and lungs.

With one clawing move of his South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, he sent someone’s head flying like a ball. The remaining headless corpse spurted blood like an uncapped beer bottle.

It showered the surrounding area like a fountain.

At the last row of seats, a man, half-squatting and clenching his fists, watched the punishing action on the arena without blinking. Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his scalp.

The boxing ring was underground – it couldn’t be raining. It was probably someone’s spit – which idiot at the back got so excited he sprayed his saliva all over? Damn it! Just as he was about to turn around…

He realized he was in the last row. He reached out to touch his scalp, looked at his palm, and saw it was dripping blood.

“This…this is blood?”

Turning around abruptly, he saw a body gushing blood, awkwardly collapsing to the ground.

“Ah!!!!!”

Just as he was about to scream, screams had already erupted from somewhere close by.

A member of the Blood Spirit Association, hiding in the audience seats, sensed the danger and fiercely attacked Feng Liusi as he passed by. Before he could react, his arm was ripped off, leaving a bloody stump. A punch filled with Deathfang Power sent him flying out of nowhere. The man saw a shadow flying overhead, screaming while following a parabolic path and landing a few meters above the arena.

An explosion of internal force resulted in a burst of blood mist.

The vulture, who was about to kill the black wolf on the stage, was suddenly swallowed by the rain of flesh, and the host on the side stage was also covered in blood. He screamed in panic and fear.

“What’s happening?!”

“What’s going on!!!”

The previously boiling audience was now in an uproar, seeing something unknown and unexpected happening. Someone was thrown up into the air and exploded? What kind of a weird situation was that?

Could it be a gory surprise from the underground boxing organizer?

Or was it just a mannequin?

Bang! Bang!

As if in answer to everyone’s questions.

Two more human figures flew over the audience, presenting everyone with a grand and bloody rain curtain.

“Ah!”

The high-pitched scream suddenly filled the field, and the spectators’ excited mood immediately cooled down in the face of the fear of death. Many people suddenly stood up and ran towards the other exits.

In a flash, the entire spectator section of the venue was in chaos.