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Chapter 443: 254 Organization·Ghost Knife·Garoro(4000)_1 Chapter 443: 254 Organization·Ghost Knife·Garoro(4000)_1 “It’s undoubtedly Third Brother.”

I recall the first time I ever met Third Brother Lanxi and Fourth Brother Moses, it was at the banquet held when eldest brother returned from his training in East Sea County. Fourth Brother was a strikingly individualistic one-eyed brute, while Third Brother was a beauty with delicate features.

The two have a great relationship, sort of like a pair of arch-enemies.

After becoming the fifth junior brother, Lanxi and Moses cared for me greatly. On the contrary, it was the Eldest Brother who, due to his high position and busy affairs, would rarely meet with us. The Second Senior Sister was in seclusion for a long time, so I only got in contact with her during the North Flow Country Exchange Competition. You could say, during the Era of Retrospection series, the four people who left the most significant impressions on me were my teacher Lixia.

My sister Li Chu, Fourth Brother Moses, and Third Brother Lanxi.

During my second retrospection that wasn’t exactly short, I had a significant amount of interaction and communication with these two. So much so that our relationship had progressed to more than just being martial brothers in name, we had become friends too.

Unfortunately, during the Sect Destruction War, all I could do was give my all to save Teacher Lixia while everyone else from our sect perished.

This includes Third Brother and Fourth Brother.

Memories flashed through my mind like scenes from a movie. My originally disoriented gaze regained clarity, swiftly replaced with icy fury. Having my long-deceased Third Brother Lanxi suddenly appear before me after over a decade, I can’t think of any other reason apart from his body being possessed and controlled by Dead Blood.

Dead Blood’s attack on Wind Elephant Gate most likely for this, the robust body of a Secret Martial Artist is an excellent vessel for Dead Blood.

An ordinary human’s body simply cannot compare.

Every Secret Martial Artist who has broken through the human limit and has reached the level of a martial expert theoretically is a perfect suit for Dead Blood.

Because of this, after the Sect Destruction War, the body of Third Brother Lanxi, who died in the war, wasn’t wasted. Instead, it was occupied. Stitched and mended, it has been used for over a decade up till now!

This possibly indicates that the bodies of the other martial brothers, the bodies of the elders, and the Gate Master of Wind Elephant Gate have all been possessed.

Walking around the world with a sturdy shell possessed on the inside by the filthy darkness of Dead Blood, not even sparing the bodies of Secret Martial Artists. This is the greatest insult! The depression on Casio’s forehead began to flash uncontrollably. As the scarlet spread across the faint cross indent under his scattered golden curls and into his eyes, his eyes suddenly became as vivid as red rubies.

Blood vessels spread uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, forming an eerie red eye shadow like dense tree branches.

Feng Liusi, who was of the same origin not far away, immediately noticed something was wrong. He yelled, “Casio, be careful not to deviate from your boxing method! What’s the matter with you?” He then ripped the surrounding enemies with both his hands, sweeping over with a leap, shaking off all enemies around Casio.

He forcibly cleared two positions by his side, and planted his feet.

“I’m good, I can control it…”

Casio’s gaze didn’t waver, still locked onto the body of Lanxi.

His voice was low, faintly hoarse. With a blank expression, he seemed restrained as he said he would be but Feng Liusi could tell at a glance that it was the calm before the storm. The aura of Casio’s Southern Dipper Red Vulture Fist had already started to ripple uncontrollably. The more repressed he was, the angrier he was becoming.

“…” Feng Liusi remained silent, then sighed. Having spent two months in Death Valley together, he had basically gotten the hang of Casio’s character. Under such circumstances, it symbolized an unparalleled, steadfast killing intent, and he wouldn’t stop until he achieved his purpose.

Feng Liusi had previously felt this during Casio’s first challenge.

He knew it would be futile to persuade him, and swiftly asked, “Tell me what you want to do, or where you need my help.”

“I am going to massacre all Dead Blood in the entire Green District, especially those in black robes, complete bodies, none must be spared! Help me gather all Dead Blood present in this temporary Blood Nest, especially those in black robes.” Casio closed his eyes as the fiery breath slowly escaped from his nostrils. When he opened his eyes again, Red Vulture Fist’s aura had already enveloped him, floating within his aura.

This was a true sign of entering battle mode.

Feng Liusi lightly nodded, exploding a Blood Spirit Association member who rushed over to meet his death. Lastly, he issued a reminder, “Don’t lose control like people who get drunk from too much alcohol.”

After delivering these words, he quickly retreated backward. He and the freshly arrived of Sheng Feinan stood shoulder to shoulder, racing out of the pathway. He dealt with the surrounding trash around him in passing.

Meanwhile, Steward’s eyes lit up. He immediately charged along with Young Master You An, taking advantage of the broken encirclement, and followed them closely.

Thus, only the encirclement of the Blood Spirit Association and Casio in the center remained in the Poker Casino.

“Do you recognize me?”

The hooded figure, whose hood had been ripped off, slowly retreated into the crowd, with another two people in black robes to his left and right. A rigid smile appeared on his beautiful but pale face.

“No, not my identity, but the original owner of this body. It seems there were some that slipped through the net when we exterminated the sect all those years ago…”

The Dead Blood, possessing the body of Third Brother Lanxi, uttered this sentence.

His tone didn’t waver in the slightest, sounding like an emotionless puppet, “For over a decade, I’ve made good use of this body, it’s far more solid and durable than an average human. It even has muscle memories of various martial arts moves and explosive actions…”