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Chapter 445 - 445 255 Casio of the Wind Elephant Gate (6000)_1

Chapter 445: 255 “Casio of the Wind Elephant Gate” (6000)_1 Chapter 445: 255 “Casio of the Wind Elephant Gate” (6000)_1 Green District, George Poker Casino.

“Ah!”

With a scream, a silhouette was blasted by a massive force onto the ceiling, crashing precisely into the side of the crystal chandelier. There was an immediate clatter, and the top of the chandelier swung violently. Eventually it fell together with the figure, smashing heavily onto the floor.

With a clink, the sparkling crystal chains shattered all over the place.

Intertwined in the debris was thick, fresh blood.

The light was broken, darkening the area somewhat. But it didn’t matter, for the George Casino had numerous such crystal chandeliers.

People could still clearly see the scenes in each corner.

A few minutes ago, there were over thirty Blood Spirit Association members, either gun-carrying humans or incorruptible-level members or entirely cloaked immortal-level entities. Now, however, they all lay on the ground like dead dogs, their chests showing no signs of breathing.

They had been killed by a single person they had surrounded.

There was an absolute disparity in strength. The substantial firepower of handguns and submachine guns had no effect when used against him. The famed immortality of the dead blood seemed to have met its nemesis.

Wherever he went, allied members were killed one by one.

Even his leisurely and elegant way of slaughter had an artistic touch to it, as if he were painting a masterpiece.

Only, the pigment was the fresh blood of everyone present at the scene.

Overwhelmed by this stark contrast, some of the human gunmen already had their wills shaken and attempted to flee in vain.

But each of them was killed on the spot by him.

He disallowed any adversary to leave the gaming floor of the casino; all enemies were designated targets or prey.

He steadily executed this bloodshed for a few minutes; practically everyone was dead, leaving only a green-haired silhouette in a corner.

The body he possessed was originally named Lanxi, now called Cilan.

At this moment, Cilan was at a loss for words to ask Casio to be his servant. In the blink of an eye, his initial confidence shattered like the broken crystal chandelier on the floor.

Cilan leaned against the wall, staring into the bloody mess of corpses not far away where the scarlet figure strangled the last immortal comrade. His entire form was nearly completely shrouded in a blood-red mist, depriving onlookers of any particular facial features or emotions.

One could only notice that the blood-colored mist around him had become denser and heavier than before.

Thud!

A corpse was hurled into the air and demolished a red and black gaming table before falling onto a nearby brown carpet.

The blood-colored figure slowly made his way towards Cilan.

“Where is the backup!” He strained to gather his scattered strength. For unknown reasons, this man didn’t choose to harm him; there was merely a contest of force.

Meanwhile, other Blood Spirit Association members were injured upon contact and died upon touch, torn apart by a weird force that shredded their bodies and muscles.

On the other hand, Cilan was merely struck in the joints and centers of his kinetic force, rendering him temporarily powerless.

This was also the reason why he could survive till the end.

Now, seeing Casio steadily advancing, Cilan felt the impending danger. He was left with no choice but to use the desperate last resort of the Dead Blood, the Homologous Resonance. This meant aggregating a significant number of Dead Blood bodies to form a massive Resonance Body.

There was no need to control a human body, it could still engage in combat directly with the enemy. Its immortality would increase exponentially, coming close to true immortality. Further, since the body was entirely made of blood, it could morph into any shape suitable for combat.

Only a fully transformed Dead Blood, or someone of immortal level or above, could use this gift. However, there was also a cost, the leader would suffer severe side effects, and other component bodies would suffer minor side effects. There were corpses everywhere in the casino now, filled with Dead Blood beings, the latent conditions were already present. With Casio steadily advancing, Cilan gritted his teeth.

Instantly opening his mouth, he let out high-frequency shouts.

This sound was of a high-frequency range inaudible to humans; only other Dead Blood beings could sense the vibration. Following that, they also released high-frequency shouts, creating resonance and swiftly merging into a single entity.

At once, this high-frequency soundwave transferred through.

However, the surroundings were eerily silent. The only sound was the muffled, damp noise of boots stepping on the floor covered in thick blood. The overlapping shouts of comrades which were expected did not occur, let alone the homologous fusion caused by resonance.

Cilan was stunned for an instant; his comrades didn’t respond to him?

What was going on?

A pair of black boots stopped right in front of him.

The next second, a large hand pressed squarely onto Cilan’s face. Cilan was powerless against it due to his crushed body strength, and his entire body was pressed against the wall.

An unnerving, emotionless, cold voice echoed in front of him.

“Twelve years ago, Federation Calendar year 98, North Flow Country…”

“Do you remember the martial arts sect that you attacked?”

Cilan struggled slightly, seemingly unwilling to answer. But the next second, he felt an intense vibration penetrate his forehead through the burning palm and rapidly spread throughout his entire body. Cilan himself was forced to activate a vibration that violently collided with the invasive vibration.

What was horrifying was that not only the human body under his control but also his own immortal Dead Blood being was forced to activate this vibration, continuously consuming his very essence.