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Chapter 466 - 466 261 Blood is the Currency of the Soul (4300)_3

Chapter 466: 261 Blood is the Currency of the Soul (4300)_3 Chapter 466: 261 Blood is the Currency of the Soul (4300)_3 But Casio knew, he was the rootless leaf floating aimlessly. Hastily navigating through the ordinary world, shadowing the colossal dark shadow beneath the iceberg. Engaging in fierce battles with a handful of existences, until one day he dies and rots into the soil.

What was the meaning of such a life?

He slowly closed his eyes, savoring the cool breeze.

No, there still is some meaning. At least Casio has grasped the freedom of how to die and has seen sceneries he had not seen before.

People always have one or two hobbies or interests in their lives.

Sports, music, reading…

Power, money, beauty…

Casio is slightly special, he is fond of exploring the unknowns hidden in the darkness. What is the pinnacle of Martial Arts? What is the source of dark creatures? What about the Organization? What about the fragment of the gate? What about the secret transmission of the Southern Dipper? What about the ancient civilization myth pieced together through fragmented information?

He’s not without pursuits, they’re just a little too grand.

Killing is not the goal, but the means.

Power is not the end, but the process.

A conscious death is better than a confused life, let alone a conscious life. Casio felt his recent slightly restless mood has improved a lot, as he just reacquainted himself.

A horn sounded on the street, and a car passed by.

Slowly lifting his head, Casio met the gaze of a sneaky silhouette on the fourth floor of the neighboring building. As he turned around, his murderous alter ego dissipated, his eyes becoming clear again.

His mind felt as refreshed as if it had been soaked in ice water.

At the same time, another person was experiencing the same thing.

You An and Casio, in his last second of his murderous personality, locked eyes for a moment. Suddenly, You An felt as though his heart had been soaked in icy water, almost stiffening from the cold. Those scarlet, inhuman pupils radiated a total disregard for life, like a butcher in a slaughterhouse, bloodied knife in hand, deciding which pig to slaughter next. Ordinary people, transcendent beings, dark creatures, they all seemed to be inferior beings in his pigsty, prone to being butchered without warning. Perhaps even skinned and eaten, their corpses drained…

When one kills enough, they naturally grow indifferent to these species. That casually revealed attitude of looking down upon them is the most terrifying thing about being watched.

You An clutched his chest, gasping for air, cold sweat running down his forehead and back, yet his heart was freezing. He realized the butler had been right the night before; his curiosity had been too excessive.

He should have stuck to the plan for this outing and not indulged in unexpected incidents, which could potentially involve unimaginable dangers! You An felt as though he had grown up.

The previous night’s event taught him a lesson, quite effectively, although it was through terror, not surprise.

It’s not about the dark side of society but about living honestly and being a good person. Don’t get yourself involved in things you cannot handle, be a flower in a greenhouse.

At least you’d live longer and be happier this way.

Realizing things you’re not supposed to realize only brings trouble. Forget about those dark and terrifying entities…

He never wanted to encounter such people or things again.

You An took a deep breath, staggering back into his room. He opened the door and said to the butler in the living room, “Butler, let’s depart for Kula City this afternoon. After quickly attending the Gold Antique Exhibition, we’ll head home…”