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Chapter 487 - 487 271 Coincidence all are coincidences (4200)_2

Chapter 487: 271 Coincidence, all are coincidences (4200)_2 Chapter 487: 271 Coincidence, all are coincidences (4200)_2 “Damn it, I give up.”

Feng Liusi rolled his eyes, his refined demeanor completely gone.

“Ignore him, let him adjust himself slowly while standing…”

Casio immediately turned around, looking at the other two ancient antiques.

One of them was a mural, its once vibrant colors now faded to grey with the passing of time. The images on the mural were a bit blurred, but careful observation revealed their details.

As he speculated about the specific shapes, Casio’s brow furrowed deeper, and he leaned closer and closer to the glass case. In the end, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face revealed a shocked expression.

The untimely voice of Sheng Feinan rang out at this moment.

“Hey, Casio, don’t tell me you broke through too fast and can’t control the Deathfang Power from your acupoints either. Quit acting, Feng Liusi is still standing there stupefied, he can’t even see you mocking him…”

Casio automatically screened out this statement, concentrating his attention even more on the mural. He indeed found something unexpected.

In the mural, those vague contours, if Casio wasn’t mistaken, were united in an oval by five patterns.

The five patterns, starting from the top and going clockwise, were:

Mouth, eyes, nose, ears, hands.

The five senses that humans use to perceive and understand the world.

And in the middle of these five patterns, no matter how Casio looked at it, it reminded him of an Ouroboros, a crude ∞.

The Akaba Ruins from the last retrospection, and the Wisdom Rune.

Several key words immediately linked up in his mind.

He subconsciously touched his chest, the mark of the Wisdom Rune was still there. It was originally known as the Ouroboros, from the mysterious Oyon civilization. It’s said to be one of the Five keystones leading to the endless and infinitely great distance. It can extract the essence of disasters and brew the blood of the spirit. The foundation of Casio’s current combat lies in the continuous enhancement of the Secret Martial Art from the nine parts of the spirit’s blood.

Is this ancient ruin related to Akaba?

Or is the antique ruin where Feng Liusi obtained the secret transmission of Southern Dipper, left behind from the era of the Oyon civilization?! Casio turned his head abruptly to look at Feng Liusi, but soon returned to pondering on the problem.

During his last retrospection, he ventured into the Akada ruins with Duomeng, the chief core disciple of the Three-eyed Mad Lion Style. The ruins were suspected to be the lair of the Northern Blood Clan, with many old creatures sleeping there.

Beetle swarms, high-ranking blood clans…

Long-forgotten memories surged to his mind, and Casio compared the timelines of the two retrospections This retrospection was three years after the last one, so the changes shouldn’t be too drastic. That group of so-called direct blood clan members is probably still living in the ruins.

If the Southern Dipper’s secret transmission really is there, it’s inevitable that there will be a battle. Casio came back to himself, and exhaled deeply.

He was fortunate to have obtained some useful information. Although it wasn’t certain, at least had specific directions for reference.

With this thought in mind, he studied the patterns for a while longer, confirming his ideas. Then he turned his gaze to the last antique, a heap of architectural ruins from an unknown location.

It could be a wall, a pillar, or even a statue.

Casio thought for a moment and noticed the word “thorns” seemed to be written on one of the fragments. His interest was piqued. Observing from different angles, he obtained some vague phrases.

“The dead.” “Butterflies.” “The ashes of the living.”

The most complete one was a sentence.

“You are fire, you wear flames…”

Casio muttered to himself, feeling vaguely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. He was lost in thought for about two minutes before he suddenly came back to reality, murmuring.

“Falling amidst the blue thorns, sipping the red fever.”

“…”

“You are fire, you wear flames.”

“Painful flames, incinerating the living.”

“The ashes of the living, falling on the love poem of the forehead of death…”

In the Black Rain Villa, along the circular passageway that leads to the Baptism Church, there lies a fragmented sculpture with a verse on its pillar.

A certainty that Casio once held in his expression became baffled once more. How did he get mixed up with Black Rain Villa again? Or could it be that the Black Rain Villa was also formed during the era of Oyon Civilization?

He was momentarily immersed in the contemplation of the unknown.

All these oddities seemed to be connected to that mysterious ancient era, even the Soma Myth and the three fundamental doors of life. There was the organization that knew something about it, but was constantly collecting antique relics from ancient times. All these elements were churning in his mind.

However, due to the scarcity of relevant information, it was not enough to piece together a complete line of relationships. In the end, Casio snapped back to reality, abandoning his intensive contemplation, and suddenly heard the voice of Sheng Feinan.

“Casio, Casio, what’s wrong with you? Yo…Don’t tell me practicing has caused you some hiccups. Since the last time, Feng Liusi has asked me to keep a close eye on you so you don’t deviate.”

Casio looked away, shook his head, “I’m fine, just stumbled upon some interesting information. I’ll tell you about it when we get back…”

“Oh?” Sheng Feinan’s eyes lit up immediately and he nodded, “You’re definitely more insightful than that useless old Feng Liusi.”

“Hey, hey, hey, who are you calling old? Acting like I can’t hear you. You’re a sprightly 60-year-old, I can’t even say what I’m thinking.”

Feng Liusi, somehow, had managed to regulate his Deathfang Power that was lurking within him and was leisurely standing to the left of the two.

He walked up step by step, “The more discoveries, the better. We have three today, there’ll be more in the days to come.”

“Mm.” Casio summarily agreed.

Suddenly his heart jumped, his expression flickered. The shallow cross mark on his forehead suddenly glowed red, and something in his mind seemed to be vibrating. Casio took a stride, teleporting like a ghost to the entrance of Exhibition Hall 05, stopping his footsteps.

A few meters away, a man with black hair stopped as well.

He was pressing his hand against his forehead, his gaze leisurely fixated on Casio. His profound black pupils, much like an abyss, absorbed the light.

The two men said nothing, just stood confronting each other.

It seemed as if an invisible whirl of air was spinning and rising, all of a sudden. Behind the man with black hair, a black peacock spread its tail as if standing in a metal-like posture, and its feathers were filled with an elegant but malicious charm.

Behind Casio, a red figure expanded and tore apart. The twisted airflow formed a giant blood-red vulture with overlapping scales. It raised its head and screeched.

At the same time.

In the exhibition hall, a purple-haired youth in a light trench coat walked forward with a cold expression, in the company of a young girl.

“Lance, after the antique exhibition, can we go to Ice Ripple Lake in Kula City? I’ve wanted to go there for a long time, but no one ever went with me.” The young girl’s voice was pleasing to the ear, and her dressing sense was not too shabby either. Her paired with long legs, slim waist, and full bust, she seemed to have a regular workout routine.

She was good looking with refined features, her black top complimenting her milky-white skin. Her combed hair exuded a gentle aura while her eyes held a light of confidence.

“I won’t have the time.”

Lance was growing impatient, he had made a vow upon coming of age that he would dedicate his life to the sword.

Getting caught up in love would only corrupt such resolve.

The girl before his eyes happens to be Nora, the second core disciple of the East Nine Gates Ringing Water Road. With her remarkable talent and attractive features, she is pretty popular within the core disciples’ community.

For some strange reason, ever since witnessing Lance’s moves at the Eastern Secret Martial Art Exchange, she developed a liking for the cool and aloof Lance. At every gathering of people their age, she would try to find opportunities to chat with him.

This left him quite irritated, any time he encountered Nora, he would try to avoid her. He ran into her this time by mere coincidence, Lance could only remain cold from start to finish as he tried to squeeze himself deeper into the exhibition.

“Lance~” Nora used her sweet voice again.

Lance’s eyelid twitched hard as he halted, “Don’t talk to me like that, I’ll comply with you, just don’t bother me any longer.” He then forcefully parted the crowd and made way into the mass.

“Ah, wait up, don’t go…wait for me…”

Hearing the chatter behind him, Lance quickened his pace.

Suddenly, he felt his entire body tense up. A dangerous aura from a certain direction made his hairs stand. It seemed like two abominably fierce wild beasts were standing off against each other.

Lance raised his stiff neck, managing to take a glance in that direction.

Suddenly, he felt his entire body tense up. A dangerous aura from a certain direction made his hairs stand. It seemed like two abominably fierce wild beasts were standing off against each other.

Lance raised his stiff neck, managing to take a glance in that direction.