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Chapter 488 - 488 272 No more nonsense start fighting immediately

Chapter 488: 272 No more nonsense, start fighting immediately (4000)_1 Chapter 488: 272 No more nonsense, start fighting immediately (4000)_1 The blood shadow grew larger, carrying distorted air and swirling currents, and slammed directly into Lance’s eyes.

Yet this scene seemed to go unnoticed by the others, who continued to chat and admire the antiques.

Only one person stood rigidly in place, his eyes empty, his fingers trembling slightly. Lance seemed to be trapped in a terrifying illusion, his senses automatically blocking out the surrounding noise, turning him into a puppet. After about ten seconds, he suddenly grunted.

His face went pale, and his legs almost gave way.

Lance wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, breathing heavily, casting a somewhat fearful glance at the two figures in the distance. As a core disciple of Soul-Losing Swordmanship, his experiences were vast. That strong aura and Qi that could trap someone in an illusion with one glance.

Only a veteran fighter with a concentrated boxing method could easily do that! From that glimpse, Lance recognised Casio, he had been taught a lesson recently at the headquarters of Evil Eye Fist Sect.

The memory was still fresh.

He and Aro had tried to challenge him, but were defeated in two moves as if they were being toyed with, as if they were crushing ants. Indeed, the gap was so big that Lance couldn’t even think of catching up. The man before him had defeated the Gate Master of the Evil Eye Fist Sect and the Great Elder one after another on that day. A fighter, a veteran fighter, this was indeed the top layer of the Secret Martial Arts World in the open.

Now, anyone who could stand against him must be at least a veteran fighter. He himself had received just a glance as the man’s attention was diverted and was hit by some of the waves.

Lance gave a bitter smile, it seemed that he could not even withstand the remaining momentum of the other party. He had been thinking about breaking through to become a fighter and then going to challenge and seek revenge after being injured these days.

Suddenly, the feeling of powerlessness that rose in his heart even surpassed the shock he had just experienced. He took a deep breath.

“Lance, huh? Why aren’t you moving?”

Nora squeezed through the crowd from behind and came over. Seeing Lance’s pale and bloodless face, she quickly showed concern and said, “Not feeling well? We can go somewhere spacious to rest.”

“…”

Lance remained silent, letting Nora drag him towards the open area of the exhibition hall. There was a look of despair on his face, as though he was still immersed in the shock of what had just happened.

On the exhibition hall aisle, a burly young man with crossed arms, who was chatting with someone, suddenly looked up and saw the two of them.

The expression on his face was inexplicably brilliant. He smiled slyly, pointing at Lance, who was in a state of trance, and said to his friends on the side,”Do you see? This is what happens when you get entangled with a woman. Love is about mutual affection, just like me and Oliana. My little nephew is too soft-hearted, if it were me, I would just beat up the one I don’t like regardless of gender. That way, no one will bother you and waste your precious cultivation time.”

His companions listened to Aro’s golden words, some nodding in agreement, some retorting, “Lance is soft-hearted? He was ruthless when he was challenging powerful Secret Martial Artists. There must be something fishy…”

On the other side, at the entrance of Exhibition Hall 05.

The Black Peacock and Casio had been staring each other down for half a minute. The invisible clash of their auras created an oppressive atmosphere.

Some of the people nearby frowned subtly and naturally stepped away from this uncomfortable area.

The smell of gunpowder in the air grew thicker. Casio’s eyes grew progressively redder, as if they were being slowly stained into a ruby by a blood-colored paint. The fragments of the Gate in his mind were telling him.

The person before his eyes possessed something similar.

And those who had been striving to collect the fragments of the Gate, were members of the Gate organization! The fighter, Peacock, who in the real world tried to obtain the Mirror of Illusion; The new steward of the Black Mechanism, Grim Reaper Amos, whose tragic past seemed to have a great connection with the Gate Organization; The Ghost Knife Garoro whom they encountered in East Sea County; and the melancholic and evil young man in front of him.

According to Casio’s conjecture, those mysterious core members of the Gate Organization seemed to have fragments of the Gate. Combined with the early news of the Gate Organization’s interest in the ancient antiques at the Tulip Antique Exhibition. The identity of the man before him hardly needs to be mentioned.

They had just dealt a heavy blow to the Ghost Knife in East Sea County, so Casio had long been mentally prepared to confront the Gate Organization head-on.

He just didn’t expect it to happen even sooner.

“Resonance of the fragments…”

The black-haired youth was the first to break the silence, whispering to himself. With a wicked smile, he looked at Casio: “The forces gathered in Kula City recently are just those few, and I have never seen you before.”

“Last night, all five bases of the Blood Spirit Association in Kula City were suddenly attacked and destroyed. That must have been your doing,” said the Black Peacock, a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth: “Today is the first day of the exhibition, and there are quite a few members of the Blood Spirit Association in the Tulip Antiques Exhibition Hall. I wonder if they will make trouble for you publicly if they find out the specific news now.”

“Hehe, feel free to tell them, but don’t mistake the hunter for the prey,” Casio replied with an expressionless face, listening to the footsteps behind him, and continued: “Also, you got one thing wrong just now. The Blood Spirit Association thing wasn’t done by me.”

“It was done by us.”

From within the Exhibition Hall 05, two figures leisurely walked out, standing in line with Casio on either side. One in a black suit the other in a white suit. At that moment, their gazes were simultaneously fixed on the Black Peacock.