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Chapter 605 - 605 325 dual-color roses (4000)_2

Chapter 605: 325 dual-color roses (4000)_2 Chapter 605: 325 dual-color roses (4000)_2 If the main personality could master a secret technique from the South Dipper…

Not just the three main mental methods would become utterly robust.

Even the South Dipper secret techniques might resonate. Casio could sense that the resonance between the South Dipper Sonic Snake Fist and the Red Vulture Fist could greatly increase the speed of his cultivation. If another was added, and all three resonated together, wouldn’t that be…

An hour passed, the Hongmen Banquet in the restaurant was over. King Size had no chance to resist before everything was settled, wholly becoming subordinate to Casio.

At half-past one in the afternoon, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. The windows at the end of the hallway were wide open, letting in the refreshing breeze. Sunlight poured in obliquely, making the dark corridor suddenly bright.

The glass cover of the decorative oil painting on the wall reflected the light softly.

At the entrance of the brown door.

A pair of sisters, similar in appearance, stood quietly, looking somewhat uneasy. But recalling the words in the restaurant just now, they finally reached out and knocked gently on the door.

Inside the room, Casio, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes slowly.

“Come in.”

With a creak, the wooden door opened, and golden light poured in like water, illuminating the entrance area. The duo, a pair of roses of different colors, stood right in the beam of sunlight, their skin flawlessly white.

Whether it was a misunderstanding or not, the clothes they wore were hard to describe. The blonde was dressed in a brain red skin-tight miniskirt that emphasized her sexy figure. Her legs were long, straight, and voluptuous, with the curve extending to her waist and hips.

The silver-haired wore a soft, navy blue silk robe. The curve from the slender waist extending to her chest was as graceful as the mountains in spring, modest yet bold. The exposed skin on her neck and ankles was as white as floating ice on the sea surface.

Both had a sensual, tender face with distinct, icy features; juicy lips, red and charming.

At this moment, they both set their sparkling eyes on Casio.

Despite the light, their eyes seemed affectionate.

“Close the door.” Casio squinted his eyes and stood up.

“Yes.”

Five seconds later, Casio slowly walked in front of the two sisters.

As he inspected them again, he felt a somewhat familiar aura, appearing and disappearing like a fleeting fragrance.

“Sir… Your mental state seems a bit terrible…”

“Do you need us, to soothe you a little?”

The Golden Rose spoke suddenly, her voice husky and coquettish. Naturally, it carried a rich allure, like red wine.

“Heh… let’s try then…”

Casio smiled faintly, intending to test whether the so-called psychic abilities of the duo were effective. As for the Golden Rose saying his mental state was poor, it was because Casio just exited from the killing personality, his eyes still tinged with bloodshot.

One minute later, the blond youth sat in the middle of the soft sofa. To his left was an icy, elegant lady draped in a silk robe. To his right was a fiery, seductive beauty dressed in a hip-hugging miniskirt. They both sat on either side, bodies featuring graceful contours.

Casio crossed his arms over his chest, his eyelids drooping. The sunlight from the window cast a shadow on his profound facial contours.

The next second, the duo started humming a song, beginning to sing lightly. Without a doubt, it was a contemporary popular tune.

Both had beautiful voices, each with a distinct texture.

The final note at the end of each lyric seemed to have an inexplicable provocation, just like a subtle hand gently scratching the chest.

Not just pleasant to the ears, their voices carried special mental frequencies. Like ripples in water, they blended into the air, lingering and sparkling, their light shining.

It felt like a ball of moist water gradually approaching Casio from both sides, subtly stirring the surging Qi within him.

Well, it turned out to be somewhat useful.

Casio’s headache, which he had been experiencing after his cultivation, soothed slightly, and his previously suppressed mood lightened significantly.

His stern eyebrows gradually relaxed, the facial expression becoming serene.

On both sides, the sisters exchanged a look. They started singing more industriously, their voices imbued with an alien force. They were making their last desperate efforts, refusing to merely become subordinates.

Neither was implanted with demon seeds. They intended to use their psychic abilities for one last try, targeting Casio. Their psychic abilities could not merely soothe; if fully utilized, they could reach the extent of mental hypnosis, influencing the will of an individual’s personality.

Enchanting songs echoed, hovering in the room.

Casio’s eyelids were steadily drooping, his breath becoming more and more even and gentle, the rise and fall of his chest slowing down. It was as if he was about to fall asleep.

A glimmer of delight flashed in the eyes of the twin sisters, as they slowly moved close to him. They were almost leaning on Casio’s strong shoulders, red lips whispering into his ears as if sharing a secret.

A faint floral scent lingered at the tip of his nose.

Simultaneously, the two sisters gave each other a nod. Seductive tunes slithered out from between their teeth, softly stimulating the brain.

The enchanting harmonies were so incredibly dream-like; they were irresistibly seductive.

Casio completely closed his eyes.

“Success!” A beam of radiant joy flashed briefly across the face of the Golden Rose. In the next second, however, the smile froze on her face.

She astonishedly watched as a plume of fierce fire-like red vapor erupted from the left side of Casio’s body. It filled half the room like a raging wave.

The vortex swirled around, something was descending from the dark abyss above.

Screech!!!

A piercing screech from a fierce bird of prey rang out. A terrifyingly vicious blood vulture swooped down from the sky, its colossal wings blotting out the sun.

The bird landed before the Golden Rose, its crimson pupils staring back at her. Reflected in them was her own panic-stricken silhouette.

Over at the other side, the Silver Rose suddenly wanted to retreat.

A purple python had wound around her thigh without her noticing, its grip leaving red marks on her smooth, pale skin. The soft flesh beneath her skin was squeezed out like tofu. The snake continued to climb upwards, slow but steadfast. It seemed to be constricting its prey, wrapping around it ring by ring until death.

“What the hell have we summoned!?”

“How could this happen!?”

The twin sisters paled and their bodies went limp with horror.

In the center of the sofa, the blonde youth that had been sleeping deeply opened his eyes. His gaze was pitch dark, dull, and lackluster. His whole body was wreathed in a swirling dark energy that resembled fierce flames.

Crack, crack, crack…

Casio’s entire form began to expand, growing from a height of 1.8 metres to 1.9 metres. His muscular physique also transformed, from a slender and sleek form to a distinctly and rigidly angular shape.

His white, rock-like muscles flexed impressively. His muscular arms were smooth and sleek, shining as if they were coated in a layer of golden ointment under the sunlight. They were eye-catchingly radiant and lustrous.

Quite an attraction.

His upper body clothing had ripped apart, revealing the twenty shining constellations on his chest. Half were red, half were purple. Additionally, at his waist and kidney area, three clusters of lights were brightening up.

Casio had entered an unusual state, his mind was unusually clear, while his body was driven by the primal instincts of secret martial arts. Personas of killing lust and aloofness surged forth, his Qi dissipated outwards.

The dominant persona in his mind fell into a most primal state.

His body would only act on its basal instincts.

Under the sunlight, Casio glanced at the sisters stationed at the ends of the sofa. His lips curled into an involuntary wicked smirk.

He abruptly stood up, his towering figure blocking the sunlight from the window. The massive shadow crept closer to the two women in the room.

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At dusk, the red sunset scattered across the room.

On the solitary bed, a fair, smooth back was revealed, a narrow crevice was squeezed out in the middle. More than half of it was covered gently by a thin blanket, the sunlight lingered on the delicate butterfly bone.

In the center of the bed, a blonde youth was leaning against the headrest.

Broad shoulders, sharp jawline, his deep gaze were like dark abyss. It was obscured by the slowly drifting smoke.

A veil of mystery.

He was holding a cigarette in his mouth.

The bluish-red flame flickered, bright and dim in turns.

Suddenly, the youth cursed under his breath, murmuring to himself.

“What the hell just happened?”