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Chapter 621 - 621 332 Open the door (4000) _2

Chapter 621: 332 Open the door! (4000) _2 Chapter 621: 332 Open the door! (4000) _2 His head suddenly shook, a violent stabbing pain burst out. The world before him seemed to pull away, streaked with a flash of white light.

Resonance originated from the fragments of the gate.

Jilan’s fragment of the physique began the gate opening ceremony, Casio, relying on the soul fragment, could also see the entire process.

He abruptly closed his eyes amidst the white light, yet it was as if a third eye opened on his forehead, suddenly presenting the real world before him.

A world of black and white…

Everything became lines, like drafts from comics—only the contour of objects and people remained, with no texture, no shadow, no crease. Everyone seemed to transform into a flat picture, exuding a bizarre 3D feeling.

The scenery remained the same, the streets remained the same, and the night remained the same. People moved back and forth, loud and noisy, bustling, but devoid of all color.

It was as if everyone, despite their various bodies, faces, emotions, and personalities, became identical.

It’s as if you’re walking down the street and suddenly squat down to examine a row of ants climbing near the tree root by the roadside. Each one of them looks the same, black and indistinguishable.

You watch the ants, but the ants can’t see your existence.

Casio looked around; it was all grey emptiness. When he lifted his head to gaze at the sky, he felt a sudden shock, pupils constricting.

His lips moved as he muttered to himself, “Ouroboros?”

In the dark sky above, the silver-white lights formed a cycle, like a bizarre giant snake biting its tail. Occupying a small part of the sky, it reflected in Casio’s eyes. A string of shredded flares scattered around the rotating body.

The fragments burned, decomposed, and eventually extinguished, disappearing.

“Wisdom Rune, five keystones, world cycle… what does this all mean?” Casio said, pressing his hand to his chest.

He seemed to grasp some things that barely pieced together, but couldn’t combine them.

In this strange world, Casio had experienced several Era of Retrospections. Many mysteries remained unsolved in his heart. For instance, what were the origins and provenance of the creatures of darkness? What was the ancient civilization behind the relics? And the origins of Black Rain Villa and Secret Martial Art, there was so much more…

One by one, he would unveil the mysteries. But exploration of dangerous places required strong strength. Casio was strong, but not strong enough! He wanted sweeping power, absolute power, overwhelming power.

Saint Fist! He must at least reach the level of Saint Fist! Then, Casio could think as he wished, do as he wanted and use his abilities as he pleased.

Only then could Casio explore all the unknown and secret aspects that disturbed him. And live a peaceful and happy life.

“Sorry, Jilan. You didn’t provoke me, and I hold no grudge against you. Leaving the natural opposition between your group and me aside, I deceived you, I hunted you down!”

“That’s who I am — someone who sometimes resorts to unscrupulous means for peace and power! Ha-ha-ha… Compared to you guys, it seems like I’m more of a villain…”

It appeared that Casio had figured it all out. The corner of his mouth hooked up in a somewhat neurotic smile, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Bang!

The ground burst open, and a rapidly expanding figure flashed in and out of sight, appearing behind Jilan.

At this moment, Jilan had already stood up from the ground. With a bewildered and eager gaze, he stared ahead, about 100 meters away. Over there was an illusory yet faint, giant gate.

A white stone gate frame with religious decorations and a jade-like heavy door. It emanated a majestic and dignified grandeur.

It seemed that everything in front of this gate would become insignificant.

Jilan was enchanted and thus failed to notice Casio’s outburst in the first instance. By the time he reacted, it was too late. A robust silhouette encompassed Jilan in its arms.

Giving him a breath-taking and deadly embrace.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sound of skeletal fracture was like firecrackers, erupting in an instant.

Jilan’s physique at fighter level couldn’t withstand Casio’s terrifying strength. His bear-like arms closed in, unleashing a roaring force that seemed capable of destroying even a steel pillar. Jilan was caught off guard, and his entire chest and shoulders were compressed to be narrower than his waist. Bones exploded, the muscles ripped, skin crumpled.

The three mixed together, akin to a puddle of mud.

The arms he used to deploy the Black Demon Hand were also squeezed flat, turning into a hunk of meat only three centimeters thick. In this state, how could Jilan manipulate his arms to attack?

His only countermeasure was nullified in the very first go.

The entire person was ruthlessly squeezed and turned into a human rod.

“You!!! Peacock, why!!!”

A roar bellowed from Jilan’s only somewhat intact head.

“Why? Actually, we are somewhat alike…”

From behind him, came the deep voice of Casio: “I am not from the organization, and I am not Peacock. In fact, if it wasn’t for our inherent opposition, I would be very happy to be friends with you – you and I are a bit alike.”

Casio repeated a similarity between him and Jilan for the second time.

“However, unfortunately, we are enemies. Since we are enemies, I absolutely can’t let someone like me live.”

As the voice from behind stopped, Jilan yelled out emotionally.

“You’re lying to me, you’ve been lying to me from the beginning! I cannot accept this! I was just one step away from that door…”

“I haven’t lied to you completely; I’ve also told you the truth. I said that after the opening ceremony, I would help you settle the score with those things from the Blood Spirit Association. Do you know? I have killed all of them before I met you, that’s why I was able to get the latest population density map. So, now I am fulfilling your wish, sending you to hell to settle the score with them…”

Casio’s tone was strangely gentle, but it carried a frightening and chilling sensation, like a flexible poisonous snake.

While whispering softly, it had already bared its poisonous fangs.

“Crack crack crack…” His arms tightened again, the gnarled muscles swelling as if they were pieces of metal.

“No!!! Open the door! I want to open the door!”

Jilan was suspended in mid-air, his eyes locked on the gate not far away. Blood tears erupted from the corners of his eyes.

That was a sign of his body collapsing under immense pressure.

“Stop shouting, that door will be pushed open. After you die, I will help push it open and see the scenery inside for you.”

After Casio finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his huge scapulae slammed together like heavy doors.

Crack!!!

Jilan, along with his robe, was split into two in an instant.

A jet-black hand suddenly reached out from behind Casio, the rootless fingers plunged into the skull,with blood dripping. The fingers moved at extreme speed, extracting a brilliant fragment.

Then he pinched it between two fingers, instantly putting the fragment against Casio’s forehead.

The broken cross-shaped indentation on his forehead shimmered with a red light, and the fragment quickly resonated.

He released Jilan’s corpse, his gaze falling on the blurry dreamlike gate in front of him. Its frame was beginning to fade.

The “door” could only remain open for a specific amount of time.

Once the window passed, it would quickly vanish.

Casio felt the fragment slowly melting into his forehead, gritted his teeth, and smacked his hand hard against his forehead.

A tremendous force forced the fragment inside.

In the middle of the cross-shaped indentation, there was a bleeding pit.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The entire street shattered inch by inch, and large footsteps cracked open the ground. The airflow suddenly reversed, and dust rolled. Casio was running at the speed of a race car, his stature increasing inch by inch until he reached two and a half meters tall.

The muscles were cast from steel, strong and unparalleled, majestic and imposing.

In an instant, he reached the full power explosion of the Demon Idol’s secret martial art.

The black spirit left a roaring tail of flame behind him.

“Open for me!!!”

He roared loudly, turning himself into a meteor sparking against the air, hitting the Gate of Physique heavily.

Bang!!!