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Chapter 624 - 624 334 Complete Grim Reaper (4000)_1

Chapter 624: 334 Complete Grim Reaper (4000)_1 Chapter 624: 334 Complete Grim Reaper (4000)_1 These were Casio’s inner thoughts that he didn’t voice out loud.

However, the look in his eyes created some confusion in Amos, who slightly furrowed his brows: “Do you know me?”

In the moonlight, Casio neither affirmed nor denied it and kept a faint smile on his face, casually scanning the thick metal lines expanding out from behind Amos, like a giant spider web.

“Want to give it a try?”

Whoosh!

Over a dozen metal lines flew out at an astonishing speed and nailed into the ground where Casio was standing moments ago, churning up a cloud of stone dust and turning the heavy stone tablet into a wasp nest.

Amos didn’t change his expression when his attack missed. He slightly turned his face and looked to his right.

At some point in time, a tall and straight silhouette had appeared on the wall. The moon shone down, casting a slowshadow.

“Hehe…”

Amos’s frost-like face suddenly broke into a smile. He slowly stretched out his arm, fingers spread wide. Underneath the white gloves, countless threads started to move about, swaying like seaweeds in a storm: “As you wish…”

Swiftly swinging his right hand, the sound echoed through the air and dozens of metallic lines glittering in silver light shot out. They slashed at the enclosure wall, causing a burst of dust to fly up.

Powder sprayed out, making deep and numerous cuts on the wall which was as thick as a person. The exposed surface exhibited silky traces of the slashes.

The wall managed to stay upright for a moment before it finally crumbled down. One part of the enclosure wall was chopped into finger-wide bars, clearly demonstrating the sharpness of the metal threads.

“Too slow, your movement is too slow…”

From behind Amos, a voice echoed from far away.

With an abrupt twirl, Amos had his hands dancing in the air like butterflies. Almost instantly, hundreds of metal wires separated into two groups and intertwined with each other, forming two sleek, long whips that left a crisp noise as they cracked the air.

The metal whips left two winding trails on the ground, several dozens of meters long, and slammed into the area where the voice had come from.

Boom!

Three to four ornamental trees were chopped in half there, along with an innocent black street light. All of them flew out spinning, either sticking into the ground or rolling over the wall.

“Not enough, not enough! Your power exceeds this! Are you holding something back? Then let me give you a hand!”

In mid-air, a floating voice was as elusive as a shapeshifting phantom. One moment it was in front, then it was behind him the next.

Crow!

Suddenly, a cry of a bird of prey tore through the sky. In the corner of Amos’s left eye, a red light erupted like boiling magma, engulfing a powerful fist and bringing with it an intimidating force!

With a whoosh, it broke through the air and directly aimed for his head.

Zing zing zing!

Amos clenched both his hands that were in front of his chest, causing all the metal wires to vibrate. They were then pulled rapidly by an immense force, causing the ground to crumble, tree trunks to split, and streetlights to tilt.

Hundreds of metallic wires quickly gathered and wove into an iron net in front of him, layered upon each other.

A fist carrying a puff of firelight brutally hit it.

Around the immediate area, an ear-piercing screeching sound of metal echoed, and radiating cracks appeared densely over many buildings. As it turned out, the metal lines that Amos had thrown out had wound themselves around every corner, and they could, therefore, channel the impact force away.

This method allowed Amos to divert the force that he would otherwise had to bear by himself and distribute it to his surroundings. It was a combination of his skills and wisdom in combat. Despite releasing it with exceptional smoothness, he wasn’t affected in the slightest.

All that force ended up channeled into the walls, houses, and ground around him.

“What a brutal force!”

Amos stood half a meter behind the metal net, although he had blocked Casio’s tricky punch, there was no sense of delight or contempt. He carefully squinted his eyes, looking at Gale Silk that had slightly deformed. This material was a special metal forged through secret methods. Even a fully loaded truck going at full speed couldn’t damage it.

The end result would simply be the truck splitting into half due to its own inertia upon hitting the wire. Now, Gale Silk had deformed.

The magnitude of force required was self-explanatory.

In fact, the surrounding environment was a testament to it all. Casio’s punch made almost half of the block tremble. The ground, walls, and buildings all showed fine cracks.

More than ten ornamental trees were ripped apart by the wires.

Faced with such an opponent, merely the first transformation was not enough!

He slowly took a step forward, his black leather boots gently stepping on the ground. His index finger was held out to his chest, and over a dozen shining metallic wires were coiled around it, carrying an inexplicable force: “As you wish!”

Ding ding ding ding!

From the surface of his gloves, numerous metallic wires shot out, joining the already existing Gale Silk. Due to the drastic increase in numbers, they all burst open, blooming like a flower.

A silver flower whirled and spun around Amos.

The metal wires crazily multiplied, once, twice, thrice…

Then they reached an astounding nine times!

The number of metal wires increased from the initial hundred to even more than nine hundred.

At the center of it all, the originally 13 to 14 year-old, adorable-looking Amos had now grown up. His face had distinct features and sharp eyes, his nose was as aquiline as an eagle’s.

He slowly spread his arms revealing his robust figure. Healthy and full of vitality, he was definitely in his twenties. His long, black hair was tied into a ponytail with a metal wire.