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Chapter 635 - 635 339 Two Legendary Antiques (4000)_1

Chapter 635: 339 Two Legendary Antiques (4000)_1 Chapter 635: 339 Two Legendary Antiques (4000)_1 “Yes.”

The backbone responded promptly, awaiting the person on the other end of the phone to hang up. Then, softly putting down the receiver and turning around, he left with his men.

Only two black-clad men who had been tasked with guarding the warehouse from the start remained standing on either side of the main door, their movements and expressions as still as sculptures.

Yet their eyes were sharp; like eagles, roaming slowly over their surroundings without missing the slightest detail.

As the newly established headquarters of the Black “A” Organization, North Flow City’s each and every stronghold was under strict security. The antique warehouses on the outskirts and in the urban area were of core importance.

Firstly, every antique that the Black “A” Organization acquired from North Flow Country would be sent here. It was a significant hub.

Secondly, Lord Fengxiang had a deep fondness for antiques. He would occasionally pick a few out of every batch, purely for his personal collection.

Hence, the safety level of the warehouse for antiques was very high. Although only two security personnel seemed to guard the warehouse, in reality, at least a dozen pairs of eyes were watching every move in the vicinity. Any anomaly would trigger an ear-piercing alarm.

The combat members from all guild halls would reach the scene in a flash.

A breeze blew gently, bringing along a hint of chill. Tender yellow leaves fell from the ornamental tree planted in the flower garden. They whirled in the air and gently landed on the shoulder of the blond man.

As he walked, leaves slid off the smooth fabric of his trench coat’s hemline.

They settled in a clear, little puddle left by the roadside after the rain.

“Sir!” “Sir!”

The two security personnel by the warehouse door respectfully lowered their heads. They were quite tall with burly physiques, their hefty muscles strained against their suits, as if ready to burst out.

They seemed less like bodyguards and more like bodybuilders.

The blond youth glanced at the two men. His gaze then swept over the shadows around the warehouse and the flower garden concealed by tree branches and shrubbery. He shook his head imperceptibly, did not say a word, and walked right in.

Since Casio defeated the Sand Dust Organization two months ago, he had begun to sow the Demon Seeds. Dozens of days had passed, and the results were quite significant. Members of the Black “A” Organization had seen a substantial improvement in their combat abilities. Whether gunners, fighters or assassins, all had transformed from ordinary to elite, even the cream of the crop.

Of course, they are considered elite when compared to ordinary humans.

The assassins of the Black “A” Organization had gradually developed towards pushing past human limits, becoming more formidable.

Some had uncanny aiming skills, earning the title of Gun King. Some had extraordinary reflexes, capable of evading bullets. Some were brutal in close-quarters combat, with every move being potentially deadly. This was just the beginning of the changes.

In Casio’s anticipations, only by surpassing human limits would they be able to assist him in a series of upcoming battles.

They would battle against the Secret Martial Arts World, fight the ‘Door’ Organization… Currently, the Black “A” Organization could effortlessly crush average underground forces.

Generally, there were no surprises or challenges.

After thoroughly crushing the entire underworld of North Flow Country, the Black “A” Organization plunged into a craze of cultivation. Each member – assassins, gunners, even the senior personnel – was obsessed with mastering greater power.

They either practised the Breathing Method or the Demon Blood Combat Technique, underwent intense physical training or sparred with others.

The atmosphere of martial arts cultivation was so intense, almost reaching a fever pitch. Even during leisure time after meals, they would compete to see who practiced the most intensively. Holding their breath for a longer time had strangely become a matter worth boasting about. It seemed both fervent and distorted.

But it was expected. After all, the Demon Seeds were addictive.

Addicted to cultivation, they would feel uncomfortable without practicing daily. One could say that if they continued to practice this way, every member of the Black “A” Organization would reach the extent of being martial arts fanatics.

Of course, being fanatical about practicing doesn’t mean they would act foolishly in social situations. On the contrary, the Demon Seeds subtly influenced one’s character. Some people became more domineering, aggressive, fierce, even more arrogant.

The overriding character traits were greater ambition and extroversion.

Cultivators of the Demon Seeds usually displayed these traits, which oddly enough reminded people of a certain blond man.

However, there was no direct correlation between the two. It was mostly a coincidence. The Demon Seeds were merely like this, what did it have to do with Casio? Even though he was the source of the Demon Seeds, even though the Demon Seeds were condensed from the Qi of the Demon Idol, and even though that Qi came from the Essence, Qi, and Spirit of a fighter, representing one’s identity, character, and will.

Regardless, in summary.

The Demon Seeds had brought about positive changes in the Black “A” Organization.

After all, this was a dark underground force. They preferred a fierce and domineering character over a timid and fearful one.

This was generally a positive development.

Additionally, something that left people speechless was that some cultivators of the Demon Seeds became more muscular with practice, and their muscles swelled enormously. They often wore their combat uniforms like tight-fitting clothes. At times when using excessive force during missions, their uniforms would awkwardly rip at the seams, resulting in a bared chest, exposed armpits, torn pants, or even a bare bottom. This even caused some mishaps in battles.

To conclude, their uniforms were wearing out extremely fast.

This was somewhat reminiscent of Casio’s style in the past.

Sometimes, when inspecting his subordinates.

Looking at the muscular men was indeed a pleasing sight. However, there was a limit to everything. Too much of anything was not good.

Therefore, Casio went to great lengths to include some special moves in the Demon Blood Combat Technique, which could help tone and contract the muscle groups.