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Chapter 643 - 643 343 Black Rain Villa is about to restart (4100)_1

Chapter 643: 343 Black Rain Villa is about to restart (4100)_1 Chapter 643: 343 Black Rain Villa is about to restart (4100)_1 The visitor wore a large black robe that completely concealed his figure, blending into the surrounding night. The cloak covered his face, with only a few wispy strands of fire-red hair falling from the edges, gathering around his fair chin.

“Eye Demon…” Simonyi muttered to himself.

This was the nickname of the man in the black robe in front of him, a title the man had revealed himself the last time they met.

“Hehe…” The Eye Demon let out a vaguely amused chuckle. A sharp gaze seemed to be scrutinizing Simonyi from within the shadows of the cloak. After a while he asked slowly, “How’s the atmosphere of this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition? Still the same old rhetoric?”

“The atmosphere is excellent. The Evil Eye Fist spared no expense in hosting the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition. Everything ranging from the venue, accommodations, catering and the entertainment lineup, is all well arranged,” Simonyi answered, suspecting the Eye Demon wanted to gather information about the internal procedures of the Martial Arts Exchange Competition. However, the Eye Demon didn’t probe further. Hearing Simonyi’s response, he simply nodded, making a sound of acknowledgment.

“Wait a minute, the same old rhetoric? You’ve participated in the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition before?” Simonyi asked suddenly.

“A long time ago, many years back…” The Eye Demon’s voice was very clear and crisp, lacking any raspiness or depth. Yet there was an inexplicable sense of vicissitude in his tone, a stark contrast to his youthful voice.

“…” Simonyi scrutinized the Eye Demon, not suspecting any falsehood. During their previous meetings, when they had discussed the Secret Martial Arts World, the Eye Demon seemed intimately familiar with the rules and secret codes. It was as if he was once a student of some Martial Art School who later joined a mysterious organization.

Hidden within the Secret Martial Arts World, he traverses the even deeper darkness.

“Don’t look at me like that, I wouldn’t deceive you over such a matter for garnering favor. I do admire your comprehension and talent, but it’s not a necessity for me to win you over.” The Eye Demon took a few steps forward, approaching Simonyi slowly, “And I think I should make it clear. It’s not that our organization desperately needs you. It’s you who desperately need our organization. I just can’t bear to see a potential genius, hindered by a physical deformity, unable to progress in Martial Arts. For you, the ability but the inability to cross that threshold must be painful. It’s even more pitiful than not having the ability to cross it at all. The heavens have gifted you incomparable talent, but has bound you to a deformed body that limits your strength. Are you genuinely content with remaining that way?”

The Eye Demon stepped in front of Simonyi, the closest they have ever been, with only a meter between them. The dim yellow light from the park streetlights cast a hazy glow onto most of the Eye Demon’s cloak. Simonyi suddenly noticed that across the bridge of the Eye Demon’s nose, a black cloth band completely covered his eyes. Judging by the thickness of the cloth, it was impossible for him to see through it. Was the Eye Demon blind?

Where did the sharp gaze he felt earlier originate from?

“You… you can’t see?!” Simonyi asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Hehe…” The Eye Demon suddenly laughed, “No, I can see, even clearer than you. Although I’ve lost my physical eyes, I still have two even brighter eyes.”

He extended a slender, pale hand and lightly tapped a spot on his left chest. “One eye is here, and the other is here,” he finished, letting his fingers rest on the hilt of a longsword hanging at his waist and rubbed it lightly.

The moment when the Eye Demon withdrew his arm from beneath his cloak, Simonyi caught a glimpse of the longsword. The sheathed blade revealed only the metal spiral-shaped hilt with two bronze twigs on each side, ending in a ball ornament for balance, designed in the bizarre shape of an eyeball.

Unsure if it was an illusion or if the light from the streetlamp was playing tricks, he saw the metallic eyeball-shaped ball light up briefly, flashing a ray of red light. It started rotating like a human eyeball, casting a cold gaze at Simonyi.

A sense of unease suddenly rose within Simonyi, and it took him a few seconds to squelch it. He tried to compose himself, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

“I, of course, understand that I need you, but I still don’t know anything about your organization. At the very least, you should provide me with a detailed introduction. More than that, I’ll need an effective solution for my physical condition.”

The Eye Demon “looked” at Simonyi, and nodded slightly.

Next, they engaged in some detailed discussions near the White Stone Fountain in the plaza. The Eye Demon seemed to hold Simonyi in high regard, and patiently answered all his queries.

“I never knew such organizations existed in this world… Every core member is at least at the level of a fighter. Why have I never heard of this before?” Simonyi marveled internally, revering the global-scale massive forces of the Door Organization.

According to the Eye Demon, apart from the leader Xiadu, no one knew the total combined strength of the Door Organization across the globe. But through the Eye Demon’s own experiences over decades, at least more than ten core members exist within the Hong Li Federation. Usually scattered across the Federation, some in seclusion, while others explore relics or develop their secondary forces.