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Chapter 648 - 648 345 Second Door Fragment_2

Chapter 648: 345 Second Door Fragment_2 Chapter 648: 345 Second Door Fragment_2 Among the hundreds of thread attacks, there were also a dozen or so metal threads intertwined to form a spiral compass, shooting out like a whip. Each top-level fighter is a master in their own weapon field. Even if they fight unarmed, they’re still a damn expert at hand-to-hand combat.

Some unique and unusual weapons can be used in even more ingenious ways.

Amos is a master of this technique.

Despite the Eye Demon’s best efforts to block them, the hundreds of threads still inflicted extensive wounds all over his back, with his flesh turning over in pain. His cloak and the clothes underneath were torn into shreds, hanging around his neck. Dozens of bloody wounds crisscrossed his body in a chaotic mess.

Whoosh!

A flying metal thread hit the sword, sparking an explosion before it drifted away. It directly cut into the Eye Demon’s left shoulder, extremely sharp, slicing off a piece of flesh in a swift motion.

“Damn it!”

The Eye Demon cursed as a sudden sense of danger prickled at the back of his neck. He quickly rolled forward to avoid a oncoming whip slash. With one hand on the ground, he flew out, like a swallow diving down in the rain.

With a rapid move, he rushed towards a round intersection in front of a flower bed. He had already moved tens of metres from his original position in just over a second. The Eye Demon’s eyes were cold and calm.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable panic from deep within. Entirely on instinct, he threw himself to the side. Boom! A giant shadow came down like a shell, blowing up the flower bed.

The five or six ornamental trees planted inside were sent flying into the air by a great force. Bits of soil and rubble scattered in all directions.

The Eye Demon quickly looked back. A giant was charging out from the rain of mud, towering above the rest. The debris that fell on his shoulder was instantly blasted away and crushed into dust.

With a wave of his palm, one of the ornamental trees that was blocking his view was knocked aside.

It spun quickly and with a snap, was cut cleanly in half.

“It’s you, impossible! It would take at least five to ten seconds to recover your breath and accelerate again after narrowly escaping my Abyssal Annihilation! Even though your physique is far beyond the ordinary…”

The Eye Demon’s voice abruptly stopped. He looked in disbelief at the white demon idol bathed in moonlight in front of him. A massive gash ran right across the front of his body, from his right shoulder to his left hip, running right through his chest and abdomen.

Thick, sticky blood spurted out and was still flowing crazily.

“You! You took my Abyssal Annihilation head-on!”

The Eye Demon’s breathing hitched. He had never imagined that a top-level fighter would choose to take a deadly attack from a peer head-on. This was almost synonymous with serious injury or even certain death!

The Eye Demon asked himself and even he would not dare to take his own strike, even with his Spiral Eyed Sword as a shield. Let alone using the physical body to directly withstand the weapon.

Even if there were three copies of him stacked together, they would all be cut through by the Abyssal Annihilation! And yet, this man in front of him managed to withstand a full-powered blow with his bare physique. Though the wounds seemed rather alarming, it didn’t seem like he was at death’s door.

He still had more than half of his fighting power, the injuries might not even be severe! Absurd, he had never seen anything so absurd!

Just how strong is this physical body? It must be tougher than modern alloy made with a special formula.

Actually, it wasn’t that Casio had taken the strike head-on, he had used a secret technique to quickly collide with the blade. After weakening the Abyssal Annihilation, Casio thought he could handle the strike. After all, his body had reached five times the muscle density of a regular fighter at the Gate of Physique. His modified skeleton was much more durable as well. He had just fought with Amos from the third stage and survived being stabbed through the heart by the Gale Waterfall, a move claimed to annihilate everything.

Moreover, the Eye Demon’s killing strike was clearly weakened due to being launched in a hurry. Casio had analyzed himself and thought the only strike he couldn’t handle would probably be from Ghost Knife in peak condition. His Three Blade Style Prism World was the epitome of destructive power.

In the very last moment, he seemed to have reached the limit of a fighter, truly a terrifying killing strike.

If it wasn’t for Ghost Knife being injured, and his war blade being ruined, Feng Liusi’s ultimate skill of the Red Vulture Fist, the Bloody Condor Beak, might not have been able to overwhelm Ghost Knife’s Three Blade Style Prism World in the pinnacle fight.

If Casio dared to take the Prism World attack with his bare body, he would definitely be cut down to the bone. Of course, his decision to withstand someone else’s ultimate killing strikes was always a rational analysis and he would never intentionally overdo it.

It’s just like the current situation.

Casio was able to withstand the Eye Demon’s attack and save five to six seconds in exchange. His form only paused slightly from the massive impact force, allowing him to chase after Casio and somewhat making up for the diversion.

Splash, splash, mud rained down from above.

“Spiral Eyed Sword, such a weapon of war is in your hands. You must have relied on the special ability of the Eye Sword to escape the pincer attack by Amos and me. But, you’ve run out of chances…”

A cruel smile hooks the corner of the mouth of the Stone Giant, ignoring the injuries on his chest and charging directly at the Eye Demon.

He swings his fists gently, and the air compresses into semi-transparent arc ripples that spread out, which appear terrifying.

It’s hard to imagine the outcome if such speed and strength that can compress the air with every move were to hit a person!

Obviously, nobody wants to try it, nor does the Eye Demon.

He raised his head looking at Casio, two invisible eyes seemed to remember his face deeply. The Eye Demon stretched out one hand, two fingers on the forehead, uttered in a hoarse voice, “I will remember you, boy. You’ve made me waste a fragment, sooner or later…”

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!

Layers of terrifying phantom fists carrying immense power, all at once exploded where the Eye Demon stood. Casio appeared in front as if teleporting, his burly figure blocking the moonlight. His muscular fists swung, forming numerous afterimages.

Like a hazy black cloud, it shrouded the area in front.

It’s no use trying to stall for time by babbling.

DING DING DING!

The Eye Demon clenched his teeth, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. He had already activated an overdrawing secret technique to resist Casio’s attack.

The Eye Demon knew that the opponent was not martially righteous, but he didn’t expect him to be ruthless as well. He originally wanted to leave with dignity. Now, he had to pay the price of using the overdraw secret art, which greatly annoyed him.

“BUZZ!”

The fragment of the Door in his mind was fully activated, leaving two tear lines of blood from the bandaged eyes. Behind him, a phantom of a cathedral-style arch appeared, only one person high. The door swung open instantly, a suction pulled the Eye Demon in.

“Sooner or later, we will meet again!”

He stuttered, leaving the last threat.

CRACK!

A large hand reached out suddenly, the angle is tricky, chasing the palm of the Eye Demon. It was like an iron clamp, but the flesh seemed virtual, visible but untouchable. Hence, that palm directly reached down and grabbed the Spiral Eyed Sword!

“How dare you!?”

You should know that a sword to a swordsman is like his wife. Especially a famous sword that’s been with him day and night for decades, that’s equivalent to an alluring beauty he’s been deeply in love with for half his life. Casio wanted to snatch the Spiral Eyed Sword!

The Eye Demon exclaimed, pulled his arms forcefully backwards. However, the sword did not budge, as if it were embedded in the opponent’s hand.

He took advantage of the final stage of the overdrawing secret technique, pouring all his strength into his hands, and viciously ripped in his direction.

SWISH!

He managed to pull off the cloth binding on the hilt of the Spiral sword.

His eyes were bloodshot and he felt a suffocating rage in his chest that almost made him cough up blood.

Looking up, under the hazy and cold moonlight, there stood a man with the Spiral Eyed Sword, scrutinizing it.

Like a child with a new toy.

“Damn it! That’s mine! My sword!”

The Eye Demon roared in anger. In the last second of his sight, he saw the man lift his head, smiling at him.

As if to say, your sword is my sword!