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Chapter 702 - 702 371 Unlucky guy is coming in (4000) _1

Chapter 702: 371 Unlucky guy is coming in (4000) _1 Chapter 702: 371 Unlucky guy is coming in (4000) _1 Of course, this isn’t an illusion art technique, but an illusion art technique boosted by Qi!

Using the Qi of an elite fighter as a basis, serving as the source of power for the illusion art technique. Naturally, this brings about a power that is beyond imagination, capable of directly interfering with the physical reality.

Because Qi exists as an entity, contrary to being merely spiritual. Boxing willpower can solidify Qi into a technique with immense power, the same applies to illusion art. The illusion that Casio crafts shouldn’t be deemed a mental illusion technique, but rather a physical illusion technique – a direct attack from reality against the caught enemy.

This kind of illusion art technique, others can’t and won’t be able to learn.

Essentially, the illusion technique is simply a vent, similar to employing a stick to leverage Casio’s colossal Qi.

Thus allowing the Qi to manifest its power without going through the body.

However, such power has its limit and can’t surpass the combination of physical strength and Qi. But in certain situations, the illusion technique can help Casio survive the initial stage of weakness.

It can even be said to be incredibly effective!

“Don’t just stand there looking stupid, follow me closely.”

Casio lifted his foot, walking towards the end of the ruins. Despite his casual gait, his speed surpassed that of a normal person running, hinting at a hidden explosive power.

Rose, trailing behind, looked slightly stunned. Casio’s figure had already taken a significant lead. She quickly followed, not stopping her steps.

“Ah, Master Bai Kui, wait for me.”

Rose had many doubts, eager for answers.

Twenty seconds later.

A straight gray-white tunnel piercing through, surrounded by dilapidated buildings, giving off a sense of confinement. At the end of the tunnel is a small plaza filled with rubble and weeds.

In the half-human-tall weeds, a dozen Abyss Knights lie in wait under the dim surroundings, waiting for the setting sun to vanish completely.

Within the dark shadow, ten or so eyes, either ghostly green or blue, floated mid-air like erratic ghost fires. Occasionally, a horse’s hooves would hit the ground, metal weapons clanking against armor, along with a beast-like heavy panting.

Palpable oppressive and evil feelings filled the surroundings.

This caused the weeds to darken further, even turning black at certain spots, forming freckles across the leaves.

At this moment, if a common person were to barge in, they’d surely be scared to death on the spot. Even seasoned hunters from the Dark Hunt Organization would dare not confront them head-on, but instead, approach with caution.

Hum…

The ground seemed to tremble, sounds of distruptions echoing from far away.

Rumble, rumble, rumble…

The sound grew louder, the rubble on the ground jolted, and the weeds seemed to be pressed towards the side by an air wave from the tunnel.

The Abyss Knights swiftly shifted their attention, projecting their ghost fire engulfed eyes towards the plaza entrance. They raised their person-sized iron-scaled battle axes, their bodies started releasing vapor, either green or blue.

The surrounding weeds withered instantly, while layers of blue and green mold, akin to frostbite, spread rapidly.

Some unlucky soul is about to intrude.

They will receive a warm welcome by dozens of enthusiastic axes!

Boom!!!

The guest has arrived, one that’s larger than expected! It was an at least fifty-meter-long purple scaled python, squeezing through the tunnel like a high-speed train. The steel-like scales rubbed against the ground and walls, creating a golden-red spark.

Two bangs later, it was clear that the passage walls were too narrow. The python that was forcefully thrust in caused the walls to collapse. This instantly stirred up a dust-filled air wave.

From the grey wave, a figure strolled out leisurely.

With a hand placed on the corner of the python’s mouth, that was as large as a house, he spoke with icy-cold sternness that seemed to originate from hell, “Wipe them all out, not leaving a single one.”

Hissss~

The crimson tongue of the python retracted, revealing its venomous fangs. It rolled over the ground, bringing its entire enormous body into the plaza, taking up nearly one-third of the area.

The next instant, the python began its hunt.

At the entrance of the plaza, two figures watched discreetly.

The scene before them was akin to a game of snake. The python’s menacing body, like a high-speed moving train, its mouth foaming with blood, hunting for delicious and chewy snacks.

Nothing satisfies more than eating an Abyss Knight covered in armor. The toughness of the muscles and skeleton mixed with the metallic armor, creating a delightful crunch, while remaining snappy.

In an instant, half of the Abyss Knights were gone, into that enormous dark maw, leaving a large fountain-like round blood splatter on the ground. Occasionally, severed limbs and fragments of armor flew in all directions. A massacre was taking place.

The Abyss Knights were undoubtedly thinking of fighting back. With their tank-like bodies, immense strength, and them hacking their axes furiously, they barely even scratched the scales of the python. The most damage they did was leave a white scratch on the surface of the steel scale.

On the contrary, the Sonic Snake Python displayed absolute dominance. A slight roll of its body would take out a group of them. A small opening of its maw, and more than ten Abyss Knights were swallowed up, vanishing without a trace.

After half a minute, the plaza was eerily quiet, empty. Weeds had been cleared, ruins crumbled to dust, leaving a peculiarly smooth surface, revealing only traces of a snake slithering past.

The dozen or so Abyss Knights had all vanished, none escaped. The blood-stained ground was the only proof of their past existence; the air carried traces of a blood scent.