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Chapter 703 - 703 371 Unlucky guy is coming in (4000) _2

Chapter 703: 371 Unlucky guy is coming in (4000) _2 Chapter 703: 371 Unlucky guy is coming in (4000) _2 At the edge of the plaza, the young girl’s expression had turned numb, deeply impressed by the physical illusion technique displayed by Casio.

Now, this is what you call an illusion technique! Simple, violent, direct!

Rip your enemies to shreds, smash them into a meat pie, roll them into a twisted doughnut. No flashy effects, just pure brute force.

Rose rubbed her tender cheeks and suddenly asked, “Master Bai Kui, why can’t I feel any illusion space?”

“Is it a master-level illusion technique? Making the activation of the illusion space subtle and low-key, preventing enemies from seeing its full range, thus making it impossible for them to escape your illusion.”

Casio turned his expressionless face to look at Rose. He didn’t understand what she was saying. What was this subtly low-key master-level illusion technique? Hadn’t she noticed the violent noise earlier?

The moment the Qi left his body, it was like a bomb explosion, frantically scattering in all directions. Did Rose think the gales sweeping through the air earlier were naturally occurring? That was actually the sound of the illusion being activated, it was just so loud and vast that it was mistaken for a natural phenomenon.

Moreover, Casio made no attempt to hide the full range of his illusion space. As soon as he launched his illusion, the illusion space, amplified by the terrifying Qi, enveloped the entire Knight’s Old Castle, and even spread beyond, still having strength to spare.

Three minutes later, in a church-like spire building.

“Drip, drip, drip…”

A silhouette stepped out of the shadows, followed by a five-meter-high phantasm of a demon idol, hulking and towering, like a killing machine born to slaughter. With a bony spine long tail, backthorns that were like hooks, sword-shaped scales, camel-toe-like enormous feet, terrifying physique piled up with muscular blood vessels.

The demon idol’s hands were dripping with blood, a hideous grin on its face.

Appearing satisfied because of the carnage it caused.

Behind the silhouette, inside the church, was a hellish scene of revulsion. Bloody limbs were strewn about, piles of internal organs oozing out, half bodies here, bodies torn in two there. All sorts of deaths had taken place, quite artfully.

Casio gently brushed a drop of blood that had accidentally stained his collar, looking at the pale-faced girl, Rose, in front of him.

Just as he was about to speak, Rose suddenly turned around and propped herself up against the wall.

“Blech~”

She began to retch, her stomach churning. As a hunter, Rose naturally had seen bloodied scenes, but none were as gory as this. It was pure discharge of violence and rampant killing.

Bringing endless torment and fear to enemies and bystanders alike.

Looking at Casio, in Rose’s eyes, besides awe, a hint of fear was added. She immediately swallowed her doubts, sometimes curiosity and talking too much can bring trouble.

Especially when the one you’re conversing with doesn’t seem like a good person.

“What’s wrong? Did you think the method I demonstrated was too bloody? Hehe… sometimes, you have to be more vicious, more brutal, bloodier, and more decisive than your enemies, to make them feel the fear deep down in their bones. Evil people only fear people who are more evil… not to mention dark creatures that eat humans. Only by being more monstrous than monsters, can you truly hunt in the depths of the shadows.” Casio slowly walked up to Rose, the red gleam in his eyes gradually fading away.

“Of course, this might cause some misunderstandings among companions, and even make them feel scared. It’s quite a big drawback…”

He glanced at the girl from the corner of his eyes and continued walking towards the outside of the church. The demon idol followed him, gradually reducing its five-meter-tall enormous figure, until it was the same size as a normal person.

In an instant, it shrank into Casio’s body, completely overlapping.

Sixteen minutes past five.

Only five minutes had passed since the two of them entered the Knight’s Old Castle. Most areas of the castle had been ransacked, and there were traces of destruction by large creatures everywhere.

The armada of Abyss Knights that caused Master Bai Kui’s team to nearly be wiped out last time he was on a task had been almost completely slaughtered. Casio had undoubtedly crushed them with sheer force, but it had to be said that these Abyss Knights were not weak. This newly appearing tribe of dark creatures, their individual strength could be compared to Dead Blood of the same realm.

They were only slightly weaker than the Blood Clan.

In other words, these were upper-middle level dark creatures.

Emerging from god knows where, the Dark Hunt Organization had never heard of the existence of such large dark creatures as the Abyss Knights before Bai Kui’s last task.

Sometimes, unknown dark creatures represented unknown abilities and information, making the missions of hunters more dangerous.

Of course, Casio didn’t care. Might as well be stronger, since all he came to do this time was to familiarise himself with the ability to draw Qi into his illusion techniques.

That was also why Casio had changed three different Qi formations to execute killings. Among them, South Dipper Red Vulture was the most easy to use.

It is the most cost-effective and lethal.

Deep in the knight’s old castle, behind the dilapidated courtyard, there was a small path leading to the forest on the hilltop. The sky was quite dim, with the shadows of the trees speckled and swaying. The breeze blew, bringing a rustling sound.

Casio stood on the path, vaguely noticing the unusualness in the forest, a dangerous aura was revealed.

He looked at Rose next to him who seemed quite interested and said, “You go down the mountain first and wait for me by the horse carriage, set up a bonfire.”

Rose opened her mouth, but eventually nodded.

She obediently turned around and left. Meanwhile, Casio took large strides towards the forest. A couple of defeated Abyss Knights had run there just a moment ago. His silhouette gradually disappeared along the path.

This was a dense forest; summer leaves were lush, blocking the already dim light overhead. This resulted in heavy shadows cast across the ground, obscuring the ravines.

Ah! Roar!

Two screams came, only lasting for an instant.

The fleeing Abyss Knights were dead, but it was not Casio who killed them, rather a mysterious figure dressed in a heavy black robe.

He or she, wore a pure white mask, the surface of which had twisted patterns like tree roots. The eyes revealed were not like those of normal humans. Instead, the pupils were white, surrounded by black.

It gave off a mysterious and eerie feeling.

The black robe covered the entire figure, only a dark golden pattern was inlaid at the end of long sleeves, emitting a hint of splendor.

He extended a hand, a pure black glove, gripping a huge scythe. The scythe was dripping blood slowly.

On both sides were Abyss Knights separated from their horses, physically separated. That is, the human-like upper body was cut down, the lower half of the horse body collapsed, and blood was gushing out.

The figure in the black robe slowly moved the scythe, plunging it into the ground.

Ahead, a large dead tree stood tall, nearly half the thickness of a room. The wrinkled bark twisted, like wrinkles on an old man’s face, or like dense scales.

Right in the center of the dead tree trunk, rings of traces similar to tree rings spread out, forming an elliptical ring.

At first glance, it looked a bit like a vortex of two people’s size.

Now it’s sunset, the dim light shined on the vortex, revealing a thin layer of grey mist.

It seemed like the tree rings indeed had formed a vortex passage.

Waiting for the night to come completely, it led to an unknown place.

Tick Tick Tick…

A series of distinct footsteps gradually approached.

The figure of Casio just appeared ten meters away.

Whoosh! The man in the black robe disappeared in an instant and reappeared behind Casio in the next second, swinging his scythe into a full moon arc.

The blade tore through the air, giving out a sharp scream.

Just as the scythe was about to reach Casio, a huge monster had already hit the figure in the black robe like a shell.

The blood vulture bird dived, breaking a dozen trees in a row.

The figure in the black robe grunted and disappeared on the spot again, reappearing next to the dead tree as if he hadn’t just made a move.

However, the black glove on the right hand holding the scythe was already torn. This showed that the previous collision was not just an illusion.

Casio, ten meters away, cast his gaze over.

Much to his surprise, he saw the back of the man in the black robe’s exposed right hand.

The mark of Black Rain Villa was crystal clear…