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Chapter 721 - 721 379 Pleasure Street (4000)_2

Chapter 721: 379 Pleasure Street (4000)_2 Chapter 721: 379 Pleasure Street (4000)_2 He spoke with an air of contempt. He had thought that Bloody Axe Herbert would select a Dark Gold Level Hunter as a formidable competitor or perhaps cooperate with the council to trip him up since he had the backing of the royal family. If there were two Dark Gold hunters from council vying for the Shadow Hunter’s spot, even he would have a headache. Yet, to his surprise, a greenhorn at the Black Copper level was chosen.

And the greenhorn was a mental origin energy manipulator – an Illusionist, the kind Herbert was least afraid of.

He practiced the Mad Lion Fist, his spiritual will was beyond ordinary people’s. Even an illusionist of the same level wouldn’t be able to trap him in the Illusion Space for long.

Let alone a Black Copper, someone of that level would only end up getting bitten back on the spot.

The middle-aged man next to him opened his mouth, but in the end, didn’t correct his master’s words. That Illusionist was not weak at all, completely a burly man. However, no matter how strong his physical build was, it was just at the level of an ordinary person. The attainment of mental origin energy was the standard to measure an illusionist’s strength.

The difference between a stronger and a weaker illusionist wasn’t significant. In fact, a weaker illusionist is seen as stronger, this signifies that they put more energy into honing their spirit, with no leisure time to cultivate their physical body.

By the window, a gentle wind blew. After a moment of thought, Soss spoke.

“The old man finally uses his quota this late, and his disciple is merely at the Black Copper level. He’s probably resigned to his fate, no longer competing for the Shadow Hunter’s qualification, but just aiming to make use of the generous resources that can be exchanged for the Honor Badge. In that case, that Black Copper grade illusionist really is a disciple of Bloody Axe Herbert. Is he voluntarily giving up his qualification to show weakness and trying to reduce the risks facing his disciple? If Solomon and Claire heard about this, they might even let you off. But for me…”

He started to laugh, and there was an unexplained cruelty in it, “You dared to offend the Royal Family back in the day. How could you expect to turn over a new leaf so easily? You need to pay a painful price, old man.” Soss suddenly turned around. His intimidating gaze fell on the middle-aged man. “Find someone, take out that illusionist. Keep an eye out, the minute he leaves headquarters, take action…”

“Right, tell the assassins to bring back his head. Put it in a box and send it to the old man. Let him see his disciple’s expressions at the moment of his death…”

“Yes.” The middle-aged man answered and walked quickly toward the staircase.

The corridor was left with only Soss. He chugged his drink and headed back to the luxurious private room. The tasks he just assigned were not on his mind. In his view, the two opponents he needed to pay most attention to at this stage were Thorn Solomon and Sea Demon Claire without a doubt.

At the same time, in Florence District 2, where the Hong Li Council was located.

A youth dressed in black was cultivating in a secret room. He seemed to be one with the darkness, appearing profoundly deep and elusive. Thorns crawled across the floor, spreading along the walls, covering the inside of the secret room and poisonous spikes sprouted from the surface.

Black smoke, deadly poisonous, erupted from the leaves and even corrupted the air with a hissing sound.

“Knock, knock, knock…”

The sound of knocking came in, Solomon opened his eyes.

Ten minutes later, he was back in the state of cultivation. As for the recent intelligence about Bloody Axe Herbert, Solomon did not take it to heart. Such minor matters would be handled aptly by his minions. What he needed most now was to adjust his state and get ready to face his two old rivals, Claire and Soss.

Dark Hunt Organization, Headquarters building, the Commander’s office on the top floor.

A deep magnetic voice sounded, “Claire, do you understand?”

“Understood, understood… Uncle, you’ve told me twice now, my ears are getting blisters. Protect that kid called Bai Kui, don’t let the factionless and retired hunters in the organization feel cold…”

Claire was lounging on the sofa with no ladylike pose at all, rolling her eyes in annoyance. Far from her usually seductive goddess demeanor, she was exceptionally unrestrained.

Her leg was crossed, her round and plump thighs overlapped, her skin glowing white. Although her posture was as crude as a man’s, her enchanting eyebrows, and full, red lips added a unique charm to it. Her curvaceous figure naturally exuded an alluring aura which drew people’s attention her way. It was a passive mental ability.

Like a siren’s song, it entices sailors passing by.

“Get serious, don’t be as reckless as you used to be. Your Uncle Hebu once saved your dad’s life…” The Legion Commander’s voice was slow and rhythmic, inspiring a sense of reason and trust as soon as it was heard.

“Understood, understood, I’ll go ahead.”

In this serious office atmosphere, Claire was as uneasy as an eel, squirming restlessly as if she were sitting on pins and needles.

“Get out, I really don’t know how your mother raised you with such a lazy attitude. If you were under me…” The Legion Commander’s words were interrupted by the slamming of the door. In the entire Dark Hunt Organization headquarters, there was probably only Claire who dared to do this.

Within the headquarters building, a gorgeous figure moved from the top floor to the ground floor.

Those who crossed paths with her couldn’t help but cast their gaze, their eyes filled with astonishment. Their hearts pounded in their chests, as if they had fallen in love at first sight, finding their true love.

Claire walked quickly amidst the stares, maintaining her cool and perfect face. Although she cursed constantly in her heart, she awakened a mental origin energy known as Sea Demon, with strong power, but it involuntarily attracted the opposite sex. After being stared at too much by those disgusting eyes, she chose an unusual path, which she called the Love Path.

This affair almost drove her mother to her death. But, the strong always control their own destiny and choose the life they want to live.

As long as Claire wished, and did not violate the rules of the Dark Hunt Organization, no one could force her ideas. This is the happiness of the strong, irrespective of gender.

Time swiftly passed, and it was already afternoon.

In the hunter’s apartment, Casio braved his chest, experiencing the amplifying effect of the second Holy Mark on the Southern Dipper Fist. The signs of the Deathfang Power and Echo Strength merging were a little more noticeable than before.

When Casio sensed, he faintly had a guess. The Holy Mark is the life energy condensed after the cells in the body reach saturation. It is without any characteristics, just a basic power node without any properties.

So, it could indiscriminately amplify the abilities mastered by the hunters.

It is equivalent to a power amplifier.

When a hunter uses three types of source energy, a part of the life energy contained in the Holy Mark is consumed for extra amplification. Although two Southern Dipper Fist techniques mastered by Casio differed, they had the same root in concept. When the force burst, the Holy Marks overlapped, giving the feeling of mutual attraction.

However, there were only two Holy Marks at present, and this attraction seemed weak. More Holy Marks were needed for further changes to appear.

Casio exhaled a hot breath and thought about the changes in the past ten days. Because his body had grown from zero, and the degree of improvement was too large, it was easy to collapse without the suppression and restriction of Qi. So, he did not frequently enter the World of Calamities, just two or three times, and each time for a short duration. Also, the dark creatures in Ash City had been hunted once, and they hibernated for a while, not so easy to come across in the streets as before.

Therefore, the life vibration energy Casio hunted was not much.

Yesterday night, he entered the World of Calamities again and came across the Ghost Man for the second time. The Ghost Man asked Casio to meet outside Florence City tonight.

He brought some good things from Black Rain Villa to give to Casio.

“It’s about time, about four thirty. If I take a carriage out of the city, it will be a little past six, I should go.” Casio stood up, putting on a jacket. He found that Bai Kui’s original clothes were too small. He could only shake his body, his skeleton clattering, and his figure shrinking. He transformed back into a slender youth of about five feet seven inches and easily put on the jacket.

The door to his room opened and closed with a click, and Casio left the hunter’s apartment.

In the shady corner, the gaze slowly retreated, and a silhouette followed.