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Chapter 724 - 724 381 Evil Camp (4100)_1

Chapter 724: 381 Evil Camp (4100)_1 Chapter 724: 381 Evil Camp (4100)_1 As an assassin, the Shadow Wolf has always stood in the darkness behind others. Yet now, he was silently approached from behind by another individual, a sharp weapon pressing against his neck. He was completely unaware throughout the process, only realizing what was happening when the massive scythe rested on his shoulders. A chilling sense of danger, like being pricked by countless sharp needles, covered his back.

At this moment, he dared not move. His body was covered in cold sweat and his heart seemed about to surge out of his chest. The Shadow Wolf, having been an assassin for over two decades and his hands stained with countless blood, prided himself on his aura of blood and killing intent strong enough to terrify any ordinary person. But compared to the person behind him, he was far less daunting, their killing intent was so intense it felt almost tangible, filling the air with a horrifying smell of blood.

In a daze, he imagined a large and ghastly blood beast revealing its head in the darkness, its gaping mouth releasing a puff of air that passed over his neck.

Clink!

The sharp scythe shimmered slightly, reflecting the impatience of the person behind him. The terrified Shadow Wolf immediately raised his hands and repeated tremulously, ‘Don’t kill me, don’t kill me…’ As an elite assassin of the Shadow Stab Organization, he didn’t even have the courage to trigger his hidden wrist blades against the two individuals in front of him. Suppressed by the heavy scythe, he fell to his knees.

Elsewhere, at 6 pm, the sun gradually sank below the horizon.

The sun’s glow spread across the edges of the clouds, painting a fiery red sunset. The sky was darkening, a few birds glided by.

Florence, the city gates.

A black horse carriage slowly made its way out on the main road.

The carter cracked the reins, urging the two black horses to run faster.

The carriage wheels clattered forward over the smooth city roads. Inside the carriage, Casio, clad in common grey hunting gear, sat with his eyes slightly closed.

The Deathfang Power and the Echo Strength circulated within his body, tracing their respective virtual meridian routes. The power flowed like water, illuminating every acupuncture point it passed, resulting in two colors, red and purple.

Casio had returned his physical condition back to the peak of a boxing master with his Southern Dipper Fist. This unique tension beneath the skin brought a sense of substantial satisfaction. Filled with strength, he felt invincible.

Cirulating the Secret Martial Art within his body, raw well-refined blood qi coursed through his muscles, providing a hot, continuous, all-encompassing feeling of strength. From the outside, Casio seemed as delicate as when Bai Kui was an illusionist. Except for those who also trained in the Secret Martial Art, everyone else would think he was nothing but a weak scholar at first glance.

If they dared to approach, he could easily tear them into shreds.

“Clop-clop, clop-clop…”

The carriage was heading to some direction in the countryside. Suddenly, the carter jumped down from his seat and tucked into a roll into the grass.

The runaway carriage continued forward for some distance.

The pace gradually slowed down, and the two horses finally halted.

Under the dim light, a man in a black cloak blocked the middle of the road. He had a thin and hunched figure and his aura was exceptionally gloomy. His face and shoulders were obscured by the cloak’s shadow, only revealing his claw-like hands hanging on his sides.

Drip, drip, drip…

A dark red substance similar to thick blood fell onto the ground, emitting a sizzling sound of corrosion, as if sulfuric acid was dropped. The ground turned black instantly, and a plume of white smoke quickly rose.

“Blood Hand…” A woman entirely wrapped in bandages attempted to speak, but swallowed her words under the gaze of Blood Hand. It was clear to her, the prey, and his toy, belonged to Blood Hand.

Bone Crusher knew better than to interfere, she simply stood on the side.

Swoosh!

Blood Hand instantly disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in front of the carriage. His seemingly blood-dripping hands resting on the heads of the two horses.

“Neigh! Neigh!”

The black horses immediately cried out in pain. Before they had a chance to struggle, the dark red energy, as fluid as plasma, had already spread over half of their faces. Their skin cracked, muscles snapped, their skull was exposed. Just after three or four seconds, the two black horses fell to the ground with a final cry.

Half of their heads had been swallowed by the dark red force, they had no chance of resistance.

“Sizzzz…”

It seemed as if thousands of insects were feasting, the robust black horses were rapidly corroding, and a large amount of white smoke emerged from their bodies.

“Heh, are you too scared to come out? You should have seen how those two horses died, darling…”

Killing the two black horses nonchalantly was his way of showing Bai Kui the consequences of being engulfed in his dark red energy. In this way, when Bai Kui’s body was gradually swallowed by the dark red force, his fear would intensify. Blood Hand savored this taste of despair most of all.

Whoosh!

A claw, as if coated in red paint, went for the carriage door.

Click, the carriage door opened at the same moment.

A slender hand reached out from the darkness inside, meeting Blood Hand’s claw, clasping them together. It was so fast it left afterimages!

“Roar, how bold! You really should come out and see how those two horses died!?” Blood Hand was surprised at first, admiring Bai Kui’s courage to shake hands with him directly! With a savage grin, he tightened his claw-like hand like a vise, his forearm coated in a dense dark red energy.