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Chapter 725 - 725 381 Evil Camp (4100)_2

Chapter 725: 381 Evil Camp (4100)_2 Chapter 725: 381 Evil Camp (4100)_2 Szzz… Sizzle… Sizzle…

Listening to this corrosive sound, Bloodhand’s smile broadened. He slowly retracted his right hand, waiting for the person inside the carriage to scream and run out.

“Bloodhand, Bloodhand … your… your hand!”

Bone Shard, who had been silent all this while, suddenly exclaimed loudly.

“What?” Bloodhand furrowed his brows, he hated to be interrupted while killing. But in the next second, Bloodhand staggered back in shock.

“My hand!!!”

He held up a naked forearm where his deformed claws had vanished, leaving a small piece of bone melting slowly like hot chocolate. Bloodhand’s pupils massively dilated as he noticed the even more scarlet spots spreading over the red energy covering his arm.

These scarlet spots seemed like sharp teeth silently gnawing his skin, muscles, blood vessels, and bones. They didn’t spare the dark red energy under Bloodhand’s control, decomposing all them into bits!

The dark red energy with powerful corrosive and decomposing ability was reversed!

“Impossible! How could this happen! Aah!!”

Pain hit Bloodhand like a tidal wave. It felt like there were bugs gnawing at his nervous system, climbing up his blood vessels into his body.

Within a mere second, his right hand was completely decomposed. Steam billowed from his shoulder, where blood dripped incessantly.

With a creak, the carriage door opened.

Out of the darkness came a youth in hunting attire. He had a gentle demeanor, a slender, and lean figure. His deep blue eyes resembled a deep pool with a vortex leading to an unknown abyss.

“Did the royal family send you?” The youth seemed to be asking a question.

“Heh…” As a top-class assassin of the Shadow Stab organization, Bloodhand would never disclose information about his clients. Despite the intense pain and beads of sweat cascading from his face, he refused to confess.

With a light thud! Bloodhand’s eyes widened, seemingly in disbelief.

A slender arm pierced clean through his chest. Like a red-hot iron bar piercing through a lump of fat, it moved in an unbelievably smooth manner. Blood sprayed onto Bone Shard who was standing nearby.

The youth, standing at 1.75 meters, held Bloodhand as if they were old friends. He wore a radiant smile and said,

“I really detest those fools who mess up other people’s schedules…”

He gently pushed forward, and Bloodhand fell to the ground, his eyes bulging in fury.

Steam billowed from the hole in his heart, growing larger by the second. Evidently, the invading Deathfang Power started to frenziedly decompose his body.

Thud, dust flew up, Blood Shard disappeared.

“Damn it, this is totally different from the information! The opponent is not a bronze-rank at all. Bloodhand was killed in a flash. He has similar powers to Bloodhand, and even superior!” Bone Shard started to run, his waist contracting powerfully, making him leap towards the Florence area.

However, he had barely made it a hundred meters.

Bone Shard was forced to stop, glancing nervously at what lay ahead.

Casio was already silently standing under the shadow of the tree like a ghost. His eyes pulsated with a bloody red glow.

In the twilight, he stood there like a cold, stern statue.

“Damn it, risk it all!”

Bone Shard was a hard-core criminal, always willing to put up a fight in the face of danger. Moreover, she wasn’t without chances of winning, as long as she could evade the target’s ability and avoid hand-to-hand combat like Bloodhand. Up close and personal, the victor was uncertain!

The target, who was lean and frail, was even thinner than an average adult man. Her full-force blow could cause serious injury or kill him.

Thud! The ground shook as Bone Shard accelerated her leap.

Like a shell, she shot out, the white bandages on her body exploding open to reveal her well-trained muscles. The right forearm that threw the punch swelled to double its size, even thicker than her upper arm.

Whoosh! Her fist left a white streak in the air.

Like a javelin, it directly aimed at Casio’s vulnerable chest.

Thud!!!

The dull sound of fists and flesh instantly exploded. A tree behind trembled violently, shedding leaves. Delight instantly appeared on Skeleton’s face. He was just about to smile, but to his shock, the man before him remained steady and unyielding!

His fist met resistance at his chest, struggling to make any progress.

Witnessing Casio, whose feet were firmly rooted into the ground, tilt his head back, Skeleton’s eyes widened in shock. As Casio’s neck made cracking sounds, his whole body suddenly began to expand, almost like blowing up a balloon.

In the blink of an eye, the lean man of 1.75 meters transformed into a muscular giant reaching almost 1.9 meters. The muscles beneath his clothes strained against the fabric until it ripped apart, leaving torn strips just barely covering his bronzed skin.

Casio looked just like a tall iron tower, his shoulders as wide as a security door, as he slowly lifted his thick, vein-covered arms.

Panting heavily, he exhaled two solid streams of white air through his nostrils.

Skeleton felt like he had just punched a thick city wall. Above him, a voice rang out, deep as a cathedral bell: “You’ve ruined my outfit…”

“You shall pay with your life.”

Skeleton’s pupils shrank.

Boom!!!

He felt like he had been harshly hit by a high-speed train. He flew backward, tracing a straight line parallel to the ground.

As Skeleton flew, his shattered body continued to break apart, leaving a trail of blood and scattered bones behind him. Like a scarlet tail flame, he skidded over hundreds of meters, eventually crashing into an unsuspecting horse carriage.

Among the debris of the carriage, a single severed head with a gaping mouth displayed an expression of utter terror and despair, now frozen on the face forever.

From a hundred meters away, Casio rotated his shoulders, looking at the now-risen moon. Shaking his head, he murmured to himself, “Seems I’ll be late…”

Two hours later, at eight in the evening, in the city area of Florence.

Inside a hidden building, a middle-aged man was waiting brightly lit room, pipe in hand. Frowning, he checked the time on his pocket watch. It was already eight, an hour later than scheduled. Was it really necessary to take so long to deal with a Bronze-level target? Or had there been some unexpected complication?

The middle-aged man shook his head, seemingly dissatisfied with the efficiency of the Shadow Stab Organization’s assassins. Just as he was about to take another puff from his pipe, there was a knock at the door. The man got up to answer it.

When he opened the door, a tall, slender figure in a hooded cloak walked in.

“Shadow Wolf? You’ve finally returned, one hour late.”

The middle-aged man was clearly not pleased. Looking at the lone Shadow Wolf, he asked, “Hey? Where are Skeleton and Bloodhand?”

Swish…

Shadow Wolf, his face hidden by his hood, held up a wooden box.

“Oh? You killed them? Even brought back their heads intact?” The middle-aged man put his pipe aside, taking the heavy wooden box with one hand.

As he opened the box, the stench of blood came flooding out.

Borrowing the light from the lamp, he squinted at the contents of the box. His head jolted back in surprise. Inside the box were the severed heads of Skeleton and Bloodhand! Due to limited space, the heads had been squashed together, their painfully desperate expressions quite unsettling.

“This! This!”

The middle-aged man stood up, completely lost for words.

Only then did he notice something was off about Shadow Wolf. His entire body, hidden beneath the cloak, was shaking as if he was sobbing. His head slowly lifted, revealing a split face. The skin and flesh was intact above the nose, while everything below—his jaw and tongue—had corroded into bare bone.

Shadow Wolf was unable to speak. His eyes reflected pain, deathly stillness, and terror.

Crackling and popping echoed throughout his body as if he was laden with firecrackers.

Bang!!!

His entire body suddenly burst from the inside out. Fresh blood, internal organs, muscle fragments, and bones splattered everywhere.

The thick smell of blood filled every corner of the room.