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Chapter 730 - 730 384 Satire Destruction (4000)_1

Chapter 730: 384 Satire Destruction (4000)_1 Chapter 730: 384 Satire Destruction (4000)_1 Taking a deep breath, Casio focused his attention on himself.

He sat cross-legged, gradually adjusting his state. When he thought he was ready, he began to operate the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist and Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist. His Qi surged tumultuously within his body and seeped out through his pores.

At this time, Casio was like a fully soaked booth being roasted by flames. The turbulent steam enveloped him, making him resemble a boiling kettle.

He slowly raised both his arms, parallel to the ground, and extended forward. The Deathfang Power spread rapidly within his body, reaching his right palm instantly. A scarlet, illusory light, giving off a strong sense of danger, flickered intermittently.

In contrast, Casio’s left palm was softly clenched, with a deep purple airflow winding between his fingers, resembling a miniature python.

The Platinum Stigmata, representing the blood of creatures, instantly radiated a scorching light.

He narrowed his eyes and his palms suddenly joined in front of his chest.

Puff!

Like a pin puncturing a balloon, the air flow gushed out violently.

In the center of Casio’s palms, a black speck the size of a rice grain floated in mid-air where the red Deathfang Power and the purple Echo Strength intersected.

All the energy gushing from the Southern Dipper acupoints was swallowed by this black speck in a flash. Simultaneously, the black speck began to slowly expand, ultimately reaching the size of an eyeball. Its shape was irregular, resembling a mouth.

Even with all Casio’s concentration, he could only see a flat, deep blackness, as if all perception was being swallowed by that mouth. The unavoidable blackness always brought to mind the cracks in space.

Hum, hum, hum…

The air in the entire house suddenly began to vibrate, as if a pot of boiling water was distorting visibly like heatwaves. The airflow turned pale white and rolled like waves.

Casio’s hands were trembling, the black dot in his palm extremely unstable. His brows furrowed, beads of sweat emerging on his forehead, and his arms’ skin showed traces of cracking.

“The energy is too dense, it can’t dissipate, it must be unleashed!”

Casio swung out a palm, at a speed so fast it almost tore the air apart.

Whew…Boom!! Thundering sounds…

The black energy flew out wildly. After losing control and suppression, it expanded rapidly within the room. From its original size of an eyeball, it turned into a black mouth taking up a third of the room’s width. Half of the room in Casio’s Hunter apartment was instantly shattered, the air blasting. The black shadow continued to fly out, destroying a public building across.

Finally, it rushed towards the pitch-black night sky, accompanied by a violent explosion.

Debris rained down, striking the tiles atop the buildings. Air waves rolled and continuously battered the nearby glass surfaces, making a loud thundering sound.

It was as if a long-accumulated storm had suddenly arrived in the middle of the night.

In the room, Casio spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, looking drained. Both of his arms dangled at his sides, his skin split open in a spiderweb pattern, with fresh blood constantly dripping from the cracks. He seemed as if he had been injured in an explosion.

“I was careless. The special energy formed by the Amplification of the two top-ranked Ancient Secret Martial Arts is much harder to control than I imagined. At least a body at the level of a fighter is necessary to control it within a short period. Suffered a minor injury…”

Casio glanced at his clothes torn into rags, then lifted up his ruptured hands, “But, this merged energy is quite powerful!”

He walked step by step to the broken wall, looking at the opposite side. The six-story public building now only had the lowest floor left. The sky seemed like it was filled with flashing thunderbolts, with howling winds sweeping large chunks of debris onto the ground. Soon, a large number of hunters rushed out of the apartments. Members of Dark Hunt Headquarters carrying torches for their patrol also arrived one after another.

Two minutes later, the patrol members pushed the door open, seeing a figure badly injured and lying on the carpet. They immediately ran over to provide emergency assistance.

The next day, a rumor spread wild within the Hunters Association.

Bronze-ranked Hunter Bai Kui was favored by the former Shadow Hunter, Bloody Axe Herbert, and was given an Honor Badge, along with a chance to compete for the position of Shadow Hunter.

Therefore, some competitors originally supported by other forces wanted to eliminate him as soon as possible. They even boldly attempted to assassinate him at Dark Hunt Headquarters!

The explosion last night was the work of one of the competitors.

The news even reached the ears of veteran hunters in other branches near Florence. Immediately, several veteran hunters rallied their friends, picked up their long-neglected weapons, and rushed towards the Headquarters.

They didn’t know who Bai Kui was, but they knew who Bloody Axe Herbert was! These veteran hunters from the neutral camp were not easy to bully! They felt that it was too arrogant and absurd to assassinate competitors at Headquarters. Some of the veteran hunters retired from the Shadow Hunters have experienced how disgusting the methods can be used by the Council and the Royal Family.

All to secure a seat for the Shadow Hunter they support.

The familiar sanatorium, the familiar room, the familiar bed.

The cool morning air flowed in from the outside window, bringing with it a taste of mud and the fragrance of grasses and trees. Casio leaned against the patient bed, his upper body wrapped in bandages, his gaze empty. He seemed to be contemplating something.

Yes, after accidentally making such a big fuss last night, Casio directly shifted the blame onto those three Dark Gold hunters. In reality, he didn’t say much. Just pretending to faint and then wake up, handing over the Honor Badge Herbert gave him to the Hunters Association. The rumors naturally started to float around.