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Chapter 738: 388 Avatar Demon Idol (4100)_1 Chapter 738: 388 Avatar Demon Idol (4100)_1 In the Pale Land, there were hills and rivers, but overall, it’s a plain. An average person with normal vision could vaguely see the scenery two or three kilometers away. Casio and the two others, all being expert fighters, could naturally see further and clearer. However, as the planet was spherical, the horizon of their vision wouldn’t extend indefinitely.

In other words, their field of view was naturally restricted.

However, in the Pale Land, the limit of one’s vision was essentially meaningless. Because the ash falling from the sky blocked one’s sight, preventing any prolonged visualization.

Even for people like Casio, they could barely see one to two hundred meters away.

Any further, and they could only rely on sounds. Furthermore, only sufficiently loud noises would be noticeable due to the sound of falling ash.

Three silhouettes stood outside Ash City, appearing as solitary bamboo poles on the flat land. The dense fragments of ash fell from the sky, resembling willow catkins fluttering in the breeze, yet also akin to diverse snowflakes. As the air currents high above lightly rolled, they could carry large swathes of ash into visible wave-like trajectories. Upon settling, the ash rustled, evoking a poignant sense of solitude.

Casio glanced out as a vast expanse of plain, blanketed in a snowy white, stretched to the ends of the plain. Pillars of stone, weird trees, small hills, the flat ground, all coated in a silver-white layer, as if suddenly transitioning into a harsh midwinter. But, the Pale Land didn’t bear the cold of winter, rather it bore an inexplicable sense of dry heat.

Similar to a toxic fire, it was insidious, flourishing, and spreading.

A hand slowly reached out to catch a bit of the white ash falling from the sky.

The ash immediately dispersed, and two bursts of air rushed towards Casio’s hand.

One can be described as Pale Firetoxin, while the other was a denser concentration of calamitous aura. Yes, compared to the innumerable dark creatures on the Pale Land, the powerful Hazard Spirits or Wraiths, the environment of the Pale Land itself was more lethal, with more intense calamities present here.

If Energy Bearers were to walk directly in the Pale Land’s environment, the time they could endure would only be half of the original duration. In this context, Ash City could indeed be considered a Beginner Village.

The concentration of calamities there was relatively low, and the level of danger was not too high either.

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…”

Sounds, as if grease was being scorched by flames, suddenly emanated from the Ghost Man and the Iron Knight. In their hands, they held a green stone about the size of a finger joint, faintly glowing, seemingly resisting the calamities within the ash.

Casio naturally knew what it was, as the Ghost Man had disclosed it to him earlier. It was the Shelter Stone, a mission tool provided free of charge by the Black Rain Villa, which could protect Markers in environments with a high concentration of calamities. However, each Shelter Stone could only last for ten hours, and the quantity was extremely scarce.

This was a costly one-time consumable item, incomparable with the reusable Defense Array of the Shelter Tower. The Ghost Man had given Casio a stone just five minutes ago, albeit somewhat reluctantly. Clearly, his own Shelter Stones were in short supply, providing Casio with one for free already induced a twinge of regret.

As the pale ash fell, Casio held the Shelter Stone in his hand but stashed it away in his pocket. A warm gust of air gently exhaled from his nostrils, the Secret Martial Art of the Demon Idol was automatically in action, and the life field of the Demon Idol radiated out in circles from the core of his body. It permeated through his bones, muscles, and epidermis like a liquid.

Upon reaching the surface of his body, it resembled black scales.

When the ash fell on the scales, the fire toxin was expelled, and half of the calamitous air stream was also eliminated. It already had no difference with the environment of Ash City.

The Ghost Man and the Iron Knight looked at each other, both seeing surprise in each other’s eyes. They both stared at Casio simultaneously, who now appeared as if his body was covered in large pieces of black scales, akin to an ancient sacrificial totem.

“Still not enough, the resistance to calamities can be higher…”

Casio murmured to himself. He activated the Secret Martial Art of the Demon Idol at full power, following the triple rhythm of his breathing method, heartbeat frequency, and blood circulation.

Suddenly, the Demon Idol’s Qi boiled up in his body, then sprayed out like bobbles in boiling water from under his skin. It enveloped Casio entirely like steam, forming a black pillar of air shooting straight into the sky.

The Ghost Man and the Iron Knight involuntarily retreated nearly a hundred meters.

They could sense a powerful threat imbued with a demonic aura.

Whoosh…

The black steam swirled, forming a vortex. Within the vortex, a huge silhouette flickered in and out of existence until it was fully revealed on the Pale Land.

A Bony Spine Long Tail, hook-shaped back thorn, sword-shaped scales, a colossal foot resembling a camel’s hoof, terrifying muscles full of blood vessels. The Demon Idol, standing in the ash rain, was four meters high, not sleek and streamlined, but a magnificent, towering tank. Its knee and shoulder prominences stood out as if they were ancient knights’ steel shoulder guards. Inverted triangle back, the surface of the spine covered with numerous densely packed spikes, like interlocking teeth, inexplicably ferocious.

You could see the sharp and rigid radian of the joints, and the heavy muscular armor.

This was clearly a terrifying war machine born for killing.

The Ghost Man gripped his scythe warily, his whole body charged with power, suppressing the fear deep in his heart. The Iron Knight also adopted a full combat stance, his left arm crossed in front of his body, with a heavy greatsword resting on his arm.

“Whoosh…”

Two hurricanes rushed from the nostrils of the Demon Idol, meandering like snakes.

“Don’t be nervous, both of you. It’s just another form of my boxing method’s will. Here is the World of Calamities, and our bodies are made up of Qi. The will of the boxing method, combined with the solidity of the Qi, can alter forms…”