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Chapter 765 - 765 401 Rough Solution (4000)_1

Chapter 765: 401 Rough Solution (4000)_1 Chapter 765: 401 Rough Solution (4000)_1 The night sky overhead was pitch black, as if a massive curtain was hiding the myriad of stars. Only the silent moon hung, half-covered by threads of cloud. The moonlight that fell was as cold as the evening wind.

This was a central garden, a small circular white stone plaza. Surrounding the plaza were steps of varying heights, with rows of flower beds filled with clustered floral arrangements on the edges. A subtle fragrance permeated through the cold wind.

The central garden served to divide the area, the west side leading to bustling places like Pleasure Street and such night markets, while the east side was adjacent to places providing daily necessities such as inns, restaurants, tailoring shops, and clothing stores. The north and south ends connected directly to the main road, making it a transport hub of the northern part of Florence’s Fourth District.

This was also the likely area that Casio marked on the map.

Under the dim moonlight, a robust silhouette clad in black appeared on a section of the staircase, holding a torch that had not been burning for long.

The all-black torch was topped with an unusual flame.

This was a faint green glow, similar to wolf eyes, giving people an inexplicably eerie feeling. Especially when it moved, the faint green flame stretched and jumped back into the air, producing a narrow tailflame, which looked somewhat frightening. But in reality, that was only the aromatic vapor produced after Black Bait Wood was burnt. It was ignited by the flame, burning briefly in the air.

Casio stood at the highest part of the staircase, quickly scanning the area in front of him.

The location here was indeed good, accessible from all directions. The aromatic vapor emitted from the Black Bait Wood wouldn’t take long to attract the dark creatures.

He strode forward, planting the torch with a stone right in the middle of the plaza.

A faintly unpleasant smell similar to burning paint spread out. Although it didn’t smell good to humans, dark creatures found it irresistible.

Especially the thick and large piece of Black Bait Wood given by the Ghost Man, the quality was self-evident. The richer and more pungent smell it exuded was extremely tempting.

Casio took a step back and was completely engulfed by the darkness. He leaned against a wall corner, quietly waiting for the ghoul to deliver itself into his hands.

At eight-thirty in the evening, in a quiet street in the Fourth District of Florence.

A cold and dark-looking youth stood under the candlelight. This was a crossroad, with forking candle holders silently burning like street lights.

The monstrous and frightening shadow cast by the youth on the ground resembled a collection of tentacles. Upon closer inspection, each tentacle was covered with spikes.

Sigh… A gust of breeze blew from afar, causing his clothes to sway.

Solomon furrowed his eyebrows slightly, feeling a faint stench in the air. Turning around and tilting his head, Solomon started walking towards another street.

Five minutes later, at the entrance of a dim alleyway, he abruptly stopped in his tracks. His gaze, slightly flickering, lifted slightly. The Sinful Thorn reacted; that dark creature was indeed in the Fourth District, and acting tonight. The fresh and pungent energy aura left in the air indicated that the dark creature had passed by no more than half an hour ago! This thrilled Solomon.

Five days had passed, and the task finally had some significant progress. If he was lucky, he could conclude the first round of the test tonight.

Solomon lifted his foot and instantly dashed towards a direction.

On the other end, at the junction of the commercial and residential districts, four or five major streets were acting as the main road. Among them, two adjacent streets were separated by a row of buildings. At the top of the highest building, Soss, the Lion King, sat cross-legged. While practicing the Mad Lion Fist, he stayed alert of his surroundings.

His body’s aura roiled and his eyes were filled with bloodshot streaks. After about ten minutes, the chaotic aura gradually calmed down and most of the bloodshot streaks faded.

One important reason for Soss’s daring to drink a large amount of Holy Spring water in a short time was his decade-long rigorous practice of the Mad Lion Fist. The boxing method has the function of regulating body aura, balancing the spirit, and steadying the will. Although it couldn’t solve the fundamental problem, it could still temporarily suppress the onset of side effects.

This gave Soss the capital to vie for the position of Shadow Hunter again.

He had already figured it out. The Shadow Hunter’s position was a sure bet. After the baptism at the source of the Holy Spring, the side effects caused by the large intake of Holy Spring water now would be suppressed. At that time, he would use the strength of the Shadow Hunter’s level and the royal family’s connections to find the other parts of the Mad Lion Fist. Once complete, the effects of the side effects would be minimized.

This was Soss’s ideal state of mind.

Right now, the most important thing was to catch the dark creature, the Laughing Nightmare.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly Soss perked up, his eyes sharp. His gaze projected through dozens of meters of distance, landing on a house shadow in a street. An exotic species, about the size of a dog, quickly darted forward.

The entire process was silent, hard to detect for ordinary people.

“Just an ordinary beast-level creature…”

Soss retracted his gaze, deciding not to make a move. He didn’t want to startle the grass and alert the snake, giving his target, the Laughing Nightmare, a heads up.

After calming his breath for about a minute or so,

Soss suddenly turned his head and looked down another street. A cloud of gray fog, about the size of a human head, floated at a low altitude and flew by. The shape it mimicked looked like a skull. If someone happened to encounter such a thing at night, they would probably faint on the spot. This was a beast-level dark creature, the Gray Fog Skull, which loved quietness and disliked movement, and loved to find a place to hide and hunt for food.

“…”

Soss glanced at the Gray Fog Skull, slightly furrowing his brow.