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Chapter 788 - 788 411 Sense of Oppression (4100)_2

Chapter 788: 411 Sense of Oppression (4100)_2 Chapter 788: 411 Sense of Oppression (4100)_2 Squish! Squish!

The colossal dark creature in mid-air was chopped into four pieces by the dual blades right in front of Yangyan. Its internal organs poured out like water, along with the stinky, viscous, and red blood. It splattered all over the ground.

Krogg’s gaze was as sharp as an eagle. He dove down, aiming directly at Yangyan. His body spun at extreme speed, with his arm swinging a 720-degree spin in the air. The enormous slaughter knife descended with a mighty strike!

“Well done, Butcher Krogg! After withdrawing from the number one Shadow position for many years, he still retains the strength of a Shadow Hunter level!” cried Yangyan.

With a sigh of admiration from Yangyan, he flicked his sleeves, raising a hand that looked like a blaze of fire. The trajectory in the air brought out a streak of red flame.

“Lava Palm!”

Clank!!!

The black slaughter knife and the blood-red palm fiercely collided.

A few minutes ago, in the 7th Florence District at the Hunters Association.

Casio slowly walked out of the training room. Through the gaps between people and doors, one could see the floor inside was strewn with silver iron powder. There were also a few bald iron stakes that had been flattened by his palm.

He shut the door behind him and walked towards his bedroom.

Upon opening his room door, he spotted the previously closed window was now open for some unknown reason. A cold wind blew in in streams, causing the white curtains to flutter sideways. On the originally empty desk by the window, there was a note weighed down by a stone.

Casio walked over emotionlessly and casually picked it up. The note read: ‘Florence District No. 6, 25 Fal Street, Iron-face Jim’s Residence. All your masters are there. Go have a good chat.’

He glanced at it and immediately crumpled the note and tossed it into the trash can. Then, with a light jump, he leapt straight from the third floor to the ground.

A spin in the air, head first, falling freely. He aimed for the pile of twigs and dead leaves next to the ornamental tree and threw a punch.

Thud!

The ground shook fiercely, and the whole house seemed to sway. Dirt and leaves scattered and blasted upwards as if from an explosion and sprayed towards the sky.

The earth and the grassland for several meters around rolled like waves.

“Ah!”

A horrible scream came from underground, then there was no sound anymore. Only sticky scarlet blood oozed out from the gaps in the dirt.

With a prop of his single arm, Casio flipped his body and then fiercely pounded his fist towards the ground. This time there wasn’t much of a commotion, his arm only plunged into the dirt like a spear and then he yanked it outwards.

A black-clothed man, already misshapen from the immense pressure, was twitching and convulsing. His skin was split open at nearly a hundred places, bleeding crazily like a burst hot water bottle.

Casio’s gaze remained icy as he hoisted the critically injured man over his shoulder. With a tremble of his foot, his body shot off like lightning.

Even at the headquarters of the Dark Hunting Association, there weren’t many who could catch a glimpse of his fleeting silhouette. As for the commotion just now and the rolling dirt, he would deal with it when he returned.

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Whoosh!

Krogg swiftly retreated, his feet scraping out a black trace several meters long on the ground. His eyes filled with deep solemnity as all sixty of his Holy Marks on his hand back lit up, amplifying his physique’s Source Energy to the extreme.

“Slaughter Blade Technique, Nine Consecutive Slashes!”

Krogg charged forward, his arms swinging like a windmill. The exaggerated bulging muscles hinted at his immense strength.

Hum!

Yangyan steadily walked forward, the flaming red in his pupils immediately filled his entire eyes. A massive Qi pressure bore down, like a wave-formed giant hand, pushing against Krogg.

Boom…

Krogg swayed as if his skull had been struck, his vision slightly distorted. The next second, a palm, looking as though it was covered in molten lava, suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision and heavily slapped towards him.

At the critical moment, he quickly transformed his offense to defense, blocking the attack’s path with two butcher knives. With a snap, a dark metal knife was forcefully shattered, and the other one was also covered in black cracks from high-temperature burning. Krogg was sent flying backwards, crashing into the wall.

Yangyan had a slight smile on his face, his stride uninterrupted.

The overwhelming Qi was a unique method for fighters, but it required great Qi. With powerful and plentiful Qi, it could be used to suppress and immobilize a weaker opponent instantly, just like insects trapped in amber.

This method was also effective against other superhuman systems. It could be even more effective if the opponent’s essence, Qi, and spirit cultivation were lacking. This was an extreme contest of spiritual will and Qi.

Pop, pop, pop…

Krogg emerged from the hole in the wall, dust and stone powder falling off him. With a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his gaze was grave.

After being treated by Casio, his strength had recovered to the level of an ordinary Shadow Hunter, but he was still no match for that man. Krogg searched his memory and couldn’t match any of the powerful figures he remembered with him.

Behind him, the battle between the old hunters and these Wild Beast leveled dark creatures had entered a fierce phase. Apart from Bloody Axe Hebu, whose injuries from previous years were too severe and whose strength had declined too much to take part, the other four hunters all had near Shadow Hunter-level strength after Casio’s disaster expulsion. Moreover, their combat experience against dark creatures was far higher than that of these younger fighters—they were veteran and professional.

The old hunters supported each other and often managed to outnumber their opponents locally. The dark creatures often launched collective attacks, but as soon as one of them slightly separated from the main force, two old hunters would suddenly appear to launch a joint attack, executing smooth and sharp combinations.

They managed to kill these exotic species right on the battlefield.

A few dozen seconds passed.

The four old hunters, with their burst and exploits, had already killed half of the test subjects. The remaining six or seven beasts didn’t seem to concern them much.

However, the real danger was not these creatures. It was the man whom Krogg was currently staring relentlessly at, the man who entered the hall as though he owned the place.

Looking at the bodies of the dark creatures and the upper-handed old hunters, Yangyan shook his head and said, “After all, exotic species that fail to cooperate with their sanity aren’t suitable as elite fighting forces. The best method is to control a large number of dark creatures and use them as cannon fodder… ”

With a flip of his thoughts, he ordered the disc to let the rest of the dark creatures retreat from the hall. Yangyan needed to keep some test subjects and couldn’t let all of them perish here. Immediately, the exotic species who had been entangled with the old hunters hastily retreated, clearly trying to escape.

The four old hunters all tried to land hard hits on the wounded.

A trace of ferocity flashed through Yangyan’s eyes as he stepped forward. A surging, fiery-red Qi flooded in, instantly filling up the entire hall.

“Stay right where you are!”

“As baits, you should be prepared to be baits…”

Click, click, click…

A great force seemed to press down from the ceiling. All the old hunters felt their shoulders weigh down at once, and their steps became difficult. Every time they moved their joints, there was a clicking noise, as if the air around them had turned into sticky glue.

“Ha ha, good experimental tools… I’ve never tried using Shadow Hunters as experimental materials before, I wonder what interesting results there will be…”

With a casual stride, Yangyan stepped forward, his eyes sweeping over Krogg with apparent interest. He raised his arm, and the red halo on his palm brightened.

Boom! Crackling sound…

It felt as if a hurricane had passed, a colossal air current surged from outside the enclosure wall layer by layer, compressing the air into a ring of transparent waves.

Screech!!!

A bird of prey shrieked, bringing with it an oppressive savagery.

Yangyan’s face suddenly changed. The whole house was shaking under the continuous beating of that surging aura, and the air in the hall began to solidify.

Tick, tick, tick, tick…

A tall figure wrapped in crimson steam crushed the railing of the fence and arrived in silence. At this moment, he seemed to be manipulating the raging air flow in the entire area around him. If the powerful aura pushing layer upon layer outward was a hurricane, then this man was the eye of the storm.