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Chapter 794 - 794 414 Way of the Tyrant Fist (4000)_2

Chapter 794: 414 Way of the Tyrant Fist (4000)_2 Chapter 794: 414 Way of the Tyrant Fist (4000)_2 His fist steadily shattered Candle Soul’s arm bones, and even blew away half of his shoulder! Behind him, a fan-shaped blood mist formed!

Suddenly spinning, Casio confronted the attack, pushing forward with his palms. His right arm and strikes from the extreme elbow combat art collided together, and with a crunch, it broke the white-haired man’s steel-like joint bones. His left arm forcefully broke and shattered the rapier, and he pushed forward, striking the opponent’s chest.

With a crunch, ribs fractured, blood spurted out, and the body rapidly flew backwards.

Thud, thud, thud…

The air was full of exploding blood mist, and the airflow was whistling into a vortex. Casio gently landed, moving on both feet, his blood-soaked palms steadily standing.

Behind him, the four strong enemies were awkwardly thrown to the ground. Unbelievably, one was dead, three were injured! Yangyan, who had been severely injured long ago, died instantly. Candle Soul lost his entire right arm, and the white-haired man’s forearm broke off in alignment with the elbow. The Rapier man was also violently vomiting blood, his chest collapsed, his internal organs damaged.

“I finally understand… the way of the Tyrant Fist…”

“To give it your all, no holding back. There’s no such thing as attacking the enemy with seven parts and conserving three parts with caution. When you throw a punch, it’s supposed to be with all of your power, or even more…” Casio stood in the swirling red fog, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

“*cough cough cough*”… “*wheeze*…”

The three people still alive on the ground struggled to get up, their faces filled with pain. Some were coughing non-stop, others were spewing fresh blood.

They all looked towards Casio, who was standing tranquilly like a statue, their eyes now filled with fear. Four top-class fighters, all-out, were actually crushed in just a few seconds. Without a doubt, this was the dominance of power. That overbearing belief had filled the entire hall.

Firmly suppressing the aura and spirit of everyone present.

The rapier man of the three people had bloodshot eyes, and was trembling uncontrollably at the sight of the towering figure shrouded in red mist. He shouted, and actually ran away towards the passages behind! His will to fight had been completely destroyed by Casio’s palm.

“We’ve lost…”

Candle Soul gave a bitter smile, feeling gloomy. He felt that he had failed the mission entrusted by the leader. Amid the despair, Candle Soul looked at his long-time partner, Yangyan’s corpse. Huh? The corpse was actually starting to melt, turning into mist and floating into the passage.

On the wall, dense black patterns started to appear and spread, like tree roots, resembling a spider web. At a glance, they were in a cave about to collapse.

And the wall paintings on this primitive cave were filled with various totems.

Candle Soul’s face suddenly changed: “There’s a problem with the conversion pool!” But in the next second, his face turned pale again. He was about to lose his life, and Yangyan was already dead. Even if the experiment failed, would it really matter at this point?

“A totem?”

Casio’s eyes sharpened and he immediately thought of the two wizards from the Great Mountain he had met during his last retrospective. He instantly disappeared from the spot, knocked out the white-haired man, and controlled Candle Soul, holding one in each hand, he rushed down towards the underground experiment field.

The level with the conversion pool and the dark creature cells.

A few minutes ago.

Just after Candle Soul, the white-haired man, and the rapier man had left, two big figures from the Royal Parliament continued to observe the progress of the conversion pool experiment.

The otherworldly scene in the stone mirror became increasingly terrifying, with black muddy fluid getting thicker and overlapping layers appeared. Until all dark creatures were gone, a short blank period appeared. Then a mountain peak appeared, a colossal bronze stone gargoyle stood between heaven and earth. Various complex patterns and mini runes covered it.

Finally, these pattern runes formed totems one after another, overlapping and layering the body of the gargoyle. It was too shocking…

The bald old man and the man in a suit held their breath on the spot. In their eyes was the fear of the unknown. But in an instant, the fear turned into greed. If they too could possess this kind of power…

‘Dark Hunt Organization’? There’s no need for it to exist at all!

‘Longevity’ as they call it, is within reach…

Ahead, the vision in the mirror continued to push forward. The scene that appeared the last time has once again emerged. The whole world was split into two sides around a hole, on the left was the bronze giant elephant, its body covered in intricate totems on a carpet of flowing black substance. On the right was an old man, kneeling in meditation, looking as lifeless as a mummy, with sixty-six red stars flickering in and out of visibility. The richness of crimson red expanded outward, holding back the black totem.

Feelings of desolation, eeriness, epicness, and insignificance filled their hearts. Just as they were about to look at each other, they realized that something odd had occurred within the mirror. The deep hole in the center started to spew black mud wildly, a black substance gushing out at ten or even a hundred times the speed.

Like a fountain, it surged around in all directions like a raging tide.

In an instant, the situation had changed. This black mud seemed to act as an amplifier to the bronze giant elephant. The sudden eruption caused all the black totems on the ground to light up as if absorbing energy. On the other side, the situation was quite the opposite for the old man. The flowing black substance continuously collided with the magma-like rich crimson red, causing the entire red region to dim instantly.

The sixty-six stars on the old man trembled fiercely, as if they were about to go out. The situation, which was previously balanced, became heavily one-sided. The black totems aggressively pushed forward; the crimson receded, with only half of its original range remaining. It was half because the old man was situated at the dividing line between the two, nearly surrounded by the totems.

And at this moment, the view from the stone slab was fixed and started to take effect.

Almost at the moment it drew in the black fluid, the bronze statue, which had seemed ancient and immovable, suddenly raised its head. Boom! Boom! Boom! A pair of ancient, gigantic eyes stared directly at something in mid-air.

That direction was precisely where the image on the stone slab was.

Roar!!!

A roar that shook the earth echoed throughout the world!

Countless totem patterns lit up at the same time, turning the dim world into daylight, making everybody’s sight suddenly clear.

The next second, the stone tablet went out of control and started to spin. The vortex in the pupils of the eyes opened up to the size of a fist, then a skull, then a bucket… finally enveloping the entire conversion pool with a dangerous grey mist along the edge.

Through the haze, it seemed as if a giant eye was peeking through the vortex at this place. Sploosh! Black mud poured out like a reservoir discharging sediment.

It instantly filled most of the independent room within the conversion pool.

Almost everyone in the room was engulfed by the black mud, only a young man at the very edge was squeezed by his companion’s body and luckily escaped the calamity. He let out a sharp yelp and stumbled backwards in panic.

The mud in front of him began to make gurgling noises as if it were boiling. Screams of extreme horror came from it, but a second later everything fell silent. Confused and lost, the youth stood still not knowing what to do. He looked towards the entrance of the passage.

In an instant, he realized that he should go to Lord Candle Soul to report the situation.

However, just as the young man was about to move, the mud in the conversion pool went down as rapidly as a whale swallowing, almost as if something had sucked it all clean. In a moment, the space that had been filled was now empty, revealing the scene inside. More than a dozen workers were still standing in their places; their clothes were unharmed. They all stood still like statues.

The youth hesitated, feeling that something was off and started to back away.

Swish, Swish, Swish!

All the people there turned their heads at the same time, their eyes fixed on the youth.

A strange and fanatic smile appeared on their faces. Black lines began to spread from their necks to their faces, and even to their eyes. The walls too started to have the same totem patterns like tree roots growing all over the underground building. It seemed as if countless creeping vines were growing.

“No, no, no!!!”