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Chapter 821 - 821 428 Extreme Power (4100)

Chapter 821: 428 Extreme Power (4100) Chapter 821: 428 Extreme Power (4100) Unlike the previous few times absorbing water from the Holy Spring, this time was truly delightful, exceptionally satisfying. Previously, whether Casio obtained the Holy Spring Water through completing tasks, or by exchanging hundreds of units of Holy Spring Water resources with honor badges, for his robust physique, it was like a drop in the bucket. It was like a long-dried ground that occasionally received light rain, unable to fill even the cracks in the earth. But now, it was as if a flood had inundated an arid desert, turning it directly into a marshland. Undoubtedly, this was a pleasure.

Casio could feel warm, invisible liquid permeating layer after layer atop his tough outer skin. It was like a vague mist of water, passing through his muscles, moisturizing the fascia, and coating the surface of his skeleton. At this moment, it was like soaking in a hot spring bath, with water waves gently patting and massaging from all directions, quickly bringing his physique into a translucent state.

The Golden Pond Water continued to be absorbed, starting to slowly decline at an imperceptible rate. However, with a constant replenishment of water from above, the decrease in pond level was even slower. Casio entered a state of carefree relaxation. It was as if lying alone on a fluttering boat, swaying with the seawaves, heading towards an unknown direction. But at this moment, he did not let down his guard.

Both the Holy Springs Water and the Secret Spirit Power contained trace amounts of Disaster. It was like an inconspicuous chronic poison, which began small and negligible. As time passed and dosage increased, the poison burst forth massively, turning into a nearly incurable lethal disease.

The Eerie Night Guests from Black Rain Villa, after obtaining various powers, would experience extreme side effects. Hunters, as they continually replenished their Holy Spring Water through battles, would also accumulate Disasters within their bodies, unavoidably entering a state of beastial transformation.

For intelligent life, especially humans,

Disaster is a lethal poison, without cure.

Fortunately, the mysterious ancient Oyon Civilization seemed to have left some countermeasures. Those five Keystone Runes operate by using Disaster as their energy source. For instance, Casio’s Spirit Rune could easily absorb these masterless essences of Disaster. Speaking of which, Casio sometimes wondered whether the Oyon Civilization was an existence that fought against Disaster or an existence that controlled Disaster. After all, using the essence of Disaster as the driving energy for five Keystones, both directions were possible.

Of course, these were all wild speculations. Casio was currently enjoying the convenience provided by the Spirit Rune. The essences of Disaster mixed with Holy Springs Water, barely settling within his body, had no chance to permeate before being swiftly swept away by the Spirit Rune. The Black Ouroboros Tattoo on his chest began to slowly rotate, silently operating.

Whirling…whirling…

In the sound of the clear water continuously falling onto the Pond surface, Casio glanced at his handback. On it were thirty-three platinum Holy Marks, with pale gold Holy Marks continually growing and stacking on the ends of the platinum ones. In a moment’s time, the number of gold marks had equaled the platinum ones—totaling sixty-six.

This number, should have surpassed most Shadow Hunters already.

Number One Shadow Hunter Giant Statue Case had only seventy Holy Marks, while the Chief Inspector had seventy-nine Holy Marks. This was their current limit to withstand Disaster invasion, related to their body strength and spiritual will.

Of course, reaching the limit did not mean they couldn’t improve further. Humans are adaptable; with prolonged exposure, and an increased tolerance to Disaster, perhaps they could enhance their strength slightly beyond their limits.

And this power wouldn’t be substantial, potentially adding just three to five Holy Marks, or as few as one or two. Generally speaking, after becoming a Shadow Hunter and soaking in the Holy Springs once, most would reach their innate limit. Subsequent slight power increases were just a drop in the bucket, making little difference.

Casio, now with sixty-six Holy Marks, actually had as many as Secondary Shadow Hunter Louis. This was Louis’ limit, but not Casio’s limit. His body was still absorbing the Holy Springs Water, voraciously, just as fiercely as when he began, showing no signs of stopping.

Gradually, the number of Holy Marks on the handback continued to increase.

…69, 70, 71…

He easily surpassed Number One Shadow Hunter Case.

…78, 79, 80…

He then surpassed the Chief Inspector.

At this point, Casio noticed the growth rate of the Holy Marks started to slow down. It wasn’t that his absorption speed of the Holy Springs Water decreased, but his body seemed to have developed something akin to a resistance. The higher the saturation of Holy Marks, the more difficult the process of reaching the limit or complete saturation. Thus, Casio’s earlier calculation was actually incorrect; he thought he only needed two thousand four hundred units of Holy Springs Water to become completely saturated, yet the actual situation was different.

However, the current situation did not matter at all.

Casio was soaking directly at the Source of the Holy Spring, using the precious Holy Springs Water for his bath, even if the needed amount was far more than two thousand four hundred units, so what? Even if ten times more was needed, it was merely sixty liters, a mere drop in the ocean.

Moreover, the consumption couldn’t possibly go up tenfold.

This was the benefit of becoming a Shadow Hunter, the one time to recklessly absorb Holy Springs Water, until reaching one’s personal limit.

97, 98, 99…100!

A hundred Holy Marks, neatly arranged on the handback, resembled a perfectly square block. The lower half was platinum, while the upper half was pale gold. At a glance, it strikingly resembled a sheet of gold leaf applied to the skin.