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Chapter 829 - 829 432 How to Get the Holy Light Hunter to Give Up

Chapter 829: 432 How to Get the Holy Light Hunter to Give Up Their Position (4100) Chapter 829: 432 How to Get the Holy Light Hunter to Give Up Their Position (4100) “Deputy Dean Mani!”

The drunken hunters abruptly stood up. The numbness of their nerves, long dulled by alcohol, only now began to sense that there was something malevolent about the newcomer.

Boom…

Casio’s cape, inlaid with golden threads, suddenly flared up. An invisible aura spread out like a shockwave, causing the air in the Office Hall to churn tumultuously in an instant. His domineering and aggressive aura aggressively squeezed the air, making it increasingly difficult for those around him to breathe. A few hunters who rushed toward him moved with difficulty, their legs as soft as if they had been on a drug high all day. Some faces turned pale, others flushed.

At this moment, even though their brains were numbed by alcohol, their body’s cells instinctively felt an emotion known as fear. The last time they tasted this emotion was when they, under the lead of Soul Sickle, the Clinic Dean, hunted down a monster that had severely devolved into a Wild Beast. No, the fear they now felt was even stronger than before!

Thus, these hunters did not dare to move, nor were they able to. Their joints instinctively tensed up as if they were in the presence of an apex predator.

Casio’s azure eyes quietly swept over them. That deep and tranquil blue seemed like a deep pool capable of absorbing anyone’s gaze into a Vortex. All the hunters present lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

“This… this…”

From behind his left, Thomas was startled by Casio’s sudden outburst.

He glanced at the Youth writhing in pain at Casio’s feet, then at the human chandelier still swaying on the ceiling. He blinked: After all, these were to be Bai Kui’s subordinates in the future; was this really okay? Even to assert his dominance, there was no need to be so recklessly brutal, right…

As Thomas was thinking this, he heard a voice from the front.

“Looking at you now, I can only describe you as trash. Starting today, I will replace Soul Sickle as the new Dean of the Clinic. Under my command, I do not need trash that can’t produce any value or function. So, in a moment, you can all get out…”

Casio said dispassionately, word by word.

“Huh?” Thomas was taken aback. He saw that several Drunkard Hunters, perhaps emboldened by their intoxication or just having drunk too much, struggled to move forward, not learning their lesson at all.

“Hey, you…”

Bang bang bang bang!

An invisible but surging Force suddenly pressed down from Mid-air like an Iron Hand pressing on everyone’s shoulders. These hunters were unable to withstand that Force and promptly fell to their knees with a thud.

Their knees collided with the dark floor, creating visible cracks and a crisp shattering sound. It was unclear if only the floor shattered or the knees as well. Or perhaps, both the floor and the knees shattered at the same time.

A dozen hunters knelt on the ground, hunched over. The veins on their necks stood out, their Faces red with exertion, their mouths tightly clenched.

It seemed as if they were resisting the air heavy as a thousand-pound weight.

“First, the Clinic doesn’t need you worthless parasites. Second…” Casio’s gaze swept across the room: “Don’t try to test my patience. I gave you the chance to walk out on your own, but you chose to crawl out instead?” Immediately, another series of floor-shattering sounds followed.

Sure enough, these kneeling hunters could no longer bear the weight, flopping onto the ground stiff as Corpses, just as Casio had described.

Casio had initially only released his Aura, but now he had unleashed a bit of his Qi as well. Sometimes, dealing with the riffraff did not require the vigorous use of fists and feet. The deterrence of an Aura and Qi saved both time and effort.

Soon, these hunters scrambled out of the Office Hall, taking both Mani and the Youth who had swallowed Glass shards along with them.

By Casio’s side, Thomas had witnessed the entire process. He recalled the words of the Chief Inspector of the Black Mechanism before he left: “Bai Kui is the new Dean of the Clinic; let him do whatever he wants with it…”

So, Thomas kept his mouth shut, and he couldn’t have spoken up even if he wanted to. He had come to understand that this new Dean of the Clinic was a man with a domineering style. No one could impose their will on him, not even a slight suggestion; only he could impose his will on others.

Once he understood this, Thomas clearly recognized his own attitude. He efficiently began to do the things an Assistant should do, finding another Substitute Deputy Dean at the lair of the Wild Beast.

At the same time, this Substitute Deputy Dean was also the Warden of the Wild Beast’s prison.

Tap tap tap tap…

A succession of Footsteps approached from outside the Office Hall.

The tall Silhouette in the corner of the Hall slowly turned around. Casio held an empty Wine Bottle in his hand, his thumb plugging the opening. He slightly moved his finger, and instantly, large plumes of deep purple bubbles emerged, like the bubble-blowing toys of children. But these deadly purple bubbles could explode with a Force similar to a Bomb, and the ultra-violent, inner Scarlet teeth, forming a Spiraling Tornado, were fearsome grinders that could shred Steel and Metal alike.

As Casio grew more accustomed to the Sonic Fang, he became increasingly adept with using Extreme Power. He could even momentarily encase the Power in a glass bottle like flowing water without damaging the bottle. Similarly, Casio could cover an object with his Power without damaging the object itself. This required not only immense control but also a change in the Characteristics of one’s Power. This Extreme Power really was becoming more and more like Qi.