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Chapter 833 - 833 434 More ferocious than the villain (4200)

Chapter 833: 434 More ferocious than the villain (4200) Chapter 833: 434 More ferocious than the villain (4200) Clang, clang, clang…

The half-meter-thick alloy metal door slowly closed, embedding itself onto the underground tracks and emitted a dull sound, finally sealing shut with a loud bang.

At the door, Siegel and Thomas looked at each other.

“Are we really going to let this boss do as he pleases?”

Siegel hesitated for a moment before asking the question. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Casio’s strength, but the four convicts on the third underground level of the Beast’s Lair were truly ferocious–the felons among felons. Criminals who had killed more than a dozen people were nothing compared to them, and if even one of them got out, they could go on a killing spree in Emerald City, taking tens of thousands of lives. Don’t be fooled by their appearance of being able to communicate, and even Siegel’s master Otto occasionally helping out. But in reality, their consciousness had been completely twisted, having drastically transformed into the instinctual nature of dark creatures.

Any single one of them was more brutal than all the prisoners of the first level combined.

In the past, the Chief Warden of Soul Sickle would only suppress one at a time, rarely dealing with two rioting felons of the third level simultaneously. And now the new warden, Bai Kui, was going to deal with four at once? Siegel couldn’t help but worry.

“Don’t be too nervous. If Blood Fist has decided to do this, he must have some confidence. No one would joke with their own life…”

Thomas said, looking at the heavy metal door in front of him. Blood Fist was the nickname given to Casio after he became a Shadow Hunter, just like every other Shadow Hunter had one. His gaze shifted slightly, suddenly recalling a previous encounter in the Chief Inspector’s office. Casio, Dilixiati, and the Black Mechanism were seated and talking, with a faint aura that created three separate areas of equal force. The way the three spoke, it carried an attitude suggesting that their status and strength were seemingly equal, which was of particular concern to the perceptive Thomas. He felt there was a reason why Casio had swiftly risen to the rank of the number two Shadow Hunter.

Thomas had had a vague feeling about Casio’s capability on their journey together, but now that feeling was at its peak. He reached out and patted Siegel’s shoulder.

“The one who comes out after they open the door will definitely be Blood Fist…”

At this moment, in the clinic, within the Den of Wild Beasts, the third level.

The sound of a series of special keys turning the locks echoed, and within a few seconds, all the dangerous prisoners’ cages on the third level were opened.

The slightly dim jail remained silent. The four felons, like beasts suddenly facing a new situation, cautiously observed their surroundings. It was only after confirming there were no accidents that they left their cages.

“Hahaha, I’m out! Finally out of this little tin house! No one can lock me up again!” The door to Cage, number four, banged loudly, violently forced open by a scarlet expanding fog.

Within the hazardous fog, the silhouette of Fog Man slowly emerged.

“Damn it, who allowed you to come out? Get back in there!”

In the adjacent cell three, Siegel’s master Otto, a giant black spider, furiously squeezed out, seemingly quite angry.

“Ssss, ssss, ssss…”

The sound of a snake came from cell two; a nine-headed giant snake burst through the metal door, occupying most of the passageway like a clumsy elephant.

Lastly, from cell one, the Ascetic, a rare sight, also walked out. He was a silent old monkey. Even though his features were fierce and grim due to the dark biological transformation, he oddly felt like a benevolent sage.

At this moment, the four felons, who had been imprisoned for as short as one year to as long as ten years, gained their freedom. Leaving the corridor, they marched into the hall.

As they just stepped in, everyone stopped in unison.

At the far end of the vast space, there was a door that sealed the way from the second underground level of the Den of Wild Beasts to the third. The heavy door was shut tight. Standing before it, a massive figure shrouded in black fog faced away from everyone, its head reaching the ceiling of the hall, standing over four meters tall. It heard the footsteps of the four and slowly turned its head.

A body with bony spines and a long tail, hooks like backthorns, sword-shaped scales, camel-toed massive feet, and terrifying muscles filled with blood vessels looked like a towering tank. Protuberances on the knees and shoulders appeared like ancient knights’ steel armor. With a triangular back, the spine surface bristled with densely packed spikes, like interlocking teeth, inexplicably sinister.

This was clearly a terrifying combat machine created for slaughter.

Within the black fog, the face that turned their way bore a malevolent grin of pure malice. The scarlet eyes, like a pair of calm searchlights, gazed out.

In the silence, the demon idol grinned, revealing a sinister smile. It raised its hand – covered like ancient armor – and slowly clenched it into a fist.

“Now, I give you four a choice,”

“Serve me or die!”

Bang!!!

The entire hall shook violently, the surging air wave exploding instantly. Casio’s gigantic body appeared in front of the four as if transported instantly.

He compressed the air, throwing a punch. The demon idol, with an arm as solid as a marble pillar, swung fiercely, sparing no mercy as it crashed down on Fog Man.

Boom!

An explosion erupted, and Fog Man blew apart. In the terrifying burst, he had no time to react. By the time he came to, he already felt an unstoppable force slamming into him. At that moment, Fog Man truly felt like a water-filled plastic bag hit by a high-speed iron ball flying from nowhere, shattered into pieces.