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Chapter 838 - 838 436 strong enemies (4000)

Chapter 838: 436 strong enemies (4000) Chapter 838: 436 strong enemies (4000) The Royal Family’s Horse Farm was approximately six hundred meters from the Rapier Pavilion, and a few minutes had passed. Silvery Reed Sword Casio had already covered half the distance. He walked along the tranquil alleyway, as a few withered leaves fell from the Tree Crown behind the Enclosure Wall.

Whoosh…

Suddenly, a figure burst out from the shadows at the corner of the wall, with a Cloak billowing behind him like a rolling, hovering dark cloud. He approached Casio with incredible speed, a fierce gleam flashing in his eyes. Crack! His burly arm suddenly swelled to nearly twice its size, his fingers outspread like Eagle Claws, their surfaces covered with thick veins. As his palm swung out in a whipping motion, the air was sharply torn apart.

The airstream was instantly ruptured, as if five Steel Claws were reaching toward the figure ahead.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, just in the nick of time, Silvery Reed Sword Casio, who had his back to the attacker, still sensed the assault and leaped forward at once, his form shooting forward like a rapier. Hiss! Five narrow scratch marks appeared on the back of Casio’s finely made Aristocrat attire, as if sliced by a blade in an instant.

But luckily, he moved fast and was not injured.

Casio spun around sharply and saw a Man in Black, his entire figure shrouded in a cloak, standing silently. He slightly lifted his left hand, which notably held a delicately sharp Silvery Reed Rapier. Casio had dodged the attack, but his Weapon crucial for battle had been drawn away from him. This would greatly decrease his combat strength.

“You are…”

Silvery Reed Sword Casio furrowed his brows and took two steps back.

“Casio, just come with me quietly,” said the Man in Black, lowering his Cloak to reveal a weathered Face with white hair. One of his eyes was blinded, covered in a pirate-style black bandage. The remaining eye, dark as ink, conveyed a bone-chilling oppressive force. He continued, “That day you went to the Experiment Field with Duke Belly, didn’t you? Duke Belly, Senator Louis, and Irontown Jack have all vanished, and the Experiment Field was destroyed by some unknown force. You must know something. Come clean with us…”

His tone didn’t put Casio in the least under consideration, his gaze filled with a hint of disdain: “Without your Rapier, can you exert even fifty percent of your Strength? Be sensible and surrender now. Otherwise…”

Thump!

The ground trembled fiercely, and several leaves were swept up by the rapidly advancing silhouette, whirling into the air. The Man in Black launched another sudden attack; his previous words were not idle chatter, but somewhat due to sensing something odd about the aura of Silvery Reed Sword Casio before him. The Man in Black felt uneasy, so after observing a moment longer, he decided to strike with a surprise move after a few seconds of Congitation.

Mid-air, one arm of the man was held diagonally forward, and the other stretched out to his side, forming a shape resembling a Cross. The crossed arms swelled with muscle, seeming to sharpen like Dual Blades, rapidly slashing through the air, compressing it, producing a sharp, piercing sound.

In less than half a breath, the Man in Black appeared in front of Silvery Reed Sword Casio. He descended from the sky, launching a strike from above.

Swish!

What seemed like a dazed, unresponsive Casio suddenly looked up, locking eyes with the Man in Black in slow motion. An eerie smile spread across his face, and the upper half of his Aristocrat clothing violently burst into shreds. An expanding torso inch by inch burst through the air, the dense mass of black Runes forming into a grotesque and fierce Totem. A snapping sound of bones stretching echoed as Casio extended four arms outward.

In unison with his original arms, six limbs reached out toward the sky.

At once, as if to embrace the Man in Black in his entirety.

Mid-air, the man’s Pupils suddenly contracted.

Boom!

The alley’s airflow gusted in reverse, as if a Gale roared past, sweeping up the fallen leaves and dust. The fighter’s Qi burst forth violently in an instant, like Magma gushing from a volcano vent.

A silhouette of one meter eighty collided with one three meters tall.

The air blurred, rippling as if seething with high heat. Amidst the howling of the airstream, a streak of fresh blood burst forth, soaking half the wall.

A Man in Black cried out in agony and was sent flying backward. He barely stabilized himself, coughing blood, and fled over the wall in a panic.

On the spot, the airflow dispersed, and the Totem Evil Mother stood quietly in her place.

She was tall and burly, with her three pairs of arms behind her like a royal Tree Crown reaching towards the sky. In one palm, she clutched a severed arm.

Just one exchange, and the Man in Black had paid a heavy price of an arm. Had he not made a snap decision at the critical moment to explosively burst forth with all his Qi and wager injury for life, he would have likely remained there today. Of course, part of this was intentional on the Evil Mother’s behalf.

In the moment of their collision, she had placed a Tracking Mark on the opponent. This was what Casio had once instructed—if they encountered someone from the Door Organization, they should not utterly annihilate them. It would be best to let the adversary pay a severe price, then let them go, to find other strongholds of the Door Organization.

The Evil Mother stood quietly watching the direction of the Man in Black’s flight, a Totem on her body surface flickering slightly. She slowly turned and departed in a certain direction.

Florence, the Clinic.

Casio assumed his new office, and within half a day, the Clinic that seemed like an empty shell was revived with Vitality. The deserted Office Hall was suddenly teeming with people—a lot of staff dressed in the Clinic’s Hunter uniforms moved back and forth, seeming very busy. However, these staff didn’t look like Hunters, but more like Criminals caught and caged by Hunters. Their expressions and dispositions exuded a fierce aura.