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Chapter 847 - 847 440 Brawl (4000)_2

Chapter 847: 440 Brawl (4000)_2 Chapter 847: 440 Brawl (4000)_2 “Damn it, what does that mean? Attacking with a killer move right off the bat? Isn’t he afraid of being exhausted after the move and then getting killed by the Beast Wizard?!” the Hurricane Wizard was annoyed in his heart; if he forcibly took the remaining attacks, there was a significant chance he would be severely injured on the spot unless he used the power bestowed upon him by the Totem King.

But, this was merely the first exchange upon meeting. After using his hidden card, relying only on his own original strength, plus the Beast Wizard.

Could he really defeat Casio?

The Hurricane had been watching the figure behind Casio all along. That was clearly a top-tier Disaster Spirit Level Dark Creature that seemed to obey Casio’s commands. After the initial probing was over, it was going to be a two-on-two situation.

If he used his hidden card too early, how could he win?

“Beast Wizard!!!” He roared as he fell.

On a distant hillside, Casio’s emotions showed no change. His last strike was indeed fierce, draining more than seventy percent of his Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist Qi. It was equivalent to a desperate strike from a top-tier Fighter who specialized in the Southern Dipper Sonic Serpent Fist, which explained why the Hurricane Wizard was in such a sorry state. However, it couldn’t really be called a killer move. Casio’s true hidden cards were only two moves, one was the ultimate secret skill Beak of the Blood Vulture, and the other was Extreme Power Sonic Fang! Especially the latter, which had already reached the level of an Ultimate Fighter.

Boom!

A giant-like figure stormed through the forest, rudely clearing and breaking the obstructing trees. He punched fiercely at the Sound Python.

Bang!!!

The Sound Python, large as a small hill, fell straight down, its massive body directly breaking a large swath of trees, the forest sea turned into mud ground. The surrounding mud churned like sea waves, creating terrifying cracks. From these cracks, black mud shot up into the sky, like the magma during a volcanic eruption, rising to forty meters before sparsely falling down, forming a shower of mud and shattered stone.

Splash, crackle, and pop.

The sound of stones and mud hitting the ground was scarcely different from the howling of a gale and heavy rain. On a hardened flat ground that had been crushed, the mud suddenly exploded. Two silhouettes were exposed under the sunlight, slightly moving, their skeletons making a grating, teeth-clenching sound. The Hurricane Wizard’s robe had been shredded by the immense force, revealing totem patterns filled with a primitive flavor. He had blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, his expression somewhat ferocious.

With two loud cracks, two totem badges on his chest and back shattered on the spot.

The expression on the Hurricane Wizard’s face quickly turned to one of heartache.

Beside him, a middle-aged muscle-bound man suddenly stretched his arms outward. His whole body made a cracking sound, raising a dozen or so centimeters all at once. It wasn’t because the Beast Wizard had used some burst technique, rather this was his normal state. Just now, when the Sound Python collapsed like a mountain, the terrifying pressure on the Beast Wizard’s entire body had compressed his skeleton, making him shorter by over a dozen centimeters!

The Beast Wizard pulled his arms back, but suddenly, over a dozen wounds split open on his shoulders and upper arms, blood spurting out like fountains. This was because his muscles had ruptured, and his blood vessels had also burst. One could vaguely see his skeleton.

The totems on his body flashed, his body hair grew wildly, and the whole person transformed into a half-human and half-beast figure. In just a moment, the Beast Wizard had become a three-meter-tall Werewolf. The wounds on his arms rapidly contracted under the action of strong healing power, growing new flesh and skin.

“Roar!”

The Beast Wizard roared towards the sky, his ferocious pupils glancing at the approaching Hurricane Wizard, “Hurricane, let’s attack together.”

“His aura has already significantly weakened, this is an opportunity!”

The same intense battle intent congealed in Hurricane’s eyes.

The ground exploded twice, and two silhouettes sprinted forward at extreme speed. It seemed as if there was an air flow pushing them from behind, making them faster and faster!

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a black line split the woodland, forcibly squeezing out a pathway. Casio’s black boots were on a boulder embedded in the mud, slightly exerting force, the hard stone shattered and exploded. Amidst the rising gray dust, a dark silhouette darted like lightning.

In the gale, Casio’s gaze was as bright as a torch, and from nearly a hundred meters away, he could see those two silhouettes. He spread his arms, lightly tapped his foot, and his entire being glided like a sharp bird of prey. His originally cold and detached aura suddenly turned fierce and ferocious. A domineering, fire-like Qi burst forth, replacing the icy aura of the Sound Snake Fist.

Boom! Three figures collided directly, and all the trees within a twenty-meter radius were blown away, the air wave churning like a vortex.

The Hurricane Wizard, wrapped in whirlwinds strong enough to pierce gold and split stones, was blocked by crimson Qi, which spread like feathery wings. The Werewolf form of the Beast Wizard threw a punch, which was met by another arm, equally muscular. In an instant, three forces clashed in arm wrestling.

The Hurricane Wizard’s pupils contracted, as his opponent’s aura had returned to its peak state. This reminded him of a Boxing Master from the Southern Jungle fifty years ago. A prodigious talent, who in his later years achieved major accomplishment in boxing. He created a secret technique called Seven Star Destiny Realm, which corresponded to the Seven Stars in the sky with parts inside the body. Using exotic medicinal herbs and training methods, he induced the growth of seven tumors like Dantian, each corresponding to the name of a star in the sky, with each star representing one Destiny Realm.

Whenever he was severely injured and near death, he would instantly explode one of the tumors, reviving his Qi to more than fifty percent in a flash, allowing his drained body to burst forth with terrifying combat power again.

Theoretically, that Boxing Master had seven chances to recover his combat power. And the current opponent seemed to have a similar ability, with an even more exaggerated effect, recovering to his peak in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Casio brought a soaring sense of threat to the hearts of the two Totem Wizards. Their bodies flickered with totems as they entered full-force state.

Boom, boom, boom…

In the center of the battlefield, three figures collided like tanks, the tremendous sounds and vibrations of their arms and legs hitting each other made the ground tremble as if bombs were exploding in the deep mountains.

Half a kilometer away, on the branches of a giant tree that clearly stood taller than the others, a young man with curly brown hair, delicate features, and a well-proportioned body exhaled a breath. His throat was slightly dry, his complexion a bit pale.

It was Aaron, who was about to be promoted to the fourth Dark Hunt but was ruthlessly displaced by Casio, the fifth Shadow Hunter. He was originally patrolling secretly in the city of Florence, targeting a top-tier Disaster Spirit Level Dark Creature that had injured a Holy Light Hunter named Dillishaw. Unexpectedly, Aaron suddenly spotted a wounded figure running towards the city outskirts and followed, suspecting something odd.

Then, he witnessed a slaughter that could be described as horrifying.

The Sonic Python, wrapped in purple scales, seemed like a colossal beast from ancient times, reaching a size of a hundred meters. It crushed the hurricane, carrying a terrifying aura and weight that ruthlessly crushed the ground.

Such might was nearly comparable to a natural disaster granted by nature.

Seconds ago, Aaron was much closer to the battlefield. He was nearly affected by that terrifying strike as a frantic premonition of death blinked in his mind. He knew that even the slightest inclusion would result in a gruesome fate. No, not just a mess, but a puddle!

As Aaron ran desperately to escape, the mud on the mountain forest ground seemed to roll like waves, lifting him five to six meters into the air.

The mud bursting from the cracks nearly shot him dozens of meters up. No wonder he now hid far away, cautiously climbing to the top of the tree, looking both unsettled and dazed.

“Where did all these freaks come from? If they fought in the heart of Florence, the entire Imperial Capital would be half-destroyed…”

Aaron murmured, the shock in his pupils just receding.

Whoosh!

In mid-air, a black dot rapidly approached, finally brushing past the giant tree’s crown and crashing directly onto the ground, exploding into a pit several meters deep.

The air carried the unpleasant smell of wood charred by high temperatures.

Aaron turned his head with a somewhat stiff expression and found that it was a piece of wood that had been shattered and blown away. He glanced at the other half of the giant tree, the entire crown stripped of branches and leaves, starkly bare compared to the lush side where he was. His eyelid twitched…

Aaron suddenly felt that he was still perhaps too close to the central battlefield. To avoid accidental injury by those monsters, maybe a tactical retreat was in order. Setting a small goal, two kilometers should do it.