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Chapter 894 - 894 462 By the order of Lord Blood Fist (4000)_2

Chapter 894: 462 By the order of Lord Blood Fist! (4000)_2 Chapter 894: 462 By the order of Lord Blood Fist! (4000)_2 Not far away, behind the office desk, the Chief Inspector of the Black Mechanism watched silently. He rubbed the golden ring on his thumb with his left hand, his mouth corners lifting imperceptibly. Interesting, Casio had seen the intelligence on the Lunar Eclipse Meeting and was unconcerned about the meeting itself, instead, he was focusing on the Door Organization. Did this represent that he didn’t take the much more powerful headquarters of the Lunar Eclipse Meeting seriously at all? Did he not care about the possible retaliations and assassinations that could occur?

It seemed that this new director of the clinic had absolute confidence in himself. Every move he made was directed toward the most dangerous organization in the world, the Door. In that case, perhaps he might be a suitable ally in the future.

If the Door Organization really harbored ill intentions towards Florence …

Half an hour later, Casio memorized all the intelligence and left the headquarters building of the Dark Hunt Organization. He took a horse carriage back to the clinic headquarters.

After a brief rest, Casio selected the candidates for this operation.

Yes, just the two commanders, Nine Snakes and Fog Man, were not enough. Because they were not only headed to Alfama Mountains in Shire County, but they were also to directly move to battle in the southeast counties of the Empire. The Lunar Eclipse Meeting, the Door Organization, the top Eerie Night Guests from Black Rain Villa, the dangers of the Eternal Isles, and the possibly intervening remnants of the forces from the Totem Temple in the southern Empire. They had no shortage of enemies…

After some deliberation, Casio quickly decided on the candidates.

He decided to take Vice-Director Otto with him, including Otto’s disciples and several of his elite doctors, while an ascetic would stay behind to guard the headquarters.

In fact, the best candidate to guard the headquarters would undoubtedly be Otto, given his experience in handling many affairs. However, Casio needed to see Otto’s progress in the Shadow Moon Fist Boxing Method to make adjustments and perfect the boxing technique he created.

Thus, two horse carriages left the clinic headquarters.

Casio sat in the front carriage, while Otto and his subordinates were in the one behind. In the first carriage, Casio took out a pair of interlocking bronze rings from his bosom. With a flick of his fingers, a click sounded as the rings parted. He tossed one ring to a shadowy corner of the carriage.

Suddenly, a fair and plump hand reached out and caught it.

The silhouette of the Evil Mother appeared inside the carriage.

She had now shrunk to the size of a normal human female, clad in a large black cloak that covered her unusual arms. Only her gorgeous face was visible, along with a totem faintly discernible on her neck.

“This bronze ring can transmit messages remotely, keep it and hide in the darkness. If needed, I will command you through the ring…”

Casio tucked away the remaining ring and spoke lightly.

As he finished speaking, he opened the carriage curtains. Outside was a somewhat rugged mud path, flanked by lush green woods.

The carriage had left Florence and was heading towards Shire County.

Casio glanced at the dazzling sun high in the sky, his gaze seemingly shifting miles away to Shire County, monitoring the actions of his subordinates.

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Shire County, Ming Mountain City, urban area.

A single house surrounded by a white enclosure wall.

Inside the building, a banquet centered around gourmet food was underway.

A rectangular table with golden fringe edges was placed in the middle of the hall.

Metal goblets, bouquets, fruit baskets, candlesticks, all were present. Arranged around the rectangular table, and at its center was a large metal tray covered with a wide fabric resembling red silk.

The candle flames burned and flickered.

Around the table, four aristocrats, elegant in their demeanor, moved back and forth, making final preparations. They wore slight, proper smiles on their faces, yet they lacked warmth. For these gentlemen’s faces were too pale, as pale as a corpse that had been dead for three or four days, and under the dim lights, their eyes also appeared abnormal. The edges were pure black, while the center was a spot of crimson, bat-like, giving off a chilling look.

“Can we start now, Ludo?” one gentleman suddenly said.

“Andy hasn’t arrived yet, let’s wait for him a bit more,”

responded another older gentleman.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a soft knocking sound echoed from outside.

“Tap, tap, tap…”

“Oh, he’s arrived,” the gentlemen exchanged glances and smiled.

“Tap, tap…” Suddenly, something under the red cloth on the long table began to tremble as if struggling, occasionally outlining the slender limbs of a woman.

“Handle it, I’ll go get the door,” he said.

The elderly gentleman named Ludo shot a glance and made his way to the door, clicking it open. “You almost arrived late,” he said.

Whoosh!!!

Streams of blood-red gale squeezed in from outside the door, scrambling to enter first, forming a vortex at the entrance. Almost in the blink of an eye, the vortex vanished. A skeleton stood still in the hallway, motionless, pale, cold, and deathly quiet.

The gushing blood mist seemed like a scraping knife, or perhaps a tongue full of backthorns. In an instant, it licked Ludo clean of flesh.

Inside and out, skin, muscles, internal organs, nothing was spared.

All were devoured, rolled back into the mouth of a monster chewing outside the door.

“Click, click, click…”

“Creak—” The wooden door was pushed open and a silhouette in a black cloak stood in the doorway.

He had a yin-yang face: one side was the pale human physique, the other utterly wicked with billowing bloody mist. At that moment, the mist was violently churning and bulging, forming whirlpools on the surface. Inside the whirlpools, it seemed as if chunks of flesh or remnants of organs floated by.

“Tsk, I was just having lunch,” he scoffed.

The Fog Man’s horrendously unpleasant voice rang out, his face showing a wicked smile.

“Friend, don’t mind adding one more to the party…”

Boom, boom, boom!

Suddenly, all the windows in the building shattered under the force of an enormous external pressure. Amidst the tinkling sound of breaking glass, torrents of bloody mist surged inside, displacing and overtaking the air.

A few seconds later, all the blood mist converged in one place, forming a huge vortex. Within the vortex, a massive mouth appeared.

With a snap, it swallowed all the Vampires present.

“Empty, empty, empty…”

The entire house trembled, and cracks began to appear on the walls.

Once the vibration stopped, the Fog Man slowly turned around, glanced at the quietly standing, strong and fierce men in the courtyard. With a smile, he waved his hand gently. Instantly, doctors from the clinic dressed in black surged in, rushing into the building from both sides of the Fog Man.

In the hall, the struggle on the rectangular dining table drew to a close.

“Ah!”

An abrupt, piercing scream erupted. The red cloth was suddenly thrown off, revealing a beautiful blond-haired, blue-eyed girl half-seated on the dining plate, her face looking around in terror and bewilderment. She was naked at the moment, her fine figure and fair skin exposed to the air—she was a naked lamb.

“Vampire! Monster! They’re going to eat us, they’re going to eat us…”

The girl’s face was full of fear. Turning her head, she saw next to the dining table stood three skeletons, posed as if struggling in agony. One of the skeletons still had tattered noble clothing on its shoulders, adorned with a white lace flower.

“This… these are the vampires! They… they’re dead!!!”

The girl was stunned for a moment before it dawned on her, first with a mix of shock and fear, then came overwhelming joy. She survived, she was saved!

This emotion lasted for a second, and after a second,

“It’s over.”

The girl turned around, her eyes filled with despair. It was only then that she noticed on the right side of the hall, several muscular men, stout as calves, were searching around. Some of them headed this way, their faces taut with brutal features and their eyes tinted red with savagery.

Out of the wolf’s den and into the tiger’s mouth!

In the hall, a muscular man with face full of totem tattoos eyed the pure white girl, his gaze seemed somewhat eager. In the hall, a muscular man with face full of totem tattoos eyed the pure white girl, his gaze seemed somewhat eager.