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Chapter 920 - 920 474 I want them all (4500)

Chapter 920: 474 I want them all! (4500) Chapter 920: 474 I want them all! (4500) Was this a profound intention of Casio, or merely a twisted sense of humor…

In fact, it no longer mattered. What mattered was that Fog Man had done some reading comprehension, and had accidentally found the right path.

Indeed, a crazed will was never a long-term plan. Madness and thirst for blood were merely styles of methods during the process of achieving goals.

Not the goal itself.

If the ultimate pursuit were the aforementioned, it would only lead to complete self-destruction. The new clinic was transformed by Casio from prisoners afflicted with dark biological transformation in the lair of the Wild Beast.

Due to the influence of beastification, they were already inclined to vent negative emotions. If they couldn’t find their own balance, they would only sink deeper into it, leading to their own destruction.

The simple mind of Fog Man actually didn’t think too much. He just purely believed that the teaching from the Dean had a profound meaning.

In short, just listening to the words of the Dean was correct.

Fog Man remained in a weakened state, staying in place for a few minutes.

After catching his breath, he then flew towards the distant main force.

Twenty minutes later, two kilometers northwest of the Rusa waterfall.

This was a canyon, filled with dense green forests and shrubbery, teeming with insects. At a glance, the view was completely obscured by broad-leaved branches.

However, at this moment, several pathways had been forcibly cleared through the dense bushes. Branches were snapped off, and trees obstructing the path had been felled and tossed aside, forming three to four straight passages.

At this moment, at the intersection of the canyon, the lighting was bright.

Elder Wind Knife was carefully leading a pair of young blue-eyed hunters over. They had just completed their duty, setting up road signs at every complex path intersection and marking them.

After everything was done, the blue-eyed hunters headed to the final battlefield between the Blood Clan and the clinic, which was the location of the Blood Race’s lair. During the journey, everyone was excited, especially the gaunt Elder Wind Knife, who held a large knife. His eyes were red, and his breathing was heavy.

There was a time when, as a Mercury hunter, he could only struggle against the Blood Clan along the counties on the route of the Alfama Mountains. And that was just a part of the forces of a branch of the Blood Clan, already so suffocating the Mercury hunters could hardly breathe.

Like mice scurrying across the street, even afraid to appear openly. To oppose a force derived from Alpha’s direct bloodline in the Count’s Manor of Alfama, they had to endure humiliation and plan for over fifty years. How difficult it was, the immense pressure was suffocating.

However, Elder Wind Knife could never have imagined that one day they would be able to invade deep into the heart of the Alfama Mountains! Having already eliminated the second largest gathering place of the direct bloodline, they were planning to destroy the lair of the direct bloodline!

That was something unthinkable for generations, even over a dozen generations, of the Mercury hunters! Yet, today, it was happening right before their eyes.

How could this not excite Elder Wind Knife? His blood was boiling uncontrollably!

So much so that when he was using the hammer to cement the road signs a moment ago, he was full of energy. Swinging it forcefully, not at all like a seventy-year-old man.

Indeed, this time the main force attacking Alfama’s direct bloodline was the clinic; they were the ones at the forefront fighting and slaughtering. But, the Mercury hunters also contributed, didn’t they? Providing intelligence, guiding, and marking the routes. Providing optimal support as logistics personnel, they also felt significantly involved!

Round it up a bit, wouldn’t it just be the Dark Hunt Organization’s clinic and the Mercury hunter clan joining hands, united in defeating Alfama’s direct bloodline!

“Although our clan can’t beat you damn Blood Clan, I can guide my big brother to beat you all into a pulp!”

Seeing the imperious direct Blood Clan of Alfama suffer heavy losses, bones piled up, Elder Wind Knife felt exhilarated and refreshed. He felt a release of the suffocation that had accumulated in his chest for over seventy years, revitalized in spirit.

He now led the unoccupied Mercury hunters straight toward the final lair of the direct Blood Clan, ready to exert their last bit of strength.

Tap tap tap…

At the entrance of the canyon, Elder Wind Knife and his group stopped their steps.

Instead of the sounds of fighting and killing in their ears, it was eerily quiet. Only the air brushing past the tree layers brought the rustling noise like falling rain. Elder Wind Knife gripped his large knife and directly led the way forward.

Choosing one of the forged paths, he ran towards the depths.

Soon, the Mercury hunters discovered on both sides of the road, amidst the thorny bushes, Corpse after Corpse of the Blood Clan fallen, their manner of death miserable. Some were beheaded, some were torn in half, and others were hammered into flesh mud.

Since Dark creatures have immortality, thoroughly killing the opponent meant that the final corpses would exhibit extensive damage and destruction.

“Have they all been killed off?”

“There are nearly a hundred corpses on this road…”

The many young hunters felt emotional, exchanging glances.

The leading Wind Knife pinched the handle of his knife, his peripheral vision suddenly catching sight of a familiar Blood Clan face. That was indeed one of the often-seen elders of the direct Blood Clan, powerful and violent in nature, often leading his men on nocturnal hunts. Now, however, the opponent was dead, his death most gruesome. It was as if a wild beast had bitten him, tearing him apart piece by piece.

That contorted, ugly face had eyes wide open, filled with unwillingness and despair. Wind Knife directly kicked it, flattening the face that had lost the protection of Blood Clan energy, bursting the eyes.