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Chapter 536: 295 You just lead the way (4000)_2

Although Casio’s voice was soft, Osi still heard him. He furrowed his brows, feeling slightly uncomfortable in his heart, but continued to speak: “Gentlen, I know that the strength you possess is quite formidable. But the direct bloodline of the Alfama Mountains is not to be trifled with, and their numbers are vast. Three years ago, they completed the Longevity Blood Ceremony, causing the number of their powerful clan mbers to skyrocket. Plus, it’s suspected that so of the old monsters of the Alfama direct bloodline are slumbering away, and these old beings are all of monster tier …”

“I know.” Casio suddenly interrupted Osi.

He glanced at the hunters, including Ice Blade who had just walked over to the sofa, and said: “Just say it straight, what is your purpose? There’s no need to beat around the bush, it’s a waste of ti.”

Osi hesitated for a mont, then finally said: “Actually, I just wanted to confirm your strength. I don’t have any conditions or goals in mind. In fact, we not only know the location of the relics of the Longevity Blood but also the specific location of the Alfama’s direct bloodline’s lair. We’re just worried that you three wouldn’t be able to handle …”

Well now, Casio’s eyes lit up imdiately.

He watched as Osi babbled a load of nonsense, thinking that he was going to back out or set so condition. Turns out they remained steadfast in their original intention of being guides, and outing the location of their bloodline’s lair.

Persistence and integrity in guiding, no doubt about that.

Casio snapped his fingers, a smile appearing on his face: “You should have said that earlier, just lead the way, we will do the killing …”

At 9 o’clock in the evening, everyone imdiately sprang into action. The rcury hunters, each draped in a trench coat, disappeared into the darkness, scattering in every direction. Like a surge of tidal waves rolling in the dark, they headed towards the Alfama Mountains. During their assault, Ice Blade and Osi were communicating.

“Are they really up to it? Every direct bloodline that has the Gift of Blood is hard to deal with, they are the most adept at physical combat. Not to ntion the powerful blood clan elders, and even those slumbering high-rank direct bloodlines… if they awaken…”

“And there are only three of them, perhaps each one of them is not considered weak. But three against a whole clan, even with our assistance, I’m afraid they’ll be drowned in a sea of blood clan mbers…”

The cold female voice echoed softly in the dark forest.

“That’s okay, those slumbering Blood Clan elders won’t wake easily. From what I’ve observed, the strength of these three could perhaps rival the direct bloodline elders, and that is enough. We never expected outsiders to eradicate the Alfama’s direct bloodline completely, it is just that, now happens to be an opportunity to weaken the middle and lower ranks.”

Osi’s reply was calm and composed. He made the most rational analysis, not imagining that things would turn out crazier than they seed.

Bang!

A cloud of blood mist exploded in front of Casio’s body. He stepped forward without expression. His boots stepped over a headless corpse that had collapsed in front of him. Its limbs were slightly twitching, the nerves not yet dead.

After a few steps, he suddenly lunged forward.

Casio’s outstretched hands, like those of a baleen whale, brutally bit into a hideous bat’s skull and twisted it lightly!

Cackling… His head, along with the spine, were plucked out together, splashing blood like a fountain.

Looking to his sides, a silhouette draped in a red gauze-like garnt was gliding through the woods, leisurely strolling around. His downcast hands were emitting a transparent red light, pulling out streaks of tail fla-like light in the darkness. Inside the dense forest, mbers of the Alfama’s direct bloodline, with their Gift of Blood activated, kept charging, only to let out screams.

As Feng Liusi was stepping, his hands danced, like a conductor of a symphony. His fingertips cut through the air, also cutting through the sturdy bodies of these Blood Clan mbers. The concentrated Deathfang Power was as formidable as a physical object. Once touched or grazed, the Blood Clan mber was dood. Occasionally, nearby trees were accidentally affected.

The result was that occasionally trees would rumble and fall to the sides.

The montum was overwhelming, like a bulldozer moving forward.

Next to Feng Liusi was Sheng Feinan, who was currently familiarizing himself with his Spiral Eye Execution. The cross-shaped longsword in his hands reached an astonishing length of 1.8 ters at the second stage. The black outline of the fla-like ripple coiled and rolled on both sides of the blade.

With a light swing, a direct bloodline that pounced was instantly cut in half at the waist by Sheng Feinan. Blood and intestines spilled everywhere, dying in a grueso state. He then spun around and, with another swing of his sword, cleaved a bat monster that flew down from the tree, slashing it from the crotch all the way up to the skull. It was directly cut into two halves, each side splitting apart.

A mission that seed solemn and tense in the eyes of the rcury hunters suddenly turned into an elegant aristocratic fox hunt.

…

“Is that… a Blood Clan elite?”

“Doesn’t look like it, more likely so sort of underling…”

The two hunters erging from the dark forest saw the scene in the clearing. A monster, half-man, half-bat, roared to the heavens, radiating brutish animosity. Its face was ugly, its tusks grotesquely protruding, its robust body covered with a layer of dark red mane.

It charged madly at the golden-haired figure in the middle of the clearing, but was kicked off, flying more than ten ters away, with nearly half its body obliterated. Flesh bubbled and rolled, revealing gleaming white bones.

The next second, the bat monster was grabbed by a hand and lifted up with brute force, twirling around like a windfire wheel.

Thud thud thud thud thud…

The body was swung around in a large circle in the air before it was ruthlessly slamd into the ground, half its body sinking into the mud. The next second, it was lifted again, whistling as it crashed into another spot. A boulder half the size of a man was shattered, blood and stone dust sprayed in all directions.

With a flash of red light in his eyes, an aura of brutality swept across Casio’s face. The monster was violently thrown, its shin snapped clean off. Its broken body was flung in an arc, closely followed by a knee bone piercing through its chest, nailing it to a tree.

There was a resounding thump.

Three ters away, Ice Blade and Osi felt their hearts tremble, as if the blow had landed on their own bodies. They exchanged glances.

In each other’s eyes, they saw shock and fear.

Because the one who was just brutally beaten was not so underling, and not even a Blood Clan elite, but an Elder of the direct Blood Clan lineage. Just half a minute ago, he appeared mysteriously in a black robe, positioning himself in front of the rampaging Mr. Casio, his deanor cool and haughty.

Half his face concealed in shadow, he radiated a formidable aura. He started by announcing his intention to kill Mr. Casio, even talking about torturing him.

Then… there was nothing.

He was batted around like a leather ball, kicked to and fro. Finally, as if for fun, Mr. Casio put an end to his life.

“Are we there yet?”

A golden-haired figure suddenly erged from the shadows behind them.

Single-eyed and burly, Osi was almost scared to death. One second the man was fifty or sixty ters away in the open, blink an eye and he’s right behind you. That speed, the thought of it killing soone…

He inhaled deeply with difficulty: “Almost, the stronger Alpha’s direct Blood Clan’s obstruction, the closer we are to the location of the Longevity Blood Sacrifice. The nest of these Alfama Blood Clan is also nearby, it’s a dark cave with its inner wall hollowed out…”

“A cave?”

Casio slightly raised an eyebrow, as if rembering sothing. He received the False Death Elixir in a cave in the Alfama Mountains at dusk, vaguely sensing danger, seemingly another entrance to the Akaba Ruins. He didn’t expect the Blood Clan’s nest would be there.

“Lead the way, let’s head to the Sacrifice spot first.”

Casio’s hands instantly grabbed their shoulders, his figure disappearing on the spot. Like an obscurely refracted shadow under the moonlight, he raced at a speed far beyond one’s imagination.

From two other directions.

Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan also noticed that Casio started to accelerate, and they decided to eradicate the Blood Clan surrounding them.

Pushing off with their feet, they shot forward like teors, breaking through the obstruction of the direct Blood Clan, heading in the direction where Casio had left.

Looking down from the sea of trees.

Three figures can be seen as straight as arrows, pointing in the direction of Akaba Ruins where a large number of Alpha’s direct Blood Clan were gathered.