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Chapter 711: 375 Bountiful Harvest (4200)_1

“This is a good opportunity!”

The Ghost Man imdiately thought of his mission target. Ash City Lord was being distracted by this powerful hunter. Consequently, his focus on the core area would naturally drop. In the chaos, he could fish in troubled waters.

With that thought, the Ghost Man imdiately took action.

He quietly retreated, gradually disappearing among the buildings.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

On the main road, stone fragnts exploded, and dust was flying. Gusts of strong wind swept the ground clean of debris. A huge vortex appeared intermittently in the pale-yellow fog, accompanied by the thunderous noise reminiscent of tanks.

Casio raised his fist, with a heavy thud, he sent the shadow of the dark energy, which had just rushed forward, flying again. He no longer had the Weapon, the Poisonous Smoke Giant. After hundreds of clashes, even the giant’s sturdy flesh could not withstand it and broke into several sections, being casually thrown away.

Swoosh!

A silhouette cut a black line in the air, hundreds of ters long, aggressively pushing forward. The dark energy on the Ash City Lord flared up like a fla.

Bam!

A side kick from Casio sent it flying backward again, like a shell.

A four-story grayish-white building on the left collapsed with a thunderous noise, bricks and rubble poured down like a mudslide. But, amidst the rubble, thick black smoke still lingered. The ruins burst open, and Ash City Lord stood up again, turning himself into a shadowy figure completely engulfed in flas.

It was clearly a full-scale, ultimate battle state.

An explosive aura of terror swept the ground clean of the dust.

Casio narrowed his eyes slightly. Was it due to the seriousness of facing a formidable enemy? Not entirely, he was just fishing. If anyone paid attention, they would’ve noticed that Casio never moved from his spot.

He stood his ground, waited for Ash City Lord to charge at him, and then repelled him.

He didn’t use his overwhelming power, nor did he display his Southern Dipper Boxing thod, which has a strong killing effect on dark creatures. Because, simply killing a Hazard Spirit-level division of Ash City Lord wouldn’t be very profitable.

The divisions of Ash City Lord share a sense of each other. Once it recognizes that Casio is much stronger, it will definitely hide. In this case, Casio could only hunt down a Hazard Spirit-level division. On the contrary, if he demonstrated a power level that was just slightly stronger than the Ash City Lord’s division, the other divisions of Ash City Lord were likely to gather and try to gang up on Casio.

This way, the Defense Array for Shelter Tower, and even the initial activation of the Resurrection Altar, which requires spirit blood, could be solved in one fell swoop.

Casio wouldn’t have to go through the hassle of gathering lesser warriors.

Swoosh!

In mid-air, a black teor flies past, falling with extre speed. It was an ergency division of Ash City Lord from other areas of the Ash City.

Imdiately, two Ash City Lords locked onto Casio simultaneously, emitting excited roars. Thick black smoke billowed, carrying a slow-burning fire poison, eroding a large area around them, burning everything to ashes.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ripples that could be seen with the naked eye spread in the air. That was the airwave caused by the battle among three figures, the illusion created by the rapid push of air.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two Ash City Lords were thrown back, directly collapsing two buildings.

They were still in a disadvantageous position, but it seems to have been slightly different. At least, they were no longer like in the beginning when they faced Casio and were sent flying hundreds of ters away with a single punch, kicked like a leather ball.

Roar!

The horrible roar went straight to the sky.

It was the Ash City Lord urging the other divisions to hurry.

One minute later.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Four figures flashed and quickly separated on the main road.

Three Ash City Lords retreated in unison, their smoke bodies leaving a dragging trace that’s over a dozen ters long on the ground. The debris and mud were burned red hot.

Two minutes later.

Five figures collided at high speed, causing a large section of the surrounding ruins to collapse.

Bam!

After a loud noise, four Ash City Lords retreated in the dark mist. The ground left behind was so red with footprints that they seed to want to rge into one and flee the battlefield.

Three minutes later.

Casio was under siege by five smoke-like figures, and was starting to struggle. His defense was barely holding up against the attacks that were coming from all directions like a flood. The main road had cracked everywhere, and more than half of the block had been completely destroyed.

Five minutes later.

In a fight against six opponents, Casio displayed so signs of fatigue. Several wounds could be seen on his body, with a dark burning color, that was the Ash Fire Poison.

The phantom-like black fist prints blocked the attacks from all around.

“It’s about enough…”

The always expressionless Casio had a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and blood-red steam rushed out, like a volcanic eruption, instantly engulfing everything around him.

Within a hundred-ter radius, it seed to have turned into a scarlet hell.

The ground, stones, bricks, high walls, ruins seed to be enveloped by an unknown power and began to decompose quickly. The grey, black, white fragnts evaporated into smoke and flew up into the sky.

The Ash City Lord then realized sothing was wrong. Casio, who was initially at a disadvantage under their siege, was emanating an aura that was several tis stronger.

The rich, blood-dripping killing intent weighed like a mountain.

Lava-like cracks suddenly appeared on the chests of the six Ash City Lords. The dark smoke billowed as they tried to rge and flee the battlefield.

“Thinking about running now? Too late!”

Hiss!!!

Casio didn’t make a move lightly, but once he did, it was the final secret skill of the South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, the Blood Vulture Beak. The terrifying bird’s beak rushed out of the bloody vortex!