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??Chapter 909: 470 Devil’s Book Wilted (4600)

Chapter 909: 470 Devil’s Book Wilted (4600)

The teorite, entangled in flas and high temperatures, finally burst at this mont.

With a loud boom, centered around the shattered teorite, a thick white ring-shaped shock wave rapidly advanced at high altitudes, sweeping up a large amount of air.

Near the manor, whether standing or sitting, everyone felt a gale coming towards them, nearly making it impossible to open their eyes. Along with the gale, there was also a pressure descending from the sky. It felt like their shoulders and necks were sunk, and so of the injured even knelt down directly under the pressure.

Whoosh! The gale swept swiftly across the ground, causing the sea of trees to sway and shake.

As everyone looked up, they saw that the huge teor fireball had disappeared, leaving only tiny fiery teors like a rain of stones shooting towards the ground, drawing red lines across the sky.

The scene of the teorite exploding like fireworks ca into the Fog Man’s view.

He reached out and took off his black hood, revealing a sowhat dazed yin-yang face. In a trance, the Fog Man seed to hear sothing beside his ear. It wasn’t the booming sound of the fire rain falling from the sky, nor was it the heavy breathing and exclamations of the people around him. Instead, it was mixed in between these sounds, like the empty noise of a high-speed train traveling through space! No, not a train, but a python, a Sonic Snake coiling through the gaps in the sound!

In the chaotic void, with every distance the Sonic Snake advanced, each inch of its scales underwent explosions and vibrations. It transford into a snake-shaped sonic disaster, bringing destruction and death wherever it passed. The Fog Man was dumbfounded by the images he perceived, his eyes vacant yet filled with awe.

“This is boxing, this is Secret Martial Art! This is the headmaster’s Secret Martial Art Boxing! A teor falling from the sky was shattered into pieces…”

The Fog Man muttered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming frenzied: “To contend against natural disasters with a human body, the headmaster did it! This is the absolute power mastered by the headmaster. So powerful, so wonderful!”

He spread his arms towards the sky, his face suddenly showing a sort of pathological excitent similar to that of a devout believer: “This is the real power that towers above the mundane! I thought I had glimpsed the headmaster’s realm in the battle of the Lunar Eclipse eting, but it turns out that what was revealed then was just the tip of the iceberg! Haha, I’m so foolish! How could I use the perspective I apply to ordinary fighters to gauge the headmaster’s mighty power…”

The Fog Man kept talking to himself, clearly a bit delirious again. However, in such a scene, no one at the clinic paid him any mind. Nine Snakes were also looking at the sky, contemplative. Otto, who had already cultivated the Shadow Moon Fist, looked even more reflective, still reminiscing about what Casio had said before: the teor was coming for him. Could it be that the headmaster was now so powerful that the heaven and earth could not tolerate him, and the world wanted to destroy him?

However, looking at the current situation, it seed that even the heavens were helpless. Send down a teor? It still got blown up by Iron Fist.

Soon, everyone at the clinic sought cover and hid. As a shower of teor fire rained from the sky, the pieces of rock wrapped in fire fell to the ground, blasting deep pits.

The larger ones were over a person tall, and the smaller ones were only the size of a fist. But even reduced to fragnts, they still had formidable power, comparable to shell blasts.

In an instant, the area around the manor was pitted and uneven, and the verdant sea of trees had even caught fire. The surface was littered with areas of destruction caused by the teorite impacts, resembling plaster patches. The mountain forest was full of blasting noises.

Near the villa, the originally slack Anthony and the blond girl were terrified. They moved to the only remaining piece of the enclosure wall left, watching the surroundings as the fiery stones fell like rain, blocking their view, and the ground vibrated continuously.

Fortunately, the spot where they were located did not have many teors falling, possibly because it was close to the villa. The space above the villa was the center where Casio and the teor collided, and after the teor shattered, it splashed and fell in all directions, whereas right underneath it had fewer. However, the other half of the manor building, which was still intact, was destroyed by the teor shower.

In just a few seconds, a large area of the mountain forest was destroyed, either by trees being smashed in swathes or by bursting into surging flas. Anthony and the blond girl looked at each other silently.

Just now, Anthony and the blond girl had been thrilled and excited by the collision of powerful moves, forming a steam skull that increased their power by at least tenfold. After all, the explosion’s furious steam had directly destroyed half the villa. Now, just so of the smallest aftershocks of the teorite shattering destroyed the other half of the villa. The more powerful aftershocks even destroyed a large area of the forest.

Not to ntion the intact teors that fell!

If one fell wholly intact, it probably would trigger a mountain collapse-like disturbance, the Earth Dragon turning over, annihilating everything. And such a teor, containing terrifying energy, was struck and shattered in mid-air by soone!

That cold man in a black trench coat!

The disparity was even beyond the interest of making a comparison.

So, what kind of den of dragons and tigers had they stumbled into while fighting? They hadn’t determined a winner with their mortal enemy, but instead, they were suppressed by a completely unrelated passerby and witnessed a teor shower.

What rotten luck!

Anthony silently made up his mind. If he could survive this ti, the next ti he fought all-out with soone, even if it was a fight to the death, he would pay close attention to the path and surroundings. He didn’t want to be killed by a casual blow from a passerby without settling the score with his mortal enemy.

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