Chapter 620 - World's Greatest Pervert! (2)

The Golem Sect disciple procession walked unimpeded toward the Baptism Chapel. Their Golem Seeds and Golem Sentiments served as their identification.

Two minutes later, the Golem Sect team stopped near the Baptism Chapel. Simone stepped forward and respectfully called out to the distant crimson figure. "Master, all the world's top factions have been suppressed by your strength. Their movements are restricted. Shall we go over and slaughter them one by one..."

That was his thought, and the thought of all Golem Sect members. Cassius seemed to have more important business like the second Black Rain Manor in the sky. Perhaps they could save their master some effort in lesser matters. Or at least, they could show they had some use and weren't mere mascots.

Cassius, shrouded in crimson light, slowly looked down to glance at Simone and understood everything.

"Simone, you killed Eye Devil? Congratulations." He continued icily, "To kill Eye Devil Carlos one-on-one, though you borrowed my power, shows you are promising material. Remember, when we return, don't spend all day with those muscleheads whose brains have been dulled by training. I will assess your cultivation progress from time to time..."

Cassius's gaze swept across the streets where the various factions were staggering closer. "Simone, guess why these forces keep trudging toward us despite struggling so badly in my Qi field. Is it stubbornness? Overestimating themselves? Or no way out? Actually none of those—they're very cunning..."

He had just finished when the Black Rain Manor's main body in the sky began a second violent struggle. Towering walls, sharp stone towers, and hard floor tiles all erupted with gray steam. The entire manor twisted, spewing billows of black smoke that stretched in every direction.

Fuzzy, overlapping ghost faces surfaced on buildings and walls, mouths agape, emitting hellish screams of pain. The manor began to expand rapidly in an instant. Not only did every structure grow proportionally, but countless streets and houses also emerged. They formed new zones for Black Rain Manor. In the blink of an eye, the manor swelled to twice its original size.

Booms

rang out like thunder inside the giant cloud hand, as though tens of thousands of missiles had detonated. Two terrifying forces collided, echoing across the sky of the Rainy World.

Cassius's Dominator Fist Qi burst forth again in fury at the manor's resistance. The giant hand in the sky became more solid and defined, just like a real hand. The energy circulated and converged, squeezing inward. One expanded while the other compressed; it was naturally a terrifying contest of attrition.

Cassius's Dominator Fist Qi was like a raging river, surging into the sky to fill that gigantic bottomless abyss. Naturally, his own aura diminished, and the Qi field he emitted weakened. At that moment, Simone recalled Cassius's words. He abruptly turned to look at the surrounding top factions.

𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Swish!

Shadow Crane, who had been moving slowly, suddenly looked up and thrust a black-obsidian dagger into his own heart without hesitation. The blade sank in with a

squelch

, yet no blood spurted out. His eyes turned pitch-black as terrifying power bled crazily from every pore.

Thump, thump, thump...

His heart beat ten times faster than normal as his whole torso was quickly stained black. Shadow Crane closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his demeanor was completely different.

He now had cruel, indifferent eyes. This was no longer the First General King, Shadow Crane. It was the Gate Organization's current deputy leader, Holy Fist Evil Heart!

Whoosh!

A black afterimage dashed madly toward the Baptism Chapel. At the same time, at the edge of Black Rain Manor's projection, the two Gate Organization deputy leaders who had been revived finally arrived and sprinted toward the chapel without hesitation.

On the western road, the high-ranking Blood Race members suddenly exploded, turning into a mass of crimson blood mist. The blood mist swirled to form a pitch-black vortex, and a giant bat face emerged from it.

It was the Blood of Immortality, Yumila's blood! It sought to enter the surface world and regain its body as an Ultimate Dark Form. That required the calamity that Black Rain Manor had accumulated over millennia.

Boom!

A massive blood-mist shadow shot forth like a cannonball.

On the southern road, the third Moon God statue, prepared as a trump card, finally arrived, and a mutation happened instantly. The lunar disks held by the three statues floated and collided, then fused bizarrely before the shocked eyes of the Eclipse members, forming a true moon sphere. The three statues interlocked, becoming a being dozens of meters tall with twelve slender arms.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The twelve-armed Moon God statue charged forward together with its glowing moon sphere.

The only faction without a trump card or transformation was the Totem Temple. They still knelt miserably, faces twisted in pain. The Totem Shamans had lost contact with the Totem King decades ago. Thus, they had no extra means at this critical moment. They had abruptly become the most useless and least noticeable among the four forces.

At the Baptism Chapel, Simone watched with wide eyes, clenching his fists as he stepped forward. He would not let anyone disturb the master's plan.

But as he began to move, a figure wreathed in white steam blocked his path with a graceful and composed posture.

"Simone, have you heard of the iron-billed white-winged waterbird? It is a species in the far south of the Hongli Federation, now extremely rare. Because of its flawless white feathers, the graceful arc of its flight, its reflective beak, and its clear chirp, locals call it the sacred bird. Sometimes, even the holy bird... A mere Waterbird, yet given the name 'holy.' Truly fitting, isn't it..."