In the depths of his heart, it was as if a voice softly murmured.
"Meet again... Blood Vulture..."
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No unnecessary affectation, no cheesy encouragement or expectations. Warriors understand each other, often through a mere gesture or a glance. As with past encounters, Casio had always favored the style of Blood Vulture Dominant Fist; their approaches naturally aligned.
World of Calamities, Jet-black Mountains and Rivers.
Here, it is as if transformed into a vast plain of dust. Where dense black peaks once stood, now utterly collapsed into boulders that whipped across every corner of the Earth like Gale and Heavy rain under the execution of Annihilation from the Dead Silent Book, one-sixth of the area crumbled.
At a glance, one saw an endless, barren desert and plain.
