Chapter 242 Tyson's Power

"Casting? Do you mean casting weapons?" Kristen and Tyson hardly believed what they had heard.

Despite their disbelief, they soon realized what a good idea it was.

"Yes! We almost forgot that you know how to use the runic power for casting! You're already at the first grade of Bone Reinforcement, so you should be able to cast a weapon at the intermediate Mortal Level!" Tyson said excitedly, patting his forehead.

'Runic power... I remember that Ricky is also a casting master. I've heard that his Pounding Skill is superb. Lots of casting masters at the Demi-spirit Level are so jealous of him! Even though his enemies are all around the Realm of Wilderness, he seems to not be afraid of them at all! Could Russell really be...' Kristen thought to herself as her eyes were shining in interest.

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Giving Tyson a glance, Ricky took out the jade tablet from his storage bag. It could prove to them that he was a casting master at the intermediate Mortal Level.

"Oh my god! You are indeed a casting master at the intermediate Mortal Level!" Tyson was surprised to see Ricky's jade identity card. "Our Manor Gang is going to be a very powerful group with your casting skills! Wow! It's at the intermediate Mortal Level!" he continued.

"A majority of the warriors in the Lower Region are at the advanced stage of Blood Purification and inferior stages of Bone Reinforcement. Most of the weapons they use belong to the intermediate Mortal Level. In the Chaotic Region, the fighting never stops. Weapons in the intermediate stage of the Mortal Level are the most needed kind!" he added after a short while.

"Tyson, you're right. That was what I was thinking too!" Ricky agreed, "First, we start our own gang, and then we can develop a casting business! I can see that we are going to be the biggest gang in the Lower Region."

"With that, we can try to make our way to the Middle Region. Gradually, we might find a way to have a huge success. Maybe we can even make it to the Upper Region!" Ricky continued.

"Russell, have you helped someone establish a casting organization before? If not, do you have any experience in handling a clan's business?" Tyson asked Ricky after hearing him out.

"Hahaha... I've learned how to handle a clan's business before! That's what I am doing here now!" Ricky said with a smile.

"Just as I expected," Tyson replied.

"Okay then, let's do this. We should try to get everything in order here in the next two days. Then, we can start our casting business. We can only rely on you for casting the weapons though,"

trong warrior at the fifth grade of Bone Reinforcement! The Panther Gang has so many strong warriors!" one of the onlookers sighed. All the onlookers felt the warrior's momentum at once as he stepped forward. They were so jealous of someone like that who was at such a high grade.

"You're killing your follower by sending him after us!" Tyson sneered. He got his iron fists ready while he spoke.

With all his might, he raised up his fists and attempted to block the attack with his own punch.

Bang! Bang! After three powerful collisions, the warrior at the fifth grade of Bone Reinforcement from the Panther Gang fell to the ground with a pale face.

Tyson had killed someone a grade higher than him with just three punches and he didn't even break a sweat.

There was silence as the whole world went deathly still.

Everyone present was stunned to see the result of the short scuffle, including Thaddeus Shen. Even though his follower wasn't able to defeat Tyson, Thaddeus never thought that Tyson would kill him so easily.

The reality of the situation had given him a hard punch to the gut.

Maybe it was because he had been a deputy leader for such a long time that he almost forgot that a talented warrior like Tyson might be able to challenge people that were his superiors in power.

"What a chump!" Tyson sneered. He shook his fists cockily.

Then he turned to Thaddeus Shen and said faintly, "Shouldn't you battle us yourself? Even if you send more followers, they will all be killed by us. Oh, and I'm sorry; even if you battle us yourself, you will be killed by us as well."

"You fool! I'm going to kill you!" Thaddeus shouted. Gathering all his strength, he ran towards Tyson.