Chapter 269 Chaptee 269
269 Chaptee 269
Several figures darted across the darkness.
The faint gleam of the moon covered the climbers of the forest.
The unknown figures wore robes of darkness aiding their concealment and covered their face giving the identity of an assassin.
The assassins moved silently through the dense forest, their figures were like a fleeting shadow amidst the moonlit trees.
Each step was calculated, avoiding branches and leaves that might betray their presence. With keen eyes and honed instincts, they navigated the darkness, alert to any sound or movement that could signal danger. The night was their ally, concealing their movements as they advanced towards their target with lethal precision.
Gliding through the trees, they finally arrived at the end of Blood Peach Forest and saw a huge embankment of steel wires.
There were a total of 20 of them who were sent on a mission.
A man came forward to take the lead.
"Before going, let's check once again." His words carried authority showing that he was the leader of this horde.
"Lucas Bright!"
"Our target is an early 4-Star with an expected combat ability to that of a 5-Star. He already had connections with many higher ups so if we failed we wouldn't get any more chances. Moreover, if the one backing him manages to track us down, everyone here is done for."
As Kisaru's voice stopped, everyone took a deep breath.
What they were afraid of wasn't the boy but rather the boy's backing that was dangerous enough to assign 20 of them a single mission.
"We will wait till midnight, and enter the dorms through the backyard and break open through his window. If we can't do that. We also have wall cutters. We will make a hole, go inside and then just kill him."
"Some of you will be patrolling around and inform us in case of trouble. If worse comes to worse, kill yourself with explosions. Don't leave your body for them to trace us."
Kisaru gave them a set of instructions and a warning.
"Understood!"
"Understood!"
CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!CLAP!
Their voices were interrupted by a clap and as they traced at the source of the sound, they saw a man wearing clothes similar to them, sleeping over a snow-laden branch.
"Who are you?"
They asked in bewilderment and panic as the man had not only bypassed their senses but also stood near them hearing everything.
"I don't know if I should laugh at your foolishness or commend you for your bravery in doing this. Assassins nowadays are worse. Running out like a licking dog as soon as they heard of money overestimating themselves." The man answered.
"Just kill him already. We have other things to do."
Kisaru's voice hadn't even fallen when five darted at the stranger to take a huge leap.
Raising their dagger, they arrived at the sight of the stranger and shot their dagger.
Swish!
However, before their dagger could reach the man who was lying comfortably. A sharp spike entered their gut.
Five spikes of darkness radiating in different directions pierced the men. There was no visible wound on their body, nor there was any blood but an immense pain transversed through their body.
They can feel something crawling inside their gut and making its way deeper tearing through their insides.
"ARGH!"
"ARGH!"
The silence of the night was finally broken by loud groans of muffled pain. Even if their pain tolerance was quite high and were trained to kill themselves, the pain they feel now was many times worse, making their mind go blank.
Like something was clenching their internal organs and pulling them apart brutally distorting their shape.
Kisaur's back shivered and he searched around.
"Wh...Where did he disappear?"
"At the top!"
Kisaru and others raised thin chins and saw the man standing at the top of the tree.
"ARGH!"
Someone screamed in disgust and fear seeing the appearance. Many pairs of tentacles hovered from his back swaying in the air.
He had a body but his face was dark and obscure. It was extremely dark as the darkness itself. And in that darkness, emerged two ominous eerily bloody eyes that gored one's body, and grabbed their hearts in fear.
The moment Kisaru showed those pairs of bloody eyes hiding behind the darkness, he knew they were doomed.
"It's the Formless Assassin Mir. We have no chance!" Kisaru shouted, asking his subordinates to run.
But how can Mir let them go?
Many pairs of tentacles of darkness emerge from his body capturing the assassins who were like a harmless lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"RUN!"
"RUN!"
The tentacles ran around like they had a mind of their own catching their prey and hanging them upwards from a tree.
In just a few seconds, hundreds of dark tentacles grazed past them.
With a step, Mir appeared right before Kisaru giving him a death scare.
"Tell me, how brutally do you want to die?"
"Should I first scrape all the meat from your comes or should I just pull out the tendons and veins .No, let's do this, I will crush your internal organs and rip them from your body slowly and steadily inflicting an excruciating fatal pain that would etch deep inside your soul."
Kisaru legs buckle up upon hearing this.
"Why are you doing this? We have no previous enmity, right?" Kisaru cried out.
For a grown-out assassin like him crying like this was already a big deal.
Mir had a bloodline ability of shadow and had a dark world created by his power. Once he engulfs you inside, even torture is a bliss.
Think about walking in a hall with no end in sight for eons or billions of years. You can't die, you can't live, just walk there like a soulless puppet while your physical body is brutally crunched.
"We might have had no enmity before you decided to attack My Young Lord."
"Young Lord? Are you talking about Lucas Bright? How can that be.."
Kisaru felt a pain around his neck. A tentacle wrapped around the neck with thorny spikes digging into it.
"Don't you dare utter My Lord's name with that filthy mouth of yours." Mir's red eyes glowed more fiercely like a burning flame.
"You are a lucky son of a bitch 'cause it's me who came after you instead of his Madam. Do you know the mother of the child you are targeting?"
Kisaru suddenly felt a bad foreboding. It was akin to an invisible hand of fate squeezing him warning him about a misfortune.
The other assassins who had their last bit of sanity intact lost it when they saw many red eyes suddenly appear over the tentacles
A dark humanoid visage with eyes all around reflected in their vision. The world seemed to be swallowed by darkness and those red eyes seemed to be the only source of eerie smiles.
"She is the Calamity. She is the destruction. She is death."
"She is Vanessa Daemon."
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