Chapter 1462: Chapter 156 Trapped in Desperation_2
Ah Dai carefully scoured the hall, searching for anyone who might be the Master. After a long while, he found no clues. Just then, the doors to the hall opened, and a tall figure dressed in pitch-black robes stepped inside. His entire body was shrouded in the black robe, not even revealing his head. The hood pressed low over his face, obscuring any glimpse of his exposed eyes. Although this person exuded no overtly dangerous aura, Ah Dai could unmistakably sense that he was deliberately concealing his power. Blinded by hatred, Ah Dai recklessly concluded that this man must be the Master of the Assassin’s Guild. Now that everyone had gathered, Ah Dai sensed that this was the perfect moment to act. He inhaled deeply, channeling his True Qi to its peak state, then suddenly shattered through the window, lunging directly at the Vice President in the hall. His hatred for the Vice President was second only to the Master. To ensure his strike succeeded, he chose to target the weaker, one-armed Vice President. "Hades Slash—Decisive—Strike!"
An eerie blue light instantly filled the hall, and with the Sword of Hades’ emergence, a surging tide of Evil Aura rushed forth. The grim killing intent caused everyone in the hall to shiver involuntarily. Even the lights in the hall dimmed slightly, as though suppressed by the sinister presence. Though the Vice President possessed deep martial arts mastery, even he couldn’t fully evade in this critical moment. He leaped backward, throwing the concubine in his arms toward Ah Dai like a human shield. However, the Ah Dai of today had already transcended the "Hades" of the past. The same Nether Slash, in Ah Dai’s hands, unleashed a power that surpassed the original "Hades" by at least double. Without even letting out a scream, the Vice President and the concubine were both annihilated under the Sword of Hades’ ultimate malicious force. Its immense power extended further, instantly consuming another high-ranking assassin of Slayer-tier. All three were reduced to ash amidst the Sword’s boundless Evil Aura, ending their corrupt lives.
Just as Ah Dai was about to continue his attack, the dizzying sensation he had felt earlier outside the building struck again. Coupled with the Evil Aura from the Nether Slash, it began to cloud Ah Dai’s mind. The flow of his Life True Qi faltered for an instant, and his body dropped to the ground. Even so, he managed to materialize a faint purple Life Transformation Sword, spinning it around his body as he swung it at the surrounding assassins. What happened next was wholly unexpected. Not only did the high-ranking assassins react swiftly to evade the strike, flying backward, but even the concubines in their arms gracefully leapt to the side. Each of them revealed a poisoned blade with dark gleaming light in hand. Ah Dai’s lightning-quick sword strike had failed to injure a single soul.
Breathing heavily, Ah Dai hastily circulated the Golden Body stored in his Dantian to dispel both the dizziness and the residual Evil Aura from the Sword of Hades.
"Clap, clap, clap." The sound of slow applause echoed across the hall. The bloated Duke rose from his seat, his expression filled with no shock at Ah Dai’s sudden appearance but instead brimming with amusement. "Well done. As expected of the disciple of ’Hades.’ In just one move, you wiped out three of my elites. Truly impressive! No wonder those fools couldn’t withstand your ambush."
Ah Dai’s heart sank. This Duke seemed to have foreseen his arrival. How? He had been careful enough in his actions. How had he been discovered? Coldly, he replied, "That’s right, I am the disciple of ’Hades’ and the Grim Reaper claiming your lives. None of you scum will leave this place alive today."
The Duke burst into a peal of raucous laughter, his voice carrying no trace of energy. Initially, Ah Dai had planned to resume his attack, but he found himself stopping as he listened. The laughter was layered with something profound—an extraordinary sense of triumph and smugness.
The Sword of Hades’ evil energy had already been completely neutralized by Ah Dai, leaving him ready to strike at any moment. However, to ensure maximum efficiency in eliminating his enemies, he chose to bide his time and gather his strength. After some time, the Duke’s laughter subsided. Smiling, he said, "So, it seems you’re quite confident in yourself. I’ll admit it; your martial prowess is indeed remarkable, and the Sword of Hades in your possession is none other than the Divine Weapon of the legendary God of Netherworld. Despite being besieged by so many of my experts, you managed to unleash the fifth move of the Hades Sword Technique, the initial manifestation of Hades Domain, correct? Hmm, truly formidable! You wiped out eleven of my top-tier fighters just like that. But alas, your fatal flaw lies in your foolishness. What’s the point of having unmatched martial skills if, in the end, you’ll still meet your demise at my hands? I’ve spent so long setting up this trap—months, in fact! No matter how strong you are, you can’t escape the grasp of my hand. Surely, you’re feeling dizzy now, aren’t you? Your body must be gradually weakening."
Ah Dai’s heart trembled violently. Almost reflexively, he uttered, "How do you know?" His eyes widened, and his heart skipped a beat as he asked, "Did you poison me?"
The Duke shook his head and wagged his index finger. "No, no, no. You’re only half-right. Yes, you’ve been poisoned. However, I wasn’t the one who poisoned you. Considering you’ve trained in Hades’ Life True Qi, do you think an ordinary poison could ever befit the Grim Reaper himself? The poison you’ve been inflicted with, Ah Dai, is none other than the legendary and unrivaled toxin known as—Un—Rivaled—Holy—Water!"
Ah Dai felt a wave of dizziness sweep over him again, unsure if it was the poison intensifying or the shock of the revelation. Himself, just like Uncle Owen... he had been afflicted with the Unrivaled Holy Water. That was an incurable poison!
The Duke continued, "Boy, do you understand now? To deal with you, I didn’t hesitate to expose my own identity. There’s no way for you to escape anymore. The mistake I made when dealing with ’Hades’ back then will not be repeated. Since you’re trapped anyway, I might as well let you die with some clarity." He gestured toward the entirely black-clad figure beside him. "You must think he’s the President of the Assassin’s Guild, don’t you? Hmm, you’ve surely assumed as much. Let me tell you—you’re wrong. He’s not. Eliminate-One, reveal your true identity!"
