Chapter 318 Chapter317-Vengeance Served
With a single move, Mr.9 was annihilated, his body crumpling to the ground.
The only equipment he dropped was the black dagger in his hand.
John nonchalantly waved his hand, catching the dagger and idly twirling it.
In the game "Godslayer," the rewards from slaying NPCs paled in comparison to those of monsters.
No wonder many players didn't bother with NPCs.
John had previously obtained six such black daggers and had already placed them all up for auction at the Dawn Breeze Auction House.
This newly acquired dagger, with its superior attributes, should attract quite a few assassin class players.
With a mere thought, John deactivated the Abyssal Prison skill, returning to the room ablaze with roaring flames.
Saphir was still intensely battling the trio of 54.
John's reappearance undeniably brought a heavy psychological burden upon the three assassin masters.
To their alarm, Mr.9 was nowhere to be seen.
They couldn't sense any trace of him, as if he had never been there in the first place.
The trio retreated to one side, catching their breaths while casting uncertain glances at John.
Hadn't the young man vanished along with Mr.9?
How had he returned so swiftly?
Could it be that Mr.9 had already met his end?
Suddenly, a realization seemed to dawn on 56, one of the trio.
His eyes widened in horror and astonishment as he looked at John.
"You... Are you Galewind?" 56 blurted out, almost instinctively.
John raised an eyelid, casting a fleeting glance at him, "Who are you? How do you know my name?"
The intensity in 56's gaze sharpened suddenly. Sensing the questioning stares of his comrades, he hurriedly clarified, "The guild previously assigned me a quest, to track the progress of the group of 88. By the time I arrived, all six of them had been wiped out!"
"Their quest target was Galewind — this man right here."
54 and 63 exchanged a stunned glance, both seeing disbelief mirrored in the other's eyes.
While neither had participated in the quest involving the 88, they had certainly heard of it.
It was the most devastating loss the AGHHO had suffered in nearly a century.
A full six assassin masters, all ranked within the top 100, had been decimated on what seemed like a routine quest.
They couldn't even discern what kind of power or strategy their opponent had wielded.
The guild leader, in his fury, had elevated this quest to AGHHO's highest priority level, deploying two elders accompanied by ten assassin masters to continue the mission.
Yet, for quite some time, they had found no trace of Galewind.
Little did they expect to run into him here!
"So, it's this guy... Does this mean that Mr.9 was also taken down by him?"
54 nodded solemnly, "It's highly likely."
Although their conversation was hushed, John, standing nearby, heard every word clearly.
Tilting his head with a playful smirk, he remarked, "So, I'm still a quest target for your AGHHO, huh? That's surprising. After all this time, why haven't you come looking for me? We should've met much earlier!"
54 sneered coldly, panting slightly, "Don't think that just because you possess some strength, you can act as you please before AGHHO. No target ever marked by us has escaped!"
John's expression remained as serene as a calm sky, replying indifferently, "You should be more concerned about yourselves right now..."
Turning his attention to the poised Saphir, he continued, "I've removed all obstacles for you. Focus on your vengeance. I assume you don't need my help against these three?"
Saphir nodded vigorously, his face alight with fervor. "As expected of our leader, the one who led us to triumph over The Devil. That Mr.9, who once seemed so formidable to me, was effortlessly taken down by him."
"Don't worry, Captain. Leave the rest to me," Saphir declared with a savage grin, his gaze locked onto the trio of 54.
...
The ensuing battle was without twists.
The power boost from Element Fusion enabled Saphir to stand against the three on his own.
The beleaguered trio of 54 found themselves continually driven back under Saphir's onslaught.
Soon, they were engulfed and consumed by relentless flames.
Saphir watched the flames he summoned incinerate the very enemies he'd longed to confront, a look of sheer exhilaration on his face.
As the effects of the Element Fusion arcane skill began to wane, Saphir's body started to weaken.
He swayed, needing the support of a wall.
Despite his perilously weakened state, his spirits soared.
A decade of obsession culminating in this moment of retribution.
Even if he were to die now, Saphir felt it would be enough.
The fundamental fire elements within him began to detach, a process so agonizing it would be unbearable for most.
Yet, Saphir seemed oblivious, his face etched with a peaceful smile.
Whispering softly to himself, he murmured, "My love... I have finally avenged you."
John approached Saphir, sensing his vitality waning.
He cast a mildly irritated glance at him, and with a slight gesture, a holy radiance descended from above, enveloping Saphir.
The healing properties within the Holy Light halted Saphir's ebbing life force.
"You were willing to forfeit your own life just to destroy these three?"
Hearing John's calm voice, Saphir managed a weak grin before slumping to the ground. "Captain, you can't comprehend the torment I've endured over the past decade... Truth be told, since the day my wife and child were taken from me, my soul followed them..."
"My lingering existence these ten years was merely sustained by a fervent desire for vengeance... Now that my revenge is fulfilled, what difference does life or death make to me?"
John, hands clasped behind him, said nonchalantly, "The separation of life and death is a painful reality for us all. But don't those who remain alive need to keep moving forward? Do you believe your wife and child would want to see you in this state?"
"Seeking revenge was just, which is why I promised to assist you. Yet, after your vengeance, you should return to your life."
Saphir's head hung low, his silence palpable.
The fiery hues in his eyes had faded, replaced by an unfathomable sorrow.
After accomplishing his revenge, he felt a profound emptiness, as if his spirit had completely dissipated.
But John's next words roused him, "If you're already fearless in the face of death, why not give your life a more meaningful end? You are from the Northern Myst Empire, a fire Grand Archmage who's practiced for years. Rather than dying here, why not fall on a grander battlefield?"
Saphir's spirit was suddenly rejuvenated.
He looked up, transforming his grief into strength, and declared with resolve, "Captain, you're right. Instead of dying here, I'd rather perish valiantly on the battlefield. Once I return, I'll enlist in the Imperial Army. When the war commences, I intend to be among the first line of magi."
John responded with a soft chuckle, nodding in agreement.
Saphir lifted his head, eyeing the Holy Light energy surrounding him with a quizzical expression. "Captain, you truly are an enigma. How can you wield the healing techniques of the Holy Light Church?"
John merely shrugged, replying nonchalantly, "Perhaps it's because I have a unique talent, capable of harnessing multiple class abilities..."
Saphir: "…"
Deep down, he knew that the captain wasn't being completely honest.
The notion of mastering multiple class skills concurrently was unheard of in their world.
However, seeing that John was reluctant to elaborate, Saphir chose not to pry further.
Having exacted his revenge, many things had become clear to Saphir, and his outlook became more open and relaxed.
The two remained in the room for a brief moment.
Once Saphir regained his strength, they headed towards the exit of the base.
Throughout their path, the bodies of AGHHO's peripheral assassins lay strewn.
Each met their end swiftly, with no chance of retaliation.
Saphir's steps faltered, his complexion still a shade of pale.
It was evident that the overexertion from using the Element Fusion Arcane Skill had inflicted severe tolls on his body.
Had John not intervened, Saphir would likely have met his end.
"Captain, it seems you've spared no one. Why not let even one live?"
Hearing Saphir's query, John's face remained cold. "These wretched souls captured countless innocents, employing dark methods to transform their lives into dark energy for their cultivation..."
"Why should such creatures, who hold life in such disdain, be allowed to live?"
Upon learning of AGHHO's unspeakable acts, Saphir's fury was palpable. "What? They've stooped to such lows? Does AGHHO truly believe they can act so audaciously without consequence?"
John cast him a slightly surprised look, saying softly, "Surely you don't think that their deeds have gone unnoticed? It's just that many choose to turn a blind eye."
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