Ben had a lot going through his mind as he sprinted in the direction of the Chicken Paradise restaurant where he ate with his friends some time ago.
Though he tried not to think about it, the thought that something bad happened to Rex could not leave his mind and it seriously left him sick.
In this unfocused state of mind, he continued his sprint toward his destination. Once he cut a corner into an isolated pathway that would take him faster to his destination though, trouble came.
After biding their time in the shadows, the assassins finally deduced that the time was right as they descended from the nearby roofs like floating leaves.
Ben was unable to catch the sound of the wind movements as they fell since they blended so well with the normal wind, what attracted his attention was the subtle sound that he was familiar with as the swords sliced through the wind.
Whoosh!
Ben felt all his hairs standing on end as he heard this sound. Without even thinking, he ducked before rolling without shame into the nearby garbage dump.
Due to his great sensitivity to swords and their sounds, he felt 8 swords cutting through his previous location while 2 collided against the metal garbage dump, cutting a few inches deep inside as Ben's heart skipped a beat.
"F*ck! How dare you freaks give me such a scare?"
"What did I do?!"
Even as he complained, Ben already rolled back out of the garbage dump.
Once he regained his footing, he observed his surroundings only to discover 10 men in black with such long swords like they were going for a war.
Ben was confused. "This is not men in black day, why are you all pals in such cringy customs?"
"Kill!"
"Kill? Wait…, what?!"
The assistant leader of the assassins gave his order and all the assassins lunged at their target without deeming it fit to respond to his words.
Even as Ben demanded, he took steps backward in fear but it was when all broad swords were swung his way that his eyes widened in alarm.
Ben ducked, barely dodging most of the swords that aimed at his upper body as his hair was trimmed. Such a close shave was horrifying, but definitely not as horrifying as the swords that aimed at his lower body.
Having ducked already, Ben had to roll back to avoid being hit but still he was hit. One of the swords stabbed into his chest as he groaned in pain.
He dodged all the others but one of them came the closest to cutting off the most precious organ of his whole body.
As the sword swept across, Ben felt a chilling cold in his nether region, his PP survived the onslaught by the skin of the teeth and this was what called him into action. By now, he was sure that these freaks were really here for his head.
"F*ck, now you asked for it!"
Ben was infuriated!
He could be stabbed in the hand, he could be stabbed in the abdomen, even in his neck, but nothing was permitted to touch his precious PP.
This was an exotic good that was only touchable to the girls and nobody else.
For the first time in forever, Ben was forced to reveal his secret as his mystic energy accessed the storage ring that was hidden in his boxers.
Once the mystic energy accessed the storage ring, 8 wrist golden rings appeared that revolved around him that emitted a tyrannical mystic energy presence. Without a doubt, all 8 rings were mystic weapons.
Coming alongside the 8 rings were 3 pills, one blue, another black, and the last red. Ben swallowed the red pill and kept the others before equipping the rings.
"Bow before the Ring and Pill lord!"
"The entertainment industry has Shang Chi and the legend of the 10 rings…, well f*ck that because I am the Pill Lord and the legend of the real 8 rings!"
At this moment with the rings and after swallowing the pill, Ben had access to such mystic energy and control that he had never had before.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Ben shot the rings at the assassins like boomerangs as he advanced with his sword. Before the assassins could react to their changed opponent, Ben already killed 2 of them as he turned into a different beast entirely.
He injured 2 others before the assassins finally recognized the new terms in play. Without hesitation, they turned to escape and Ben went in pursuit.
…
The Wind Mill Tower was an isolated place in Obedin City that people rarely went to and was why Rex loved coming here when he was sad to vent.
After sprinting for 4 minutes, Cassandra finally arrived here but instead of meeting Rex as she expected, she met assassins.
The assassins used a different strategy against Cassandra. Unlike Ben, the knuckle-headed one who could fumble at any moment when startled, Cassandra was too calm for that and was why they attacked openly.
They figured that revealing their numbers at once would give them more of an edge in ending the battle quickly.
Cassandra was an intelligent student; she would easily be able to tell that the odds of victory were against her which would crush her battle spirit first.
Once Cassandra saw them though, her reaction was so much different from the script that the assassins expected.
Her eyes narrowed once she saw the 10 black-clad swordsmen as she spoke through gritted teeth. "Assassins!"
Unlike Ben, she recognized them as assassins instantly as she became infuriated. "You lots don't know the fire that you are playing with!"
"Rex Vector is not someone that low lives like you can think of antagonizing".
"I bet that your comrades who went after him are already dead".
"You all deserve death for even thinking of assassinating him, and that is exactly what I am going to unleash on you lot today!"
At this moment, Cassandra's voice sounded so cold, mature, experienced, and ancient that the assassins could not help but shudder in fear.
This was a psychological pressure that could only be induced when one party was significantly stronger or older than the other.
But Cassandra was not supposed to be any of this.
As if knowing what was going through their minds, Cassandra laughed coldly. "I intended to lie low for a few more years, but you lots forced my hand".
"Since my rebirth, you lot shall be the first that will die to my blade!"
Whoosh!
Cassandra unsheathed her sword as she sprinted toward the assassins.
The difference was that while the previous version of herself looked like a student, this version of her looked like a cold-blooded warrior who had already went through a thousand battles with millions of souls taken by her sword.
Mid-sprint, Cassandra's eyes turned pitch-black as her long black hair that waved in the air suddenly grew longer, transforming into what seemed like a snake.
"Secret Martial Art: Serpentes Jutsu!"
While her hair seemed to turn into a snake, Cassandra's mystic energy became a thick concentrated black earthen energy as she slashed with her sword across straight at the assassins.
"None of you shall live to tell the tale of this day!"
…
After rescuing Rex from the hands of the assassins, Master Fixten sprinted all the way back to the Obedin Mystic Academy with Rex on his shoulders as he dropped him at the hospital where emergency treatments started.
Master Fixten waited to confirm that Rex did not suddenly start any mutations again before he left the academy straight to the Obedin police barracks.
Once he got to the police barracks, Master Fixten spoke with the presiding officer as he left there with a squad of 10 basic mystic warrior policemen.
The hunt for the assassins officially started!
In the blink of an eye, the hunters already became the hunted.
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