When Gui Ren heard the name of the power behind the Shadow Thorn Organization, he was not afraid at all. The royal family of the Red Li Empire was undoubtedly a behemoth for ordinary people. But for the sealers of Black Rain Villa, it was just a decoration. Not to mention that Gui Ren was a top knight, with the strength comparable to that of a fighter. Not to mention the now declining royal family of the empire, even the royal family that was in its heyday before the revolution, Gui Ren was not afraid at all. He was not afraid of invisible and intangible revenge.
Under the shadow of the high wall, the ghost was wearing a black robe, as if he wanted to completely blend into the darkness. He held a sickle in his right hand, and the sharp tip of the sickle was slowly dripping blood. With a slight shock, the blood drop was bounced away by the force, and the cut surface of the sickle turned back into a smooth silver-black bevel.
The sunlight shines on the tip of the sickle, flashing white light.
Shining...
The huge sickle swayed slightly and completely disappeared into the shadows.
Half an hour later, at the Shadow Thorn Organization headquarters.
When a killer who had completed an assassination mission returned and entered the headquarters courtyard, he saw only corpses with broken limbs. Black and red blood splattered every corner, on the walls, trees, and floors. Most of it was in the ditches, which were filled with a thin layer of solidified blood clots.
The pungent smell of blood was so strong that even a professional killer who had been killing people for years could not stand it. He walked through the courtyard trembling with fear.
The assassins who were famous in the Shadow Assassin Organization were everywhere, and even occasionally one or two gold medal assassins could be seen lying in the pile of corpses. Their heads were chopped off, and their faces were covered in blood. But one could still see twisted and unwilling expressions, as well as desperate and horrified eyes. It was as if these gold medal assassins had seen some unbelievable and horrifying scenes before they died.
The returning assassin walked forward and finally saw the leader of the Shadow Assassin organization dead in the corner. The powerful and cruel man was now tortured beyond recognition, lying on the ground in a pool of blood. He grabbed the gap between the tiles with one hand, digging his nails deep into it, as if he had suffered great torture in his life. The surroundings were all bloody from struggling.
The killer understood when he saw this scene.
Florence's top assassin organization, Shadow Thorns, is completely finished!
Another half an hour passed, Florence, the third district.
Gary, a subordinate of Lion King Soth, had a look of disbelief on his face. He asked the subordinate who came to report the news to repeat it carefully again.
"The Shadow Assassin Organization's headquarters was attacked last night, and all the assassins stationed at the headquarters were killed. Among them were six gold medal assassins and the leader of the Shadow Assassin Organization." The visitor repeated the story in a stumbling tone. He swallowed his saliva from time to time, and was obviously shocked.
"The Shadow Thorn Organization is gone?!"
Gary still couldn't believe it, he shook his head and sat down on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water and took a break.
"Could this matter be related to what happened last night?"
Gary couldn't help but connect the two. The assassination commission he issued to the hunter Bai Kui last night failed.
Furthermore, Shadow Wolf exploded right in front of him, almost scaring Gary to death.
Last night, the assassination mission of the Golden Killer failed. This morning, the headquarters of the Shadow Assassin Organization was completely massacred and destroyed. Gary himself did not believe that there was no connection between the two. He instantly had a strong sense of crisis. As the contact person entrusted with the mission, he was afraid that he would be in trouble! Soth was a member of the royal family, he was strong, he was protected by people around him, and he had power behind him. Even if he was discovered, it might be okay.
But he was different, he was just a subordinate. To put it bluntly, he was just a dog of the royal family, an obedient dog.
The mysterious force that destroyed the Shadow Assassin Organization would be afraid of the royal family, but would never care about him. If the other party followed the clues, he was afraid that...
Thinking of the terrible result, Gary shuddered instantly. His hair stood up and his heart beat wildly in his chest.
"No, I can't stay here! I have to go to Soth, it's safer there!" Gary drank the cold water and stood up instantly.
Then, he fell to his knees with a thud, his knees hitting the floor.
A huge sickle, as tall as a man, pressed on his shoulders. It was as heavy as a mountain. Gary could not stand at all and could only kneel on the ground. The cold and sharp touch on his neck and the lingering smell of blood on his nose made his limbs tremble involuntarily. He swallowed his saliva and barely raised his head.
A tall figure in a heavy black robe stood quietly opposite.
He held a huge sickle in his right hand, pressing it against Gary's shoulder, and with his left hand he grabbed Gary's subordinate's face and lifted him up into the air with ease.
The men struggled hard and the toad kicked, but it was of no avail.
"You are the employer of last night's mission, right?"
A deep and hoarse voice sounded from under the cold mask.
"Yes… yes, my lord."
Gary lowered his head, not daring to meet the captivating eyes beneath the mask.
Another half hour passed and it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.
The bright sun was completely high in the sky, half of it was blocked by the winding white clouds, and the other half released light and heat, illuminating the clear blue sky. The huge city of Florence began to operate again. Residential areas and commercial areas were filled with people.
Florence, District 2, is the seat of the Red Parliament, with a large number of public government buildings. It is quite close to the Imperial Palace in District 1.
In a dark alley, a tall figure appeared like a ghost.
He took a step forward, as if he were stepping out of a dark shadow. His heavy boots made no sound on the floor. The handle of his sickle rested against the corner of the wall.
The sharp tip drooped slightly and pierced a fallen leaf in the air.
The ghost man is always very steady and responsible. He will try his best to do what he promised to Kaxiu. For example, he will try to kill the lion king Sos.
He was the sealer of Black Rain Villa, and a top knight. According to the secular classification, ghosts were lawless lunatics without any worries. This kind of people was the most dangerous and tended to be evil.
Of course, the ghost man was not born like this, he also had an unforgettable experience. Every journalist selected by Black Rain Villa was an unfortunate person, and ups and downs and suffering were just commonplace. There was no need to mention these past events, and the ghost man did not want to continue recalling them.
At this stage of his life, he only longed for two things.
1. Pursue power, enough power to control your own destiny.
Second, escape from the control of Black Rain Villa. If possible, destroy Black Rain Villa! Every sealer hated Black Rain Villa as much as they gained power from it. The struggle and resistance in secret never stopped, especially for top sealers like Guiren.
The demons cooperated with Kashu just to pursue power. The world of disaster is extremely dangerous, but it is also a treasure land. As long as the problem of disaster invading and infecting souls can be solved, the demons can continuously obtain the power of secret souls and improve their skills to the extreme.
Only in this way can we have the capital to resist Black Rain Villa.
In this process, Kaxiu is indispensable and the leader of the cooperation. Moreover, he is also powerful and qualified to divide the rules. Guiren is a very realistic person. He is willing to please Kaxiu for power. Not to mention, this can be regarded as repaying Kaxiu for saving his life.
Therefore, Guiren was very active in recruiting Iron Knight as a new partner for the Kashu plan, and was also very active in investigating the behind-the-scenes of the assassination.
He was not even afraid to assassinate members of the royal family in the palace in Florence.
In the shadow of the wall, the ghost was like a statue, motionless. The Hell Night Stranger of Black Rain Villa has always been a top assassin.
On the other side, inside the palace, the Lion King Soth was saying goodbye to the princess.
In front of us, the Ninth Princess, wearing a light green gorgeous palace dress, was charming and graceful. She was nineteen years old this year, with a beautiful face and a graceful temperament. The lace on the chest of the dress bulged, revealing two prominent white spots. The beautiful swan-like neck and tight and slender calves were all covered with delicate white skin, as if they were floating ice on the sea under the sunlight.
The ninth princess Angela is the object of Soth's pursuit for some time.
Or, just a close friend of the opposite sex. After all, Soth had been close to the three princesses for the past six months. Why was it six months? It was because the fourth Shadow Hunter Scythe was seriously injured, and there was a vacancy in the Hunter Association.
Soth is strong and has the support of the royal family. The probability of competing for the Shadow Hunter quota, just looking at the data on paper, is at least half. This is a win-win situation for Soth and the royal family.
If Soth wins the competition, he will definitely marry a princess from the royal family in the near future. It is up to him to choose which princess.
This is exactly the change in power and status brought about by strength.
The back garden of the palace is full of red and purple flowers. The carefully selected ornamental trees are trimmed neatly by craftsmen every day, and precious flowers are dotted among them. The fragrance of flowers and plants is mixed, which is quite stylish.
Soth bent his tall body slightly, held the Ninth Princess's slender white fingers, and kissed her hand. Then, with a perfect smile on his face, he left the back garden like a handsome and heroic gentleman.
After turning around, Soth's smile immediately faded, and there was no trace of admiration in his eyes. He was certainly not a pure gentleman, nor was he even a nobleman who feared the royal family. He was a prospective Shadow Hunter, one of the top fighters of the future Shadow Hunter Organization. Soth had a clear understanding.
He married the princess only to tie the interests of both parties together and consolidate his position. No matter how beautiful and elegant the princess was, she could not escape the fact that it was a political marriage. Would Soth fall in love with a princess? Of course not! Although he was not a playboy, he often went to Happy Street to play games with his so-called friends.
Soth knew clearly in his heart what the foundation of everything was built on. He was determined to get this Shadow Hunter spot!
He quickened his pace and walked through the palace.
Soth looked at the armored guards who were either patrolling or standing guard, his eyes did not waver at all. At about 8:30, he left the palace.
Walk on the wide avenue leading from the core city to the second city.
Soth had bright golden hair and a strong upper body that easily supported the noble decorations, making him look handsome and tall. He looked to the side of the road, where a gorgeously decorated noble carriage was parked, with a nimble horse standing still.
The coachman in gray stood aside, waiting respectfully.
Soth walked over immediately and was about to get in the car when he felt a strong sense of threat like a needle piercing his back, giving him goose bumps all over his body.
whoosh!
The heavy weapon drew a crescent arc in the air, and the sharp blade cut through the air. With a series of whistling sounds, it cut diagonally towards the carriage.
“Master!
!”
Under the threat of death, Soth exploded instantly. The noble decorations on his body exploded into rags, revealing his sturdy and strong body. The flesh tempered by source energy seemed to have a tough hard shell on the surface of the skin, with a shiny arc like armor. Soth stretched out his arms, and the posture of the Crazy Lion Fist was instantly triggered. He roared and punched, hitting the danger on his side!
“Ouch!”
It was like a lion roaring.
However, the next second, the lion's leg was cut off by the cold blade!
Soth groaned and took more than ten steps back. His strong left arm fell to the ground with a snap, and blood gushed out from the cross section.
If it weren't for the decades of tempering of his physical energy, plus the agile reaction speed trained by the Wild Lion Fist, the sickle just now would have been...
Soth is doomed to die!
"Huh?"
The black-robed figure suddenly appeared with a mask on his face and holding the Grim Reaper's scythe in his hand. He seemed surprised that Soth could block this move.
"Since he's not dead yet, I'll give him another blow..."
He slowly raised the sickle in his hand to block the sun in the sky.
"Run! I'll stop him!"
Suddenly, the ordinary coachman rushed over, bursting with the momentum comparable to that of a dark gold hunter. He rushed straight towards his opponent.
Soth's face turned pale, but he reacted immediately. He suddenly burst out with strength, crushed the bricks and stones with his legs, and ran towards the palace.
Shin! Shin! Shin!
The demon swung his sickle three times. The middle-aged man, who was ostensibly a coachman but was actually a royal assassin, was frozen in midair. The heavy carriage with a metal frame behind him made a crisp sound and broke into several pieces on the spot.
"What a pity, I should have taken action later..."
The ghost stood there, watching Soth's fleeing figure. He shook his head and chose not to chase him. There was a considerable force stationed inside the palace.
A gentle breeze blew past, and the black-robed figure disappeared in an instant.
Ten o'clock in the morning, in the sanatorium in the seventh district of Florence.
Kaxiu was still in the original room, alone. As for the mermaid Claire who came to protect him, she was in the next room. After all, it was a bit awkward for a man and a woman to be in the same room, and Claire preferred to be alone.
Anyway, if someone attacks, they will get within 20 meters of Kasu.
Claire could sense it keenly with her spiritual energy.
Well, in theory.
But the situation before him was obviously very different from what Claire had said. A black figure appeared in the shadow corner of the room at some point. He stepped out slowly, holding a sickle in his hand.
The eerie and dangerous aura was clearly from the top assassin.
However, the young man lying on the bed was not panicking at all. His slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and his eyes seemed to lead to a deep pool of water.
"Are you here?" the young man asked familiarly.
"Yeah." The black shadow nodded.