Chapter 180 - 176: Are you standing on the Golden Assassin?
Chapter 180: Chapter 176: Are you standing on the Golden Assassin?
“Stop!”
Bevis’s voice rang out as his body suddenly leaped towards the black-clad assassin.
However, Bevis had not lost his reason. It seemed as though he wanted to capture the assassin directly, but in actuality, he was pressing toward the space between the assassin and His Majesty the King.
The death of a few nobles was indeed a major event, but when compared to the safety of His Majesty the King, Bevis was very clear about the distinction.
Those around him seemed to be awakened by Bevis’s roar as well, especially the people near the nobles who had their throats cut. The scalding blood had splashed onto them before they realized what was happening and fled in panic.
Screams erupted, and the scene was instantly thrown into chaos.
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Of course, not all the nobles were useless. Several nobles on the scene exploded with Gold Level strength, quickly surrounding the position of the black-clad assassin.
Lis’s expression remained calm, as this was a situation he had anticipated. However, he noticed that two figures had suddenly appeared in front of King Morton, and from their manner, they appeared to be Gold Level strongmen as well.
Indeed, there were other protective forces beside His Majesty the King.
All of this happened in an instant. The black-clad assassin, who had just slain four nobles, simply glanced at Bevis, the fastest, and with a flick of his sleeve and a stylish spin of his dagger in hand, melded into the shadows on the ground and disappeared from sight.
The next moment, Bevis appeared where the black-clad assassin had just been, his face grim.
Someone dared to attempt an assassination of nobles during the Sacrificial Festival celebration!
This was a blatant provocation against the Feis Kingdom, a resounding slap to the kingdom’s face!
And, to make matters worse, they had allowed the assassin to escape.
Bevis could no longer sense even a trace of the assassin’s presence. He was certain the assassin hadn’t entered Stealth State, but had used Shadow Jump to leave the area.
An assassin’s “Shadow Jump” is the only skill that can compare to a mage’s “Teleport,” and each has its strengths.
Bevis looked down at the four lesser nobles lying on the ground with darkened faces and shook his head.
Too late to save them! Not only had their throats been cut, but some special method must have been used as well—Bevis could no longer feel any sign of life.
“Priests, come quickly!”
Although he knew the chances were slim, Bevis still called for the priests from the Dawn Church and the Earth Church to come and attempt treatment.
Regardless of whether they could be saved or not, it was necessary to make the attempt.
Immediately afterward, Bevis no longer concerned himself with those lesser nobles, and yelled at Audis:
“Audis, what’s the situation with the array? How could an assassin still use Shadow Jump?”
Yes, that’s right, since His Majesty the King was present, the Royal Mage Corps had to be there too.
The protective array at the scene was their responsibility, and the person in charge was the familiar face — Audis.
There was no choice, as the Corps Leader’s status was too high to be involved, and another vice leader was not in Bright City. Therefore, all important matters of the Mage Group were recently presided over by Vice Leader Audis.
Audis Destiny Worker Bloomer was now feeling a headache. The core of both the protective array and Prohibition of Transmission Array at Triumph Square were in his hands, but he had just checked them and found no issues.
Moreover, even when the assassin used “Shadow Jump” right in front of him to leave, the array did not react at all.
This meant that the rank of the assassin’s “Shadow Jump” was very high and was not restricted by the kingdom’s arrays.
How could this be possible?
This was an array set by the entire Royal Mage Corps. Although Judgement Flame had not personally taken part, he had reviewed the Magic Array, giving an evaluation of “fair.”
Audis simply could not figure out how the assassin had breached the restrictions and used “Shadow Jump.” Could it be that it was a Legendary Assassin?
The celebration was in chaos, but Morton Fis remained calm seated on his throne, as if he had no worries about the assassin attempting to kill him.
However, a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes as he glanced at the Second Prince standing by his side.
The Second Prince also appeared calm, but to Morton, this facade seemed somewhat false.
As one of the organizers of the celebration, why so composed? For whom are you putting on this act?
Just as Morton was about to say something, a deep gray rift tens of meters long appeared in the sky above. The rift slowly widened, revealing a world behind it filled with dark gray currents and endless darkness.
Bevis and Audis recognized it at a glance, the space behind this rift was the Shadow Plane.
What? Does that assassin have a backup plan?
Without time to think, Bevis instinctively rushed in front of Morton, joining the other Guardians in a grave stance to protect His Majesty the King’s safety.
“Golden Lion Knights, on full alert!”
This anomaly also profoundly agitated the surrounding nobles, and the crowd that had just calmed down began to fall into chaos again.
Aside from the soldiers standing their ground and drawing their weapons in readiness, the most composed was the newly appointed Court Marquis Lis Kain.
He pursed his lips, somewhat embarrassed.
He hadn’t expected to cause such a commotion, putting everyone on edge again.
As the deep gray rift in the sky slowly opened, it exuded an aura that made even the Gold Level strongmen on-site shiver.
“Is… is this a Legend?”
Bevis’s face grew even more solemn. This presence was unfamiliar and not one of the three Legends from Bright City, but it was definitely that of a Legendary Strongman.
It must be a Legendary Assassin skilled in manipulating the power of the Shadow Plane!
Who on earth could be behind commanding a Legendary Assassin?
While everyone on-site held their breath and tensed, a black figure appeared within the rift in the sky.
Bevis recognized at a glance that it was the Gold-level Assassin who had just attempted to murder several nobles and was about to command everyone to engage.
Instead, he saw the black-clothed assassin fall straight from the rift in midair like a puppet.
Thud!
The assassin landed stiffly on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
What is going on???
All eyes converged on the black-clothed assassin who lay there like a dead pig, confused by this inexplicable turn of events.
Soon, everyone’s attention was drawn to Marquis Kane standing in front of the assassin, and by his composed expression, it seemed like they had guessed something.
Feeling everyone’s gaze upon him, Lis laughed softly, stepped on the assassin, and confidently declared with a smile,
“I think there should be no danger now!”
Looking toward King Morton sitting on the throne and Second Prince Yatean by his side, who finally could not hide his panic, Lis had thought he would feel more impassioned, but his mood was unusually calm.
“Also, we might need to talk in private.”
The spirited young Marquis, stepping on the once insurmountably bold Gold-level Assassin who had brazenly attempted to kill several nobles, presented a striking contrast deeply etched into the minds of everyone present.
As if heralding the arrival of a new era!