CHAPTER 845: ALMOST DONE?

Swish!

The spear swept across the assassin’s neck. The assassin, unable to even shout because of the spatial lock, could only feel the spear pass through his neck. A split moment later, the spatial lock was released by the avatar, and the head separated from the body as both collapsed to the ground.

The other two assassins were also being taken care of by the avatar. The avatar teleported to one of them and slashed with the intent to kill. The assassin, already tense, instantly evaded the surprise attack, but he could not move too far before the avatar used another spatial lock.

Before the avatar could deliver the finishing blow, another assassin appeared beside him. It looked like the other assassin had abandoned his opponent to help his comrade fight against him. The assassin attacked the avatar, but the avatar evaded by teleporting nearby. The spatial lock was also released the moment he teleported, allowing the assassin to move again.

The two assassins did not pursue the avatar and instead watched him solemnly. They truly did not understand how a pseudo immortal establishment stage cultivator could be so powerful. They finally understood what had happened to those who had been killed by Sir Ferix.

The thing that trapped them was a kind of trapping technique based on space laws, and it was actually a strong technique of space laws. Precise control of space was needed to make what the avatar did possible.

Deep comprehension was also required, and for the space to be powerful enough to trap them, pseudo immortal stage cultivators, the avatar must have comprehension at least at the same level as middle pseudo immortal stage cultivator.

How was that possible when they sensed that the avatar’s cultivation was only at the low pseudo immortal establishment stage?

Looking at the situation, it seemed they were left with two choices—escape or suicide. The escape option was impossible because the barrier was still erected, so the choice was obvious. But they were not confident that their sacrifice would achieve anything at all.

What if this person before them suddenly did something similar to what happened to the other two assassins who had already committed suicide? Their deaths would be in vain.

As they kept thinking about how to face Aldrian and complete the mission, they saw the avatar’s body suddenly crackle with lightning. The sudden appearance of lightning made them break into goosebumps as they sensed that its power could kill them. This man had also comprehended lightning laws strong enough to kill them.

They decided to turn into their shadow forms and escape from the area first. They needed to reorganize with the others to face this man and Sir Ferix. Since they knew that the avatar could sense their movements, they split in two directions.

They could only hope that their shadow forms would not be affected by the lightning. Their shadow bodies could ignore elemental attacks, after all. That was what they had always experienced as assassins.

Rumble!

However, before they could get far, the lightning actually caught up to them. They had no time to look back when the lightning suddenly struck their shadow bodies. They could only feel scorching pain and the surge of electricity for a few seconds before everything fell into darkness.

The lightning that caught their shadow bodies turned them corporeal again. Their bodies became human-shaped charcoal before crumbling like burnt ash.

Their shadow forms were useless against lightning infused with death laws, as the death laws corroded their shadow bodies. In front of the death laws, everything was meaningless. Anything that came into contact with them would be affected.

After clearing the assassins, the avatar looked at Sir Ferix. He then approached him, touched his shoulder, and teleported them elsewhere.

The people watched in silence as the avatar and Sir Ferix disappeared. Their eyes turned to the battle area, staring at the fallen assassins. They had done little, and the problem had been taken care of by those two figures.

Although they were surprised by Sir Ferix’s strength, they were even more shocked by his guardian. The avatar was truly powerful, and this was the first time they had seen someone like him. A man at low pseudo immortal establishment stage could unleash an attack capable of killing low pseudo immortal stage cultivators.

The technique used by the guardian was both mysterious and terrifying. They had never seen anyone utilize space laws like that, and it was also the first time they had sensed such terrifying lightning.

The blackish lightning stirred dread deep within their minds and even their souls. They knew that if they ever touched that lightning, they would die, there was no other outcome.

"All of you, don’t just stand still! Go help in the other areas. There are still some assassins lurking and fighting within the manor grounds!" one of the elders shouted.

They snapped out of their shock and quickly rushed toward the direction of the other battles. At this moment, sounds of fighting still echoed from several parts of the manor grounds. The number of assassins kept decreasing, but they had already killed many people, including some of their main targets. Those who were still alive were mostly saved by Sir Ferix and the avatar.

Sir Ferix and the avatar continued to help eliminate the remaining assassins wherever the sounds of battle could still be heard. After several teleportations, they finally located the last area where fighting was still raging.

The avatar then teleported to the final site with Sir Ferix. They arrived near the building where Munez was being treated, standing atop one of the trees hidden under the shadows.

From their position, they could see many cultivators from the Barevisk family trying to enter the area where the building stood. However, several assassins were blocking their way.

Those assassins were strong and persistent, preventing any cultivators from barging into the building. Fortunately, with the battles in other parts of the manor already finished, reinforcements could now come to support this area.

From within the building, the avatar also heard the sound of clashing and guessed that the leader of the Silent Reaper might be inside, targeting Munez personally.

The avatar narrowed his eyes. The situation seemed to have reached a stalemate, with both sides locked in combat. The avatar did not see Grand Elder Javier among them, so he assumed Grand Elder Javier was inside the building facing the leader directly.

He then looked at Sir Ferix beside him. Sir Ferix could still fight and nodded to himself. As for the avatar, more than half of his energy had already been depleted. He could feel himself growing weaker. Even under normal circumstances, he would not be able to contend with the leader of the Silent Reaper, much less now.

But the avatar was not discouraged. He had one hidden card in mind to take down the leader of the Silent Reaper. A card the leader himself would never expect.

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Inside the building, which was already a mess with destroyed rooms and even half of it gone, three figures faced each other—Grand Elder Javier, another grand elder of the family, and Pedro, the master of the Silent Reaper.

The two grand elders gasped for breath as they tried to steady themselves. Sweat dripped from their faces; they had been fighting Pedro since the beginning of the chaos. No, calling it a battle was too much for what had actually happened. Their actions were more of a defense, protecting the unconscious Munez so that Pedro could not break through the barrier and kill him.

Pedro’s main target was the patriarch, and he constantly tried to bypass them, launching powerful attacks toward Munez. If not for the barrier protecting Munez’s bed, he would have already died several times over.

Sometimes, they also had to defend against Pedro’s counterattacks as he tried to get rid one of them, especially the gand elder beside Javier. They were forced to join hands to shield themselves from his strikes.

The barrier protecting Munez’s bed, which had already taken several hits, was weakening and would shatter with one or two more attacks. They had to hold on until reinforcements arrived so they could deal with this legendary assassin together.

However, even just holding him off was overwhelming, and they could see that Pedro was not even going all out. His eyes behind the mask remained calm, and they guessed that if he had targeted them from the start instead of focusing on the patriarch, they would not be left merely exhausted.

Fortunately, they were able to guard each other despite the dire situation, preventing themselves from being killed by Pedro.

Pedro was truly a terrifying assassin, just as his legend described.

Pedro looked at them calmly. He sensed that more and more people were gathering near the area. He knew something had gone wrong with the mission, as many people were closing in on this place.

From the explosions and the fact that his targets were still alive, he sighed.

"It looks like I still have to do it myself," he said suddenly.

The two grand elders readied themselves for whatever Pedro was about to unleash.

But then—

Zung!

Suddenly, darkness covered their sight. At that moment, the entire manor grounds were swallowed by darkness.