0p0 Chapter 185 Goal Achieved
Chapter 185 Goal Achieved
Chapter 185 Objective Achieved
call out!call out!call out!
At the moment [Celestial Radiance - Night Eye] was launched, concentrated energy propelled three energy bullets, which shot toward the heads of the three guards at an astonishing speed.
The bullet is difficult to detect and hits the target instantly.
despair!despair!despair!
The guards fell to the ground instantly, losing consciousness before they could even react.
"Ok?"
The leader and the non-combatants were stunned for a moment, their eyes wide as they watched their comrade suddenly fall.
From their lips, I could tell that the leader was speaking while hiding behind the table and enveloping himself in demonic energy.
From the moment the bullet was fired, a plan was already in my mind. Without waiting for him to finish, I instantly transformed the gun into a bow and arrow, and poured supercharged blue mana into the arrow.
Whoosh!
He immediately released it, and the arrow shot out instantly, heading straight for the restaurant.
boom!
The supercharged arrow struck its target, triggering a violent explosion.
The sound of the explosion echoed through the narrow alley, thick smoke billowed, and the acrid smell of burning mixed with the cold air, further obscuring visibility.
Taking advantage of the chaos, I activated the [Shadow] ability. My form began to blur, merging with the shadows cast by the smoke, and I vanished completely into the darkness.
I quickly closed the distance between myself and the leader, who was still reeling from the sudden turn of events.
As I approached, I transformed [Radiance of the Sky] into a wheel-like form, the spinning blades gleaming in the dim light.
With practiced skill, I launched the wheel blade at the leader's weapon hand to disarm him.
Ding!
The blade struck accurately, knocking the weapon from the leader's hand.
"Who is it!"
The leader was enveloped in demonic energy, looking around with wide eyes, clearly angry and fearful of my attack.
Everyone feels fear when facing death; that's reality.
You will die here.
Whoosh!
Without giving him any chance to react, I immediately threw out another batch of bladed wheels, which began to spin around me.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The blades pierced through the smoky air, hurtling towards the leader. He nimbly dodged most of the attacks, demonic energy shimmering around him, forming a defensive barrier.
"It's no use, you can't hit me at all!" he mocked, his voice laced with arrogance. But I had already seen through his intentions.
In a life-or-death situation, psychological warfare is crucial. From his reactions and subtle expressions, I could tell he was trying to provoke me.
But as a stealth user, losing my composure is the last thing I'm likely to do.
Deliberately letting the wheel blade miss was also a carefully designed strategy of mine, the purpose of which was to give him a false sense of security.
My control over the wheel blades goes far beyond the initial throwing.
"Who are you? Show yourself!"
As he confidently dodged the frontal attack and shouted, the wheel blades, under my control of silver magic, changed their flight trajectory.
With a sudden turn, the blades lashed out from behind the leader. His smug expression instantly turned to shock as he realized the attacks were far from over.
Ding!Ding!Ding!
The blade struck precisely, slicing the leader open on both sides and leaving deep wounds.
"Uh……"
His face was filled with surprise as he gradually realized that no matter how he tried to dodge, the merciless blades were still beyond his reaction time.
[Speed]
This brief moment of surprise gave me an opportunity. In the instant he lost his composure, I immediately activated my skill.
Whoosh!
Maintaining [Radiance of the Sky] in its wheel-blade form, I charged towards him at incredible speed.
Dance of the Silver Moon
With my practiced footwork, I activated the move I had been practicing.
My movements became blurred, and the [Radiance of the Sky] transformed into countless blades, spinning around me and cutting through the air at a deadly speed.
puff!
Instantly, blood gushed from his countless wounds, turning him into a lifeless corpse.
"I don't……"
He wanted to say one last thing, but he couldn't.
"Die."
Swish!
The last blade I used to attack a non-combatant cleanly severed his neck and quickly returned to my hand.
As the leader fell, I gave myself no chance to catch my breath. The Silver Moon Dance left traces of blood and death in the air, and the atmosphere became unusually heavy.
But we cannot stay.
There's someone else in the basement, someone willing to give their life for me. Even if it weren't for her, I can't let the demon's follower escape.
My shadowy tendrils spread rapidly, searching for my target as I descended the stairs, avoiding any sound that might reveal my presence; my existence was completely concealed.
There are two traps at the entrance.
My knowledge of the game came in handy here; I knew what Mason was best at. He was a demon follower who wasn't good at direct combat.
He can freely manipulate demonic energy, and his talent lies in setting traps.
After precise calculations, I grabbed the leader's body and threw him into the basement entrance.
Whoosh! Bang!
The moment the corpse crossed the threshold, a series of traps were triggered.
puff!
The demonic energy within the leader reacted violently, triggering an explosion that echoed through the narrow space.
squeak!
At the same time, the acid bomb buried in the body ruptured, releasing corrosive smoke that filled the entire basement.
"Ha, is that all you've got?"
The sound coming from the entrance confirmed the location of the last guy.
'madness.'
No matter where you are, followers of the devil are always the lowest of pigs. Without purpose, without meaning, they are nothing more than lapdogs to the devil...
'Ouch, I'm about to lose control.'
I tried to stay calm, but the hatred inside me was about to erupt.
The Eye of Time
Using the last shred of reason to control his emotions, he activated his skill and felt time slow down.
Using my skills and the green magic that connected me to him, I quickly located Mason's position and weaknesses.
Whoosh!Whoosh!
I quickly fired two bladed wheels at Mason's position.
"Hmm? The leader?"
Mason finally realized that the corpse in the room was not me.
'idiot.'
I initially thought this guy was clever enough to hide himself within the academy, but it seems I was wrong. Perhaps I had too high expectations of these lowly demon followers.
Under my control of silver magic, the blades whistled through the air and quickly locked onto their target.
Ding!Ding!
The blade struck precisely, piercing through the corrosive smoke with a piercing hiss.
Swish!
Mason's arms took the hit, and the blade cleanly severed his connection to his body.
boom!boom!
Although the wound was not fatal, it was enough to incapacitate Mason.
puff!puff!
Blood gushed from the wound. However, the color of the blood and the texture beneath the skin were different from those of humans; it was black. They were no different from monsters, the only difference being that they looked human.
"Aaaaaah! Aaaaah!"
Mason screamed in agony, his eyes filled with terror.
"Who...who are you?" Mason stammered, his voice distorted with pain. Blood continued to gush from his severed arm, staining the ground black.
I didn't respond immediately, but slowly walked towards him. The pain he was feeling now was nothing compared to the pain she had felt back then.
The crimes they committed must be repaid, and this suffering is only one of the costs.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sylvie's horrified eyes; she was clearly struggling to accept what was happening.
'But it doesn't matter anymore.'
This wouldn't be the first time she'd witnessed something like this; as a therapist, she'd see even more horrific scenes.
Wearing a mask and suit, I concealed my identity with the power of the Shadow Armor, leaving Mason and Sylvie to confront an unknown force that would destroy their plans.
"Why?" he pleaded, his face contorted with a devilish despair. "What have I done to offend you?"
He seemed to be trying to buy time to allow his wounds to heal. Even under the threat of death, he still failed to grasp his place. It was infuriating.
Annoying, annoying, annoying...
My hatred swelled in my heart, and I could hardly suppress it anymore.
despair!despair!despair!
“No…don’t come any closer…” Mason pleaded, his voice trembling with fear.
But I was no longer in the mood to listen.
With a swift movement, I shortened the distance between us.
The blade in my hand danced through the air, and before Mason could react, I had already launched a series of precise attacks.
Swish!Swish!Swish!
The blade swiftly pierced through Mason's body, aiming at the location of the demon's core.
"Ahhh!"
Each attack was accompanied by a gushing of blood, and Mason's screams filled the air.
'This is nothing compared to the pain she suffered at the time.'
"You ask who I am?"
Hearing my words, he looked at me, and blood gushed from his body.
"The person who killed you."
No! No! Don't!
He realized what I was about to do, but it was too late.
Amid his screams, I reached into his chest and removed the demon core.
The pulsating demonic energy emanating from its core contrasted sharply with its surroundings.
The cores of the others are also inside their bodies, but only Mason enjoys this privilege, a guy I've loathed for a long time.
Removing the demon core from a half-demon's body is one of the most painful tortures they can endure, and the pain in his eyes is the reward for my long patience.
Click!
The moment I crushed the demon's core, the light in Mason's eyes dimmed, and life drained from his body.
I glanced at Sylvie one last time; she was staring at me in horror. Then I disappeared into the shadows.
Ding!
The police car siren rang.
My goal has been achieved.