King of Assassins
Chapter 79 - 78: Pay Attention! (3rd update, seeking support)

Chapter 79: Chapter 78: Pay Attention! (3rd update, seeking support)

An Shirong realized something was wrong, but it was too late to dodge.

The streaks of red light fell upon the glass exterior of the Divine Shield Mansion, and the armor-piercing bullets instantly pierced through six layers of bulletproof glass, shattering the entire glass wall of the 108th floor.

After hundreds of armor-piercing bullets blasted through the glass outer wall, their trajectories changed, ricocheting furiously within the room.

An Shiping, who stood beside An Shirong, couldn’t react at all and was struck by several ricocheting bullets, blowing apart his head, chest, and lower limbs simultaneously.

The remaining half of his torso was sent spinning sideways by the kinetic impact.

Blood sprayed like mist under the intense pressure.

An Shirong’s super perception allowed him to see clearly the entire process of his brother’s death.

But he had no strength to save An Shiping, nor was he able to avoid the metallic storm that came from outside the window.

An Shirong couldn’t see what was happening outside, but he knew the assault was surely from a ship-mounted anti-aircraft cannon.

Such cannons, equipped with armor-piercing bullets, could easily penetrate eighty centimeters of steel, with a firing rate of three hundred rounds per second.

This cannon represented the pinnacle of modern small powder weaponry. Any tanks and the like would be shredded in a second.

The cannons equipped on law enforcement flying ships were actually meant to eliminate alien beasts and the Insect Race.

These alien beings had exceptionally tough bodies.

Ordinary firearms posed nearly no threat; only cannons could easily destroy the hard shells of these aliens.

These years, alien beasts and the Insect Race were nearly obliterated, so the ship cannons equipped on law enforcement flying ships became mere ornaments. Though they each carried two ammo boxes, activating the cannons required headquarters’ authorization.

An Shirong never imagined someone would be able to use these cannons to kill him. It was simply too outrageous.

Even with Wei Yue’s good relations with the law enforcement, it shouldn’t be possible to go this far.

The usage of law enforcement flying ship cannons to attack the CEO of the Divine Shield Group was a responsibility even the governor of the Pegasus Star Alliance couldn’t bear.

An Shirong didn’t have time to think much now. He had a single realization: Wei Yue had lost his mind, throwing away all concerns and gambling everything!

Indeed, even a tenth-level expert couldn’t withstand the cannon.

However, he possessed a bronze-level marvel, the Shadow Servant.

The Shadow Servant was a small bronze badge that could transform a person’s shadow into a Shadow Servant, possessing some of the master’s power.

The master could even transfer bodily harm to the Shadow Servant, with the limitation of once every 24 hours.

It could also temporarily shadow-transform, capable of penetrating obstacles and immune to most physical harm.

The Shadow Servant’s most crucial ability was transferring damage. Of course, this ability was active; if the master didn’t perceive the damage and died directly, the damage couldn’t be transferred.

The downside of the Shadow Servant was it must smell the fragrance of upper-grade incense daily. Missing a day would make the Shadow Servant frantic.

Such frenzied emotion would gradually affect the master’s mood.

Of course, there was no problem if the bronze badge wasn’t worn.

An Shirong feared death, wearing the bronze badge around his neck day and night, never taking it off.

So he burned incense daily.

This good habit also saved An Shirong.

Realizing the danger, An Shirong immediately summoned the Shadow Servant.

The shadow transformed by the Shadow Servant twisted and cracked beneath An Shirong’s feet, making An Shirong himself appear as a phantom, letting armor-piercing bullets pass through his body without leaving a mark.

Others in the office weren’t as fortunate as An Shirong and faced the metal storm with nothing but their bodies to resist.

The ricocheting armor-piercing bullets were beyond what human flesh could withstand.

Two bodyguards and the large solid wood desk with them were pulverized. Blood and wood chips sprayed outward together.

Huang Meng, standing across from An Shirong, reacted the quickest. Realizing the danger, she immediately activated her Source Power to protect herself, rolling backward to evade.

As a titan, Huang Meng’s body was exceptionally formidable, akin to iron and steel. After activating Source Power, her body enlarged further.

Yet even so, she couldn’t withstand the armor-piercing bullets.

A ricocheting bullet grazed Huang Meng’s shoulder, blasting her shoulder bone and muscles into minced meat.

The bullet’s kinetic force skewed Huang Meng’s rolling motion. She was hit continuously by armor-piercing bullets sweeping across.

Her chest and abdomen were blasted open with a transparent hole, and her left lower leg was blown off. The injuries were severe, and she lost all fighting capability.

Huang Meng looked desperately at An Shirong, who remained seated. Only An Shirong had the ability to save her now.

An Shirong looked coldly at Huang Meng, without a hint of sympathy. He thought Huang Meng was foolish for hoping others would save her at that moment.

An ammunition box held 3000 rounds, meaning the opponent could maintain fire for ten seconds.

Huang Meng wouldn’t survive for a few seconds.

An Shirong felt the Shadow Servant shatter beneath him, so he hurriedly activated the shadow transformation ability, turning himself into a black shadow, drifting to the secret room door behind the bookshelf.

This specially reinforced secret room was his safe house. Due to its special design, even ship-mounted cannons couldn’t truly destroy the safe house.

Inside the secret room was an exoskeleton armor for Shadow Warriors, one of the top personal exoskeleton armors in the galaxy. This was also a perk for the CEO of Divine Shield Company.

An Shirong didn’t intend to counterattack, as there was no need to take such a risk.

As long as he holds on for two minutes, the law enforcement department of Mingjing City will react, and these few reckless guys are definitely doomed.

Including Wei Yue, he’s doomed as well.

An Shirong initially wanted to subdue Wei Yue, but this mad assassination attempt had utterly enraged him.

A lunatic like Wei Yue must be killed as soon as possible. There’s no need for a duel at all.

"Bang bang bang..."

The gunshots from the ship cannon were deep yet extraordinarily arrogant, with an ultra-high-frequency intense rhythm wantonly resonating over the second ring of Mingjing City.

The chain of fire from the ship cannon, like a long whip of the Thunder God. Wherever the firelight swept, be it people or objects, they would instantly explode into pieces.

The long chain of fire pursued An Shirong’s shadow incessantly, lashing at it.

Huang Meng, who fortunately survived the first wave of shooting, turned into a cloud of blood mist upon being swept by the long chain of fire. He didn’t even have time to let out a scream.

Countless huge holes appeared on the walls and the ground, and the incredibly luxurious office had become a wreck in the blink of an eye.

An Shirong didn’t care about these at all; as long as he rushed into the secret chamber, he’d be safe.

In the shadow transformation state, only the high temperatures from the bullets would burn the shadow-transformed body. The kinetic energy of the bullets was ineffective against it.

Although An Shirong was twitching all over from the heat, he managed to endure the pain. He input the password continuously on the secret chamber door with his shadow-transformed fingers, swiftly opening it.

Due to the angle, the ship cannon couldn’t directly attack the secret chamber door.

The chain of fire formed by high-speed armor-piercing bullets swept over the door a few times, leaving only two rows of terrifying holes, but they couldn’t destroy the door’s hinge.

The secret chamber door still opened inward, filling An Shirong with joy. Just as he was about to rush into the chamber, a sharp sword cry suddenly rang in his ears.

The sword cry was deep and eerie, as if countless demons were shouting together.

An Shirong’s vision suddenly went black, and his mind seemed to explode. His shadow-transformed body also returned to normal. Even the Source Power within him was in complete chaos.

An Shirong was extremely terrified. How could this happen?

A flash of blood-red sword light pierced through An Shirong’s head, and the sword blade, red as blood, protruded a long way from his forehead.

A very magnetic and clear male voice said in An Shirong’s ear, "Brother, why aren’t you jumping anymore?"

The man’s teasing tone made An Shirong both angry and puzzled. Who was this person? Why couldn’t he suddenly control the Source Power?

The severe head injury left An Shirong’s mind increasingly chaotic, and he couldn’t speak. His consciousness was constantly falling into darkness.

The person behind him, however, seemed to understand An Shirong’s confusion well and said leisurely, "Rosemary, Three-headed Dragon Scale Fish Bone, plus Dragon Saliva Fragrance, and Utpala Flower Powder make the formula for the Demon Illusion."

Upon hearing the words "Demon Illusion," An Shirong’s spirit was suddenly invigorated, and a cluster of cyan spiritual light emanated from his head.

The spiritual light, like a twisted face, looked at Gao Xuan with full aversion, who was holding a sword.

Gao Xuan wore a black combat robe with a fully enclosed helmet on his face. Even though the cluster of spiritual light had strong Spiritual Power, it couldn’t see Gao Xuan’s face.

"So you really are of the Spirit Race, huh?"

Gao Xuan said, "Unfortunately, you’ve fused too deeply with this body, and you can’t transfer your soul anymore."

"Who exactly are you?" The face formed by the spiritual light asked with full reluctance.

"Someone with their face covered, and you’re still asking? You really have no manners, huh."

Gao Xuan retorted, "Just tell me, isn’t my move to kill you dazzling?"

"Demon Illusion is specifically designed to counter someone like you from the Spirit Race. Normally, it’s nothing, at most limiting your Spiritual Power and causing a strong rejection with the flesh body. But with my Demon Whisper stimulating it, you’re just done for immediately."

Gao Xuan said proudly, "The most exquisite part wasn’t all that. It was when I quietly swapped a pack of cigarettes for your bodyguard, adding Utpala Flower Powder to it. In good conscience, tell me, isn’t this method exquisite?"

An Shirong’s Spiritual Power was severely constrained. Although he could hear Gao Xuan’s words clearly, he was powerless to resist. The face formed by the spiritual light could only glare fiercely at Gao Xuan.

"As for the ship cannon, it’s actually quite simple. Zhao Yong, that coward, was hiding in the Special Response Department. I infiltrated and killed him, then impersonated him to drive out the flying ship."

Gao Xuan said, "The only hassle was activating the ship cannon. Fortunately, the dark web hacker program always works things out."

"Well, dying under such a precise and excellent assassination plan, you shouldn’t feel wronged."

Gao Xuan very amicably patted the face formed by the cyan light, "You seem very angry, but what can you do? You might as well make your Spiritual Power explode, come on, explode..."

The cyan face formed by An Shirong continued to expand and contract, with intense and tumultuous fluctuations in Spiritual Power.

The Spirit Race has no physical form but does possess emotions of joy and anger. Having been fused with An Shirong’s body for many years, it was also assimilated by human culture.

Faced with Gao Xuan’s provocative taunts, the Spirit Race could not tolerate it at all. It gathered all its Spiritual Power intending to self-destruct, yet was trapped by some powerful Spiritual Power, unable to break free.

After showcasing his achievements, Gao Xuan lost patience with further nonsense with An Shirong.

"Look at your incompetent demeanor, the Spirit Race really is useless."

Instigated by Gao Xuan’s words, the Spirit Race became even more agitated, and its Spiritual Power suddenly surged to the extreme.

Before the Spirit Race could self-destruct, the Godslaying Sword in Gao Xuan’s hand made a turn, and An Shirong’s body exploded into a burst of blood light.

The cyan light face formed by An Shirong also shattered along with the burst of blood light. Then the scattered bits of cyan light rapidly gathered again, leaving behind a transparent cyan gem.

Gao Xuan chuckled, all those things he said to An Shirong was to provoke his emotions.

Sure enough, with An Shirong being extremely furious, his Spiritual Power also reached the peak, resulting in a high-quality Spirit Core crystal.

He admired, "Such a big Spirit Core, my friend, impressive!"