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Chapter 502 - 354: You Are Strong, Not in Vain I Died 486 Times_3

Chapter 502: Chapter 354: You Are Strong, Not in Vain I Died 486 Times_3

The man in the white robe had not pulled up his hood, and his medium-length hair wildly danced in the wind, revealing the face of a man in his forties, with distinct features, a hint of stubble, and a mature charm that carried with it the weight of experience.

And this face, this image, Qianqiu had seen it before, seen it once.

It was hard to imagine that this was the very person who had founded the Hidden Assassination Pavilion and was renowned throughout the Shattered Sea...

"Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion!"

The fluctuating aura of their standoff drew many onlookers who suddenly realized that something big was happening.

The image of the man in the white robe wasn’t unique; one could find many similarly dressed in any large city. However, if the figure was a legend who typically wore a white robe and had a rugged, weathered face, then there was a good chance it was...

Star Forger Caelius’s expression changed.

"How could such a significant personage have appeared here?"

Moreover, the storyteller from Blazefire Commerce Guild, who was also a legend, seemed to know the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion?

He vaguely felt he had uncovered a secret.

The directors of Grand Havoc City, who shared the same thought, stared with eager eyes, muttering about explosive news.

...

In the center of the street, there was a cool breeze.

The Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion looked at Qianqiu, his expression unsurprised.

"It is indeed you."

"Your talent... Pure Divine Radiance... a legend, so it is."

"Since you have ascended to legend, you certainly have the right to stand before this person. However, betrayers must pay a price."

His gaze was as calm as still water as it settled on Qianqiu.

There was no visible intention to kill, yet the pressure was as overwhelming as a mountain.

This was a veteran legend!

From the conversation between the two, Caelius also deduced, "So it turns out, Lord Qianqiu is a newly ascended legend; no wonder I had never heard of him before."

"A newly ascended legend is no match for a seasoned one like the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion, though," someone said.

Newly ascended legends are in a rapid power growth phase, familiarizing with their mythical might, accumulating divine particles, learning to develop other abilities, etc.—all of these take time.

And surely, Lord Qianqiu, who had just ascended a few months ago, was as new as they come.

In contrast, the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion had a reputation far beyond that of Lord Youlius from beyond Oasis. He was also credited with multiple victories over other legends—a fact few knew. Caelius, who had access to some of the Seven Stars Alliance’s secrets, had only stumbled upon this information by chance.

"The legend from Blazefire Commerce Guild is going to lose, and it won’t take long," someone declared.

However, to Caelius, the impact of the loss to a legend like Youlius paled in comparison to losing to the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion—at least, that meant not worrying about his own safety.

The Pavilion Master was known to play by the rules, and this time, he was here for personal grievances.

Whether he ended up taking Blazefire Commerce Guild’s treasures or something else, at the very least, he wouldn’t be slaughtering bystanders—as long as they weren’t caught up in the fray. And to retreat a step further, the Seven Stars Alliance even had business dealings with the Hidden Assassination Pavilion, so Caelius felt his safety was assured.

Nonetheless, Caelius gestured to his followers to move away from the battlefield, retreating several kilometers to observe from a distance.

The two seemed to be still conversing.

The divine aura waves that were spreading and colliding could already show who had the upper hand. Unfortunately, having retreated several kilometers for safety, it was impossible to hear the content of the two Lords’ conversation.

It was probably secrets only accessible to those within the circle of legends, a pity indeed.

"Pavilion Master, to be honest, there’s a problem with the way Hidden Assassination Pavilion is run. The Agent 007 position is hopeless, and besides, the salary for your Pavilion’s 007s is extremely low. You can’t treat all of us assassins like beasts of burden, right?"

"As a former gold-ranked employee of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion, after several months of contemplation, I have some immature suggestions."

"Assignments should be nine to five, and meals should include high-grade food as work meals to give everyone the energy to work."

"Also, there should be two days off per week, and two weeks of paid vacation per year... and so on. Pavilion Master, all that I’m proposing is for your consideration."

Watching Qianqiu shake his head, the veins on the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion’s forehead twitched ever so slightly.

Before, how did he not realize this guy talked so much?

He did not respond with a single word. Those assassins were merely tools cultivated by the organization, and a tool should look like a tool. Broken? Just replace it with a new one, which is far easier than maintenance.

However, since Qianqiu stood out from among these tools and was ranked among the mythological assassins, he was worth the Pavilion Master taking action.

"Let me test your mettle, do not let me down——"

His voice drifted like smoke, and as it dispersed, the entire figure of the Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion had vanished, leaving only simple human shapes sketched out like stick figures.

There could be dozens, maybe hundreds of these figures silently crisscrossing through the sky and land, converging behind Qianqiu a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye, revealing the figure of the Pavilion Master in his white robe.

As if nothing had happened.

There was no surge of energy like a torrent, the wind was faint, the ground showed no sign of scratches, and there wasn’t the slightest sound, all of which made the scene seem like an illusion compared to the great mythological battles outside of Oasis.

Two seconds later, a soft sound of fabric tearing could be heard.

The blue robe that Qianqiu was wearing had been torn apart, leaving only shreds fluttering in the wind. The armor underneath was also sliced, and drops of blood, crimson mixed with hints of gold, trickled down.

Drip-drop~drip-drop.

In an instant that lasted only one-tenth of a second, they had exchanged dozens of moves, and Qianqiu was utterly defeated. Whether it was technique, experience, strength, or speed, he was outmatched. The Pavilion Master’s figure vanished, leaving behind only stick-figure like shapes, and Qianqiu completely failed to understand, even after dozens of exchanges, he couldn’t discern the slightest clue.

Too strong.

"The gap is even bigger than I imagined."

"No, it’s that the Pavilion Master is too strong, my eyes simply can’t keep up!"

"This is very rare, information on the Pavilion Master taking action... uh, we’re not going to be erased by the Hidden Assassination Pavilion for seeing this secret, are we?"

Some people exclaimed, others shivered.

The Pavilion Master of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion did not care about those insects; anyone not of mythological status did not deserve to enter his sight.

In his eyes, there was only the figure of Qianqiu.

"Next, I will not hold back."

"What a coincidence, neither will I, Pavilion Master. Take my move —— Thousandfold Illusion Infinite Mirage!"

In Qianqiu’s eyes, a mysterious symbol appeared.

Reflecting the only figure of the Pavilion Master.

Crack——

It was as if space had shattered, only to be remade once more.

To outsiders, Qianqiu had simply turned around. The two mythological beings stood a hundred meters apart, once again facing each other as a murderous aura filled the space between heaven and earth.

For a long time, no, it was just a moment.

The ragged clothes on Qianqiu suddenly burst open, as his arms and torso sprayed out golden-red mythological blood.

But it was the Pavilion Master who changed more.

He fell to one knee for no apparent reason, as blood spurted out like from a pressure hose, and a grotesque slash wound nearly bisected his upper body at the torso, with his internal organs plainly visible.

Watching this scene, Qianqiu’s lips curved upward, pulling into a smile from the depths of his heart.

It was as though, after enduring endless hardships and numerous failures, he had finally cleared a hellishly difficult level.

"You are strong, it’s not in vain that I died 486 times before I finally found a way to defeat you."

Outside of Oasis, Youlius, the mythological being of Blazefire Commerce Guild who was pretending to surrender while actually waiting for an opportunity, was quietly directing his gaze towards the interior of Flamefire Oasis.

Suddenly, his expression became blank.

A mouthful of golden-red blood spurted from his deformed mouth.

The Pavilion Master has misled me!