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Chapter 519 - 360: Whatever the Quest, the Mission is Fulfilled_3

Chapter 519: Chapter 360: Whatever the Quest, the Mission is Fulfilled_3

"Look, even if we assigned the assassins and servants to the Blazefire Commerce Guild, now that the constraints of the slave secret techniques are gone, whether they stay or leave is no longer the concern of my Hidden Assassination Pavilion."

Otherwise, why would he have ordered, without delay, the forced recall of family personnel from those strongholds, instead of transferring them steadily?

He wanted it to be fast.

The faster, the messier.

After all, the chaos would be within those severed strongholds.

He seemed to see the Blazefire Commerce Guild, flustered and overwhelmed, trying to clean up the mess. And with just a small sacrifice, those assassins who had their secret techniques removed would come crawling back like dogs.

Presumably, the old ancestor thought so too.

Heh heh heh heh heh—

...

On the fourth night, inside a large stronghold in District 11 of Grand Havoc City.

Boom— Boom—

A series of explosions came from underground.

Taking advantage of the night, several black-robed Awakeners of unknown affiliation had already breached the now virtually unguarded large stronghold. Their movements, like flames igniting kindling, quickly set off a blaze. Storms surged as hidden Awakeners with various motives started to make their moves.

Thunderbolt, Flame, Blood flow, Scythe!

Perhaps worried about causing too much commotion and attracting Grand Havoc City’s patrol units, the assailants were restraining their destructive power, but the lethality of their intent was undiminished.

In just a few breaths, two robed figures lay in pools of their own blood.

And more looters rushed towards the depths of the stronghold.

This was one of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion’s high-level strongholds, one that stored plenty of information and treasures.

And after several days of observation, it was clear that the Hidden Assassination Pavilion had already abandoned this place, while the Blazefire Commerce Guild’s personnel had not yet arrived.

This caused many to grow restless.

They could no longer restrain themselves.

If they could pry open the treasury of this stronghold, what they could gain was enough to establish a major Great Oasis family, even envied by those of the Six Senses throne.

As for the Blazefire Commerce Guild? Leave aside that their people hadn’t arrived yet, even if they had, what of it? A lesser-known small power—no one present cared for it.

They were more concerned with the competitors around them.

As the storm erupted, the masked looters, numbering sixty or seventy, belonged to at least a dozen different factions.

They were wary of each other, they were unable to contain themselves, and they began to fight.

Watching these people, the Red-haired Sword King’s eyes were filled with disgust, yet he did not intervene.

He shook his cloak, exhaled a ring of smoke, and turned to walk toward the exit.

’There’s no need to keep watching this farce.’

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His face instantly turned grave.

A few figures descended the staircase leading to the surface not far away, six people in total.

The leader was an ordinary-looking woman with her mask on her head and very common facial features, except for her eyes that were deep and profound, like a pathway to the Netherworld hell.

By the woman’s side, another tall woman with striking cat ears spoke up.

"From this moment on, the Blazefire Commerce Guild takes control of this stronghold. Unrelated parties, leave quickly."

The real owners had arrived!

The black-robed figures who had just prepared to loot, halted as if jammed in place, but in the next moment, they surprisingly turned their firepower towards the six people from the Blazefire Commerce Guild, targeting them in a coordinated attack.

Even a formidable assassin emerged from the dark shadows, his cold blade gleaming with a ghostly light.

Time seemed to freeze.

The Red-haired Sword King only saw the plain woman close and then open her eyes.

At the moment those soul-piercing eyes opened, a ghostly chill transformed into an invisible storm, sweeping through the entire underground stronghold. Everyone felt their throats seized, including the Red-haired Sword King, who was shocked, but he immediately realized the invisible storm was just like a breeze brushing through his hair.

Yet he clearly saw, several black-robed figures a hundred meters in front of him, and another three on his left and right within tens of meters, all thudded to the ground.

The same was true for those dozens who had drawn their weapons, ready to loot.

The rest merely gasped in terror, without even a single hair harmed.

Such astonishing control!

The newcomer was An Jianyou, who had altered her appearance and physique using a ’disguise’ skill.

Ordinary in features, but as mighty as a mountain range.

Such a body felt quite awkward to walk in, thought An Jianyou, who, after a mental blast cleared the field, spoke up:

"The former stronghold of the Hidden Assassination Pavilion, from today onwards, is renamed as ’Mission Guild’ office. The original assassination tasks now have an auditing mechanism, only issuing bounties that pass the audit. In addition to this, the Mission Guild will offer a variety of new services, including but not limited to item transportation tasks, escort missions, extermination tasks, errand tasks, search missions, and so on."

"The principle of our guild is, where there’s a request, the mission must be accomplished."

The quiet voice echoed throughout the underground stronghold, like a bird with wings, it flew to every corner of Grand Havoc City, spreading across the entire Shattered Sea.