The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 322 - 220: The Greatest Chivalry_2

Chapter 322: Chapter 220: The Greatest Chivalry_2

Crack!

The invisible shield shattered with a thunderous noise, and the jade pendant hanging on the person’s chest silently crumbled into pieces.

But it wasn’t over yet. Another hidden weapon followed immediately behind the first, separated by only a few centimeters. This short distance made the timing perfect, and the second hidden weapon struck just as the life-saving artifact shattered.

Boom!

The small hidden weapon contained terrifying power, as if struck by a tank’s main cannon. The extraordinary person’s head exploded on the spot, flesh and blood splattering everywhere.

"Who goes there?!"

The Black Warrior swiftly drew his katana and hurled it toward the spot where the hidden weapon was shot from. The long blade flew through the air like an arrow, creating a sonic boom.

In the dense forest, a figure flashed by, the blade grazing his robe and slicing off a piece of fabric. He threw dozens of hidden weapons like a celestial scattering flowers, then vanished into thin air without leaving a trace.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing was deafening as four people deflected the incoming hidden weapons, their expressions changing slightly.

The hidden weapons carried a domineering force and a piercing killing intent that made their bodies ache as if pricked by thousands of needles.

There was no doubt, the attack came from a top-tier assassin!

"Have we been targeted? When?" Soro’s expression turned grim; this was not good news.

The room was in chaos. Several hidden weapons had pierced through the walls, and some unlucky souls who couldn’t dodge in time were blown to bits, their remains scattered all over.

"Everyone retreat, we can’t stay here!" Soro decided instantly. They had to move immediately; if the Control Bureau found them, they’d be caught in a net.

Perhaps... they were already targeted from afar!

"Quick, retreat!" Everyone rushed out of the dilapidated temple and fled.

However, at some point, landmines had been laid out in all directions. Unknowingly, they stepped on them, and in an instant, flashes of fire erupted, explosions roared, limbs flew, and screams filled the air.

"Damn it!" Soro cursed under his breath. Who could this be? To plant landmines without anyone noticing, the other party must be an expert in concealment!

Clang!

The Black Warrior swung his katana, deflecting the incoming hidden weapon. The immense force made him stagger, and that brief moment of imbalance was a fatal flaw for a former ultimate killing demon!

A figure appeared silently behind the Black Warrior. A sharp blade swept across, and his head was effortlessly decapitated—a life-saving artifact was not something everyone had.

Bang!

A crimson magic bullet flew in, blasting the Black Warrior’s headless body away. The assassin was nowhere to be seen. Soro’s eyes flickered; such speed?

"No, we can’t run like this, we’ll be picked off one by one. Back to back!" the spiky-haired man shouted urgently.

Soro and the other three quickly formed a triangle with their backs to each other. The remaining extraordinary people followed suit, forming a defensive stance back to back.

The mountain forest fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone focused their attention to the extreme, nerves taut, alert to any movement.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Three minutes passed, and nothing happened.

Large beads of sweat appeared on everyone’s foreheads, their expressions tense to the extreme. These three minutes felt like eternity, as no one knew if they would become the assassin’s next target, or if a Control Bureau shell would descend from the sky!

Just as some of the extraordinary people began to relax slightly, ready to make a run for it, a breeze rustled through the forest, shaking the trees. A few blades of grass flew swiftly, embedding into their heads like sharp knives, the killing intent bursting and turning their brains into mush.

Boom!

Countless attacks aimed at that spot, obliterating the forest and turning it into a charred clearing.

"Locked on!" Soro said lowly. It used the Blood Clan Secret Skill to lock on to the assassin’s figure.

At this moment, everyone could see a blood-red figure moving swiftly among the trees, marked by the Blood Clan’s secret skill, leaving nowhere to hide.

Rumble!

The spiky-haired man pointed to the sky, and a bolt of lightning split the space in two without warning, its thick body slicing through the air with a sharp whistle, heading straight for the blood-red figure.

A thunderous crash, and the ground around the bald old man sank abruptly. Ancient trees and shrubs were shattered into pieces!

Boom!

The bald old man was sent flying by the heavy lightning, crashing through several towering trees before stopping. He struggled to get up from the ground, his body scorched and smoking.

"It’s you!" Soro finally recognized the assassin’s identity, exclaiming in astonishment. It was the ultimate killing demon!

"It’s me." The bald old man coughed up two puffs of black smoke, his gaze firm and righteous as he said, "A great hero serves the nation and its people. Punishing evil and upholding justice is a duty!"

"Lunatic!" The spiky-haired man was enraged, cursing, "Did you forget your meds today? Why are you killing your own people?"

"He’s been brainwashed," Soro said in a low voice. It was a blood clan member, highly skilled in the mental realm, sensing the residual spiritual energy on the bald old man, undoubtedly left by a psychic magician who had altered his memories and hypnotized his mind.

"Didn’t expect this damn old man to be so formidable," the spiky-haired man cursed.

He never imagined that this usually despised mad old man could be so terrifying in combat, almost wiping them out single-handedly!

"Kill him, we can’t stay here," Soro took the lead in attacking.

A dark red magic circle lit up under the bald old man’s feet. No matter how he dodged, the magic circle followed, and countless blood-colored thorns shot up, binding him tightly.

Strangle!

With a splat, a large amount of blood burst from the bald old man’s body, and the blood transformed into countless blood arrows, piercing his body, turning it into a porcupine in the blink of an eye.

"If it weren’t for your superior concealment, killing you would be a matter of a moment," Soro said coldly. As an ancient elder of the blood clan, its power was naturally unquestionable.

"Cough, cough... even if you kill me, others will come. Justice cannot be eradicated!" The bald old man spat out blood, his righteous demeanor making anyone unaware think he was some great hero of justice.

The blood thorns started wriggling, draining the bald old man’s blood. In a few seconds, his body turned into a dried corpse, not a drop of blood left.

Bang—

The thorns retracted, crushing the dried corpse into powder.

"Is the danger... gone?" The other extraordinary people were drenched in sweat, not daring to relax, afraid of making the same mistake as the unlucky ones before, getting killed the moment they let their guard down.

"It’s over, let’s...’

Before Soro could finish, a loud bang echoed, and its nano armor exploded, revealing a pale, naked body, with pieces of clothing flying everywhere.

A brilliant sun suddenly rose in the sky, its scorching rays illuminating the land in a 360-degree radius, enveloping Soro!

"Aah!" Soro screamed in agony as its body ignited in flames under the sunlight, turning into charred remains in visible seconds, struggling futilely.

This ancient blood clan elder met a pitiful end.

Sunlight, forever the blood clan’s most lethal weakness.

"Run!" The spiky-haired man was so scared he almost wet himself, realizing there was another expert!

He ran in a panic, not noticing a strand of dark matter quietly blending into his shadow.

"Run, go on and run." In the shadows, Zhou Yuan chuckled softly.

Better yet, lead me straight to your lair!