They all call me Great Master
Chapter 919 - 16 of Book 9: Assassin's Battle II

The six newly emerged assassins are tools trained by the 'Blood Shadow's Thorn'.

Yes, tools.

Not disciples.

Disciples are cultivated with painstaking effort.

And tools?

Just need survival of the fittest.

"They are qualified products selected by me from three thousand people.

Whether it's physique or spirituality, they fit the Assassin's Way perfectly.

Especially in will...

It is centered on me!"

As he said this, the 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' proudly looked at Acker.

He hoped to see shock and surprise on Acker's face.

After all, this is one of the Bloodflow secrets.

It is the most core element apart from the 'Blood's Shadow'—one must understand this to be considered a Master of Bloodflow.

Even their teacher did not have the complete 'Blood Remnant Body' secret technique.

He added to this secret technique by hunting other assassin schools.

Six people work together with one heart.

When one is hurt, the six share the burden.

When one exerts strength, the six amplify it.

Especially with the Assassin Skill, the six can become one.

Facing opponents far stronger than themselves, they can easily defeat them.

Even 'Ascend Steppers' are not a problem.

Back then, the 'Commander of the West Coast Alliance' died this way.

Even though he was severely injured, at that time the 'Blood Remnant Body' was just beginning to take shape.

But now?

His 'Blood Remnant Body' has long since been perfected.

No!

It surpassed what's recorded in books.

It's entirely his own.

After all, the 'Blood Remnant Body' recorded in books still has consciousness and possible flaws, but his 'Blood Remnant Body' absolutely will not.

His will is their command.

They will never betray.

However, what made the 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' frown was that Acker's face remained calm.

As if not surprised.

As if he had expected it.

"You knew?

Ah yes!

Our teacher favored you, so it's expected he'd reveal these secrets to you!"

The 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' sneered coldly.

Acker just shook his head.

"The teacher didn't favor me; in truth, the teacher truly favored what you guessed correctly—he gave me the title 'Master of Bloodflow', but made me swear an oath.

Three years!

As long as you don't trouble me or send people to hunt me within three years, then I will return the title 'Master of Bloodflow' to you.

And then, I'll stay by your side at your command."

Acker recounted the words from their teacher back then.

The 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' was taken aback.

Back then, when he heard that the title he should have inherited, 'Master of Bloodflow', was given to Acker, he sent everyone under his command to find Acker.

Moreover, the order was to disregard life and death.

But his teacher...

"The ultimate trial?

No!

This is mocking me!

This is ridiculing me!

Anyone facing such a situation would make the same choice as me!

I am not wrong!"

The 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' roared internally.

Outwardly, he snorted coldly again.

"Can you do it?"

The 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' asked coldly.

Acker shook his head and continued speaking plainly.

"I don't know.

I only know that after you completed the assassination of the 'Commander of the West Coast Alliance', I received a task from the teacher to steal information in the camp—I happened to see you severely injured and also saw your pursuers behind you.

I led the pursuers away for you."

After speaking, Acker looked at the 'Blood Shadow's Thorn'.

The look in his eyes made the 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' instinctively avoid it.

Back then, after assassinating the 'Commander of the West Coast Alliance', due to the commotion, he was indeed pursued.

He had exhausted all his strength to shake them off.

At that time, he thought his skills were superior, that the West Coast Alliance was nothing more.

But he was saved by the person he despised in front of him?

"Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!"

The 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' growled.

"I returned to the teacher, told them everything, and the teacher sent people to verify—if you have returned to the teacher's hideout over the years and stayed in the teacher's secret room where the books are stored, you should know this.

You should also know that because of this, the teacher gave me the title 'Master of Bloodflow'.

Also, you were given an additional trial.

Because—

The teacher said the original Assassin's Way was wrong.

The Assassin's Way is not what it originally appeared to be.

We pursue the path of the killer, a dead-end road.

The Assassin's Way should be more fluent and complete."

Acker continued speaking.

The 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' tensed up.

Since the title 'Master of Bloodflow' was given to Acker, he truly hadn't returned to the teacher.

Not to mention the teacher's secret room.

Even when the teacher died, he sneered.

Also!

The Assassin's Way?

The killer's path?

What is right?

What is wrong?

Is it not written by the victors?

He didn't know these things.

He just knew he had to defeat Acker in front of him.

"Damn bastard, you're trying to disturb my mind with words!

Now—

Die for me!"

In anger, giving the command in his heart, six figures immediately acted, rushing toward Acker, but just as they took a step.

The six figures all fell to the ground simultaneously.

Their shadows rose from the ground and the shadow blades in their hands pierced their chests.

The shocking scene forced 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' to retreat swiftly.

Because he recognized this secret technique—

'Shadow Stream Secret Technique. Shadow Manipulation Skill'!

But weren't all the 'Shadow Flow' people supposed to be dead?

With the disappearance of the 'Master of Shadowflow', he raided the 'Shadowflow' base with his people, not only killing everyone inside but also acquiring most of the 'Shadowflow' secret techniques.

Even if the 'Shadow Flow Secret Technique' was missing.

But those 'Shadowflow' secret techniques were enough to benefit him greatly.

It was because of this that he considered himself the 'King of Assassins' of South County.

And at this moment, the reappearance of the 'Shadow Flow Secret Technique' made this South County's 'King of Assassins' doubt and uncertainty.

"Renock, when you slaughtered those disgusting 'Shadowflow' guys, I thought you were a decent guy, who would have thought you're such a bastard!

Your teacher really favored you, this bastard.

If it were me, I would have killed you first."

Eivor emerged from the shadows on one side.

His chubby body and round face made 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' frown.

Assassins, although there's no real requirement on body shape, need to be not too fat for stealth and dexterity in climbing.

Like Eivor...

Can he fit through the window?

If there's a long spear in the latrine, would he get stuck?

"'Master of Shadowflow'?

Heh!

The 'Master of Shadowflow', rumored to be the most qualified to be the King of Assassins, turns out to be a fatso, you'd be better off saying you're a cook than an assassin."

The 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' mocked.

"Yeah, I do part-time as a chef now!

Want some grilled pineapple?

And orange juice!"

Saying this, Eivor tossed over two grilled pineapples, and simultaneously, a cup of orange juice was also splashed over.

The 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' immediately shot out darts, knocking down the two grilled pineapples.

At the same time, he dodged.

"Bombs disguised as pineapples!

Poison-laden orange juice!

Ha, do you think I'd fall for that?"

While dodging, the 'Blood Shadow's Thorn' did not forget to sneer.

But immediately, the sneer came to an abrupt halt.

The darts hit the grilled pineapples.

The grilled pineapples fell to the ground.

The orange juice also hit the ground.

There was no reaction at all; they were genuine pineapples and orange juice.

However, the dagger formed from shadows was real—

Thud!