Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 784 - 739: The Death of a cardinal 2: Bloody Party

Cardinal Jean appeared in the middle of a big hall after crushing the teleportation scroll. Someone stepped forward and put a cloth on him.

ʼʼGood, quickly calls all the guards here.ʼʼ the cardinal ordered without looking back.

ʼʼWe are all already present.ʼʼ The head guards replied, and the cardinal frowned.

ʼʼHuh?!”

Finally, the cardinal scanned the hall, and when his eyes landed on the corpse with a missing head, he immediately understood why the hall was filled with guards; instantly, his face darkened, and he shouted.

ʼʼShit! Her goal is to lure us all here.ʼʼ

After he said those words, the luminaes lighting the room exploded, and the hall plunged into darkness.

Everyone present became tense as they gripped their weapons, ready to defend at any moment.

Suddenly, the hall got lighted again, but this time by the cardinal; he used his light element, activating his light domain.

The guards felt like they were bathing in holy light; it was a nice sensation; they wished to let go and never wake up, but they knew now wasnʼt the time to be selfish; they forced their eyes open, trying to search for the enemy, however, they were not able to quickly found her until the cardinal pointed above them, Sera was floating in the air.

The cardinal finally understood that this assassin was not weak; at least she was in the Saint realm; if this was true, then it was bad news for him.

Cardinal Jean was panicking, not sure of his chance of survival; having indulged in lust every day for the past seven days, his strength was not what it used to be; at the moment, he was slightly stronger than a Grandmaster, facing a Saint realm assassin at his current level would be tantamount to suicide. How said that having sex every day was good for the health?

It is only when you donʼt abuse it; at the moment, he regretted he must have restrained himself a little bit.

Cardinal Jean quickly shook his head; there was no need to cry over spilled milk; what needed to be done now was to survive.

He tried his best to calm down his fear but failed; his voice was hurried and hoarse as he said.

”Purify, purify this heretic!”

He threw a spear made of light at Sera, who dodged. Immediately on the ground, the guards unsheathed their weapons.

Finally, Sera made a move. Her straight figure moved forward in the air.

ʼʼShadow of Death!”

Shadow began to gather around her and form a perfect copy of her.

She was walking, and so was her shadow.

The extremely cold and cruel killing intent surged like a raging tide.

Countless people among the guards flew in the air.

Sera was moving.

The shadow was also moving.

The shadow, with the perfect copy of Seraʼs actions, was a machine specially designed for killing.

The big hall turned silent, and darkness enveloped the hall again, trying to devour the only source of light inside the hall.

Then she disappeared; her shadow also mimicked her action and vanished.

Fresh blood flowed down.

The torn corpses and pieces of flesh kept falling everywhere.

Tribulationʼs face was expressionless as if she had never been as serious as she was then in her entire life. She sternly moved forward, slaughtering, looking deeply focused.

Everyone was like an ant in front of her. It didnʼt matter.

Level 50, level 70, level 80, Level 90! Level 100!

Zero (Sera) always went all out for each of her opponents.

One strike.

With only one strike, no matter who stood in front of her, the person would be turned into a splatter of flesh and blood.

She was calm and quiet, but she marched forward with an indomitable will! The will to kill. She was so accurate, so deadly that each blood splatter was a beautiful piece of art. She was like the pinnacle of what an assassin should be. Fast, accurate, and deadly.

It was a beautiful bloody party animated by one woman, the one known as Zero, the strongest assassin Elseria ever created.

ʼʼZero!!!ʼʼ Cardinal Jean mumbled as he fell on his butt, he was sacred beyond. The Pope had said one time.

ʼʼI donʼt fear assassins, but there are two assassins I feared most: Zero and Alpha. The first is dangerous; I hope she never comes for your life; if she comes, then I can only wish good luck.”

The cardinals and high priests laughed at that time because they knew those two would never dare to accept a mission to assassinate them as it would be declaring war on the Holy Crux empire, something Elseria hailed as the strongest wouldnʼt want.

And yet this nightmare was currently in front of him, slaughtering the men he painstakingly nurtured like they were cattle. They have miscalculated; the young man known as Alexander was dangerous beyond their wildest dreams. He succeeded in hiring Zero; his connection with Elseria must have made things easier, but it was his wish to hire her, and Elseria complied.

ʼDoes this means if he wished for the strongest adventurers, the Sain rank one, to join him, Elseria would accept?ʼ

Cardinal Jean thought of a certain possibility. He felt goosebumps rising all over his body. He almost choked on his breath. Heʼd sensed a sudden spike of alarm because of this thought. He must not die here; he must go back to convey this thought; he would tell the pope that they had wholly underestimated Alex; he was far more dangerous than they would imagine.

ʼʼBellad, come out!” Cardinal Jean shouted and decided to use his trump card. Every cardinal had one; it was why they were not afraid of assassination; the death knight was there.

Sera did not pursue the guards that retreated, afraid of her. She was perfectly calm as her brown eyes zeroed on a particular spot; she had been waiting for this moment.

The first plan was to lure everyone here as she had already sealed the mansion; nobody could go out or communicate with the outside world; the second step was to slaughter many, scaring the cardinal to use his final trump card, the death knight.

ʼʼFinally, you are out,ʼʼ Sera mumbled as the corners of her lips couldnʼt help but tilt upward.