Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 691: Chapter 692: Not a Single One Left

The Ghost Hand, ranked fifth among the assassins, was instantly killed by Lin Chen with a single move.

This scene stunned all the assassins present.

Who was Ghost Hand? He had been a notorious old monster in the assassin world for decades and yet, he had died by Lin Chen’s hand after only one move.

Moro and the Blood King, who had just been sneak attacking Lin Chen, were so frightened that they felt their scalps go numb and began retreating.

Lin Chen brandished the Thunder Sword in his hand continuously, golden lightning descended from the sky, and fireballs rolled among the assassins, relentlessly reaping their lives.

At this moment, Lin Chen had completely gone berserk. In just a few minutes, there were already over a hundred bodies lying on the ground, charred to cinders.

Not only these, but the number of martial artists turned to ashes by Lin Chen’s Purple Flame Golden Fire was countless.

The air was permeated with the smell of charred flesh and blood, making the whole road seem as terrifying as hell itself.

At this moment, the assassins were finally afraid, their hearts filled with shock and fear.

It was known that the assassins killed by Lin Chen were all elites within their circles, yet in front of Lin Chen, they were like fish on a chopping board, utterly incapable of resistance, mercilessly slaughtered by Lin Chen.

Moro, sweating profusely, looked at Lin Chen, who was still slaughtering in the crowd, his entire back drenched.

Biting his teeth, Moro shouted to Lin Chen, ”Brother Lin Chen, we yield! We don’t want the ten billion anymore, we’ll back-off, and let you into the Peace Hotel, how about that?”

Moro’s words were quickly agreed upon by the other assassins, for money was good, but life was singular.

Without life, what good was money?

However, upon hearing Moro’s words, Lin Chen sneered coldly, ”I already gave you a chance just now, but you didn’t cherish it. Now, you think of begging for mercy, sorry, but every one of you here is going to die today!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen’s blazing flame turned another assassin into ashes.

Seeing this, the assassins’ faces suddenly turned incredibly grim.

Many of them had actually intended to profit from the chaos, hoping to reap some benefits amid the turmoil.

However, they never expected Lin Chen to be so tough to deal with.

They had assumed that once they backed off, Lin Chen would surely accept their retreat; yet, none of them had anticipated that Lin Chen would aim to kill them all.

Moro’s face twisted savagely, ”You’re too arrogant, boy! Brothers, let’s fight him!”

Under Moro’s incitement, the previously retreating assassins charged again towards Lin Chen, ready for a decisive battle to the death.

The Blood King and Moro, both employing their master skills, launched fierce attacks on Lin Chen.

The road witnessed a new bout of carnage as Lin Chen fought his way to the entrance of the Peace Hotel, leaving only roasted corpses behind him.

The only ones alive were the Blood King and Moro.

The two exchanged glances, and the Blood King spoke in a deep tone to Moro, ”Let’s do this together and fight this kid to the death.”

Moro nodded and replied, ”Right, even if we die, we can’t let this kid get away easily.”

”Kill!”

The two almost simultaneously roared loudly, yet rather than charging at Lin Chen, they both rushed toward the Peace Hotel.

At this moment, both were truly terrified by Lin Chen; they thought him a devil, as charging at him meant certain death, while escaping into the Peace Hotel offered them a slim chance of survival.

However, just then, they suddenly felt numbness under their feet and found themselves frozen in place.

”Did you think you could escape?” a cold voice said.

Both turned pale and trembled as they looked down to see golden chains wrapped around their ankles.

”Lin Chen, spare me, I’m willing to be your servant for life!” Moro’s voice trembled.

”I will acknowledge you as my master, just let me go,” pleaded the Blood King.

Lin Chen slowly walked towards the two, ”By accepting the task to kill me, your fates were sealed. Today, you must die here.”

As his words fell, Lin Chen waved his hand, and a streak of lightning shot straight towards Moro.

”Damn it!”

Moro’s face drastically changed as he tried to lift the iron rod in his hand to defend himself, but he found that his entire body was immobile.

”Ah!” Accompanied by a scream, Moro was struck by the lightning and turned into ashes.

”I will fight you with all I’ve got!” Blood King roared, his body violently swelling as blood radiance surged around him.

Lin Chen snorted coldly, and the Purple Flame Golden Fire in his hand instantly engulfed the Blood King.

At this moment, everyone inside the Peace Hotel and those watching the battle were shocked.

Lin Chen was simply too powerful, powerfully enough to strike fear into others.

This seemingly fragile young man had erupted with such astonishing combat power.

The carnage Lin Chen wrought today made the blood-stained assassins tremble.

This young man was not a mere lamb to the slaughter but a terrifying, bloodthirsty devil.

The assassins within the Peace Hotel, watching Lin Chen slowly ascend the steps, could not help but feel secretly relieved that they had not attacked him.

At that moment, the cup in Hei Ze’s hand inside the Peace Hotel fell to the ground, his face pallid and his body trembling.

”This is impossible, how could this boy have killed over four hundred elite assassins alone?”

However, Lin Chen had already entered the hotel, his gaze icy as he stared at Hei Ze.

Seeing the murderous look in Lin Chen’s eyes, Hei Ze was afraid. He pointed at Lin Chen, ”This is the Peace Hotel, you can’t kill me here.”

Lin Chen walked towards Hei Ze step by step, ”I am here to take back my compensation, the Stone of Life.”

Hei Ze’s face was pale; he had never intended to hand over the Stone of Life to Lin Chen, as he had counted on him to die.

Unexpectedly, not only did Lin Chen not die, but he also killed everyone and walked into the Peace Hotel.

Now Hei Ze was in a dilemma; he could not give the Stone of Life to Lin Chen, but if he breached the contract, he would be hunted by the Assassin’s Guild.

Hei Ze now understood the feeling of shooting oneself in the foot.

Lin Chen sat opposite Hei Ze and said indifferently, ”Where is my Stone of Life?”

Hei Ze awkwardly said, ”I don’t have it on me.”

”What did you say!” Lin Chen suddenly stood up and grabbed Hei Ze.

At this moment, a waiter came over, ”Sir, you should know the rules of our Peace Hotel, we do not allow fighting or killing here.”

Lin Chen nodded and threw Hei Ze on the sofa.

At that moment, a flash of golden light in his eyes rendered Hei Ze’s expression bewildered.

”Hand over the Stone of Life,” Lin Chen said coldly.

Hei Ze, with a dazed look in his eyes, took the Stone of Life out of his pocket and handed it to Lin Chen.

As he took the Stone of Life, Lin Chen felt a warm sensation.

”Stone of Life, I have finally found you,” Lin Chen thought ecstatically.

But just then, Hei Ze suddenly clutched his throat, his face violently contorting as he spat out black blood and fell to the ground, dead.

And at the moment Hei Ze fell, the bright red Stone of Life turned into ashes.