Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 1151
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"What!?" The red-robed bald man appeared as if he saw a ghost while witnessing the bloody scene. Even the victim's soul seems to have been obliterated along with the one swing of that emerald scythe!
He instantly understood that there was someone else truly present, most likely...
'An assassin? Is another power also targeting the successor of the Falling Snow Sect!?' Many questions popped up in his mind, causing him to flinch in hesitation.
The only way he could survive was to probably retreat, but he was reluctant after coming this far. The swan meat was just behind, and as a toad, he wanted to swallow the swan in one gulp before escaping. However, the dangerous vibes he got from this bloody reaper-like assassin gave him the shivers as he couldn't gauge his cultivation base with his soul sense.
His eyes abruptly widened as he noticed.
Tanya Frostblight also looked on with absolute disbelief etched on her face.
Both of them suddenly noticed that there was a soul-body squirming in that assassin's hand and recognized it as the soul that escaped after having its fleshly body crushed by Elder Rain's ice domain techniques. Now, it was in the assassin's other hand, grasped like it was some bug-beetle trying to squirm its way out.
Abruptly, the assassin seemed to clench his hand, and the soul got crushed before it imploded, causing both of them to be taken aback. The soul body wasn't even able to let out a cry of despair, and it was as silent as nipping an ant to death.
They couldn't believe he killed two Mid-Level Eighth Stage Experts just like that!
The red-robed bald man's scalp turned numb, but he didn't let his fear show on his face, "Who are you? My Weapon Refining Villa wouldn't let you get away with this!"
"Weapon Refining Villa!?" Tanya Frostblight echoed in disbelief as she shot a look towards the red-robed bald man.
How can this be!? Is the Weapon Refining Villa trying to initiate a war between them and the Falling Snow Sect by trying to kidnap her!?
"Shut up, you wench!" The red-robed man knew he messed up but so what!?
It was either him or this assassin who was going to kidnap this sheltered top-disciple, so it didn't matter anymore if she knew anymore. Right now, he was warier of this assassin than any other adversities.
His concentration didn't even fade, but he suddenly felt a soul pressure that made his scalp turn numb!
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Fear overtook him, and his senses momentarily deteriorated from the pressure, making him fail to see the bloody reaper disappear in front of him while the drops of blood that covered its outer layer vanish along with it.
The moment he regained his senses as his essence energy entered his soul sea to relieve the pressure was when he saw an emerald glow flash in front of his eyes.
It was already too late!
*Puchi!~*
The edge of the emerald scythe plunged right through his forehead from the side before coming out! The bald man didn't even have the time to escape with his soul before the sharp edge of the scythe invaded his soul sea and shattered his soul before taking his brain matter and blood along with it before it split his head in two!
The bald man, no, the bald head flew towards the side as it fell, rolling around along with the half-brain inside it, while the man with only the lower head, brain, and entire body intact collapsed on the ground as blood sprayed on the rocky surface.
Tanya Frostblight's knees finally gave out as she fell to her butt on the ground. The gruesome way of killing made her aware of the fate she would face if she got slashed by that emerald scythe. She wasn't afraid of death, but for some reason, she was no longer able to remain indifferent to that thought as she saw the blood on the emerald scythe.
The bloody stench almost overwhelmed her senses as her eyes trembled!
'Mhmm... As always, I can rely on my assassination skills...'
Davis felt that his assassination arts were truly first-rate. Even a Mid-Level Law Sea Stage Expert didn't see his attack coming, and a High-Level Law Sea Stage Expert who saw it coming but got pressured by his sudden soul pressure wasn't even able to defend against him at that instant.
He might not have a lot of experience battling, but he did have a lot of experience in assassinating from his time in the Grand Sea Continent, acting as Dead End, who invoked terror in the hearts of numerous vile people.
The emerald scythe he held disappeared, leaving him with nothing in his hand. No blood stained his black robe, black hair, or his reddish-black reaper mask, making him appear to be an extraordinary assassin who didn't let himself be showered in the blood of his targets.
Of course, the emerald scythe he held wasn't the Grieving Emerald Scythe, but just a replica created using his seamless soul sense. Even the blade and the emerald gleam appeared real, not to mention his soul body....
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He felt that in terms of killing capacity and assassinations, it could definitely rival, no, lead the Grieving Emerald Scythe as it was just made up of his soul force that possessed the quality of being immaculate, undetectable by almost anyone of the equal stage.
Davis turned to look at Tanya Frostblight. He would've helped a maiden in distress as he didn't like to see beauties dying, but since she was his wife's friend, he felt all the more compelled to act. If Tanya Frostblight died or met with a tragic fate, he knew that it would sadden Natalya as she was a woman who placed emotions first above all.
Tanya Frostblight jerked as she retreated, her leg flailing to get back as she dragged her butt, staining her white-robe with the mountain sand, "Wait! I'll give more wealth than the person who hired you!"
Davis felt amused as he saw her terrified face. Somehow, being able to see that amused, cheerful, and in her own world expression change into one of fear had him see that the world wasn't full of happy-go-lucky cultivators. This kind of life and death situation is where their characters would change.
Perhaps, it was the first time Tanya Frostblight knew what fear was! To her, he was an existence that became terrifying than any assassin that she had seen or heard about!
Because his soul force was seamless and easily controllable to the current him, Tanya Frostblight didn't misunderstand that he was a Ninth Stage Powerhouse, nor did she know that he was Supreme Soul Stage Expert. Otherwise, he felt that she might've fainted out of fear or not able to remain sane.
Thinking all of this, Davis spoke, "I'm just a cultivator passing by, don't mind me..."
Revealing his identity would be a bit of a problem. He had saved her, and he had used his soul sense to check Elder Rain's state and saw that she had just fainted from the attack and overuse of blood essence, so Davis turned around and decisively left as there was nothing else to do.
Tanya Frostblight looked stunned, but she also appeared as if she remembered something after hearing the assassin's voice. Her eyes abruptly widened.
"Ah... It's Natalya's husband..."
Davis's body went stiff as he heard her words.
"You are Alchemist Davis, right..?"
Davis blinked.
What the fuck!? How was this woman able to recognize him with hist his voice? Even if she recognized, how was she able to connect the current him and Alchemist Davis together!?
'This is absurd!' Davis felt that he underestimated this woman's capacity to recall things. Or is it precisely because he was her friend's husband that she was able to remember his voice?
It was his fault. He didn't want to use a deep and hoarse voice as he felt that people might connect him with the Dragon Queen's Protector, but he didn't think that the person he would meet on this journey would end up recognizing him as if it was second nature to her.
Or... was it preordained, like the heavens trying to set him up again...?
Davis thought of playing it off but ended up sighing.
He turned around and asked, "How did you know that it was me?"
"Haha! Didn't I say that I would kick you if you were to treat my friend Natalya wrongly? How could I forget?-" Tanya Frostblight excitedly stood up, but her expression faded as she froze again, noticing that she had said something outrageous to a person of this caliber.
But then...
"Wait... How are you this powerful...?" Tanya Frostblight reacted as if she had just realized.
Davis's eyes twitched. This woman was in her own world again. As expected, it wasn't easy to change someone's character. He was about to say something when she reacted rather uproariously.
"Quick! Leave! Our Ancestor is on her way here! If Ancestor sees you, she'll come to know that it's you!" Tanya Frostblight walked towards him and tried to push him away, her face full of worry.
Davis became taken aback.
However, his heart warmed. This woman was rather quick on the uptake after realizing the facts. His black robe and mask should make it clear to her that he was hiding his identity. She didn't know why, but she still wanted him to leave without coming into harm.
At the same time, he felt a bit of guilt as he now came to understand that it wasn't truly some bluff, but that distress talisman was capable of calling Ancestor Tirea Snow.
Perhaps, if he didn't hand over the aphrodisiac to Ancestor Tirea Snow, Tanya Frostblight's distress call would've been answered, and his help wouldn't have been needed either. It would be just another day of the Falling Snow Sect clearing out vermin from the face of this world.
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