Global Abyss: My Skills Can Enhance Infinitely - Chapter 1198 - 853 Assassin Saint_3

Chapter 1198: Chapter 853 Assassin Saint_3

A terrifying energy mixed with the aura of pollution surged within, with strands of highly compressed brilliance blossoming from the cracks, as if it could explode at any moment.

However, the next moment, accompanied by a light chuckle, those cracks seemed to freeze.

“Originally, I intended to watch Ming River and see that one’s elegance, but I didn’t expect to stumble upon such a good show…”

The duel space of the Star Killer was like paper, directly grasped by a hand, tearing apart the entire fog as if unveiling a curtain.

A mysterious figure, whose features were obscure and indistinct, slowly descended from the sky, a vast Holy Might permeating the entire Star Curtain Space.

Endless Holy Light cascaded down, transforming the entire space as if into a Holy Domain.

With the brightening of the space and the filling of the Holy Might, this mysterious and sacred figure slowly descended beside the frozen Xing Hui amidst a faint holy hymn.

“As a tool, you should have the awareness of one. If you do not cooperate, who will ever stand up for your Xing Family in the future?”

The mysterious figure casually waved a hand.

Xing Hui couldn’t utter a word before shattering with a roar!

The accumulated energy inside, under the powerful suppression of Sacred Intent, didn’t cause even the slightest explosion, instead being continuously compressed and collapsed into a ball of light, landing in the hands of the Saint.

This sudden change left both the Star Killer and Xuan Gui dumbfounded.

Was there really a Saint personally dealing with this son-in-law of the Suns?

Isn’t this ridiculous! Isn’t this setting us up!

Ming River? Waiting for what Ming River?

He left long ago!

Xuan Gui quickly withdrew his Dual Blades, putting down the impostor that was under attack, secretly grateful he didn’t act as an assassin earlier.

Simultaneously, they were both inwardly lamenting; who would have thought such an unexpected change would happen during what was supposed to be a smooth mission!

But before a Saint, they too abandoned all resistance, bowing in greeting.

“Greetings to the Saint.”

The Star Killer then awkwardly began explaining,

“We were acting on orders from the headquarters, worried that the ancestor of Ming River would hold us accountable, so we took this desperate measure. We kindly ask the Saint for understanding.”

This was actually also the reason Xuan Gui held back slightly after taking action; they didn’t want to push things too far!

This situation originated after all with the impostor borrowing a title; piercing the guise by their side would seem essentially appropriate.

“Indeed, that makes sense, but your desire for the Sacred Object in our hands, that was not the instruction from your headquarters. If it was, then we might have to have a good conversation about it.”

The mysterious Saint sneered, without revealing their identity, nor commenting on the Assassin’s League’s intent to clear their name, only casually addressing the Star Killer’s previous intentions towards the Sacred Object.

Strength is the power of speech!

Even though the forces behind the Assassin’s League are formidable enough to make many forces wary, in front of a Saint, a mere excuse can still completely dominate the situation!

If there were no Saint, the Star Killer and Xuan Gui could have teamed up and taken it, just like that.

With them impersonating our Assassin’s League first, wouldn’t it make sense for us to exact some revenge?

Back then, Tao Yu under the name ’Teng Lianghong’ had even killed an Inspector, and ultimately it ended without consequence, just because there was a pretext.

Th𝙞𝖘 𝕔hа̄p𝙩ꬲr 𝘪ṡ p𝖔𝕤τ𝑒𝕕 b𝙮 Ⱪ𝚤ţℯȠ𝘰𝕧℮𝐥

If one’s power is strong enough, it will work even without reason, let alone that the Star Killer had indeed provided leverage prior…

How could this task lure out a Saint!

This is beyond our expectations…

“Everything is at the Saint’s discretion…”

The Star Killer bowed his head awkwardly, daring not to refute further…

——

Seeing the states of the three, the mysterious Saint also nodded.

“It seems that you really didn’t know what was happening, arranging for an impostor to swindle people like this, quite convincingly.”

He was now also certain that the other party had no idea about the disappearance of Hei Ling, nor the intelligence regarding Ming River’s potential reappearance, definitely not enough to fool a Catastrophe Level.

It was simply the Assassin’s League not wanting to take the blame.

Then, he glanced at the Rotating Tomb Avatar of Tao Yu, nodding as he said,

“However, I am a bit curious, how you managed to perfectly mimic aspects related to Tao Yu’s profile, whether it’s the currencies he once purchased or his pursuit of skills; you’ve successfully misled us. Can you explain why?”

Upon hearing this, Tao Yu immediately replied,

“He had a Duel Space, and back when I was in the State Capital trying to recruit into an organization, I happened to know quite a bit.”

Upon hearing this entirely logical response, the mysterious Saint made a decision.

“I see…, since both parties have karma in this incident, it shall be resolved here. This Saint decides…”

However, the next moment, the surrounding time and space began to distort, as if freezing!

In that brief moment of temporal distortion, an astonishing killing intent swept through.

That first trace of killing intent, as if from the dawn of creation, filled with destruction, a savage and brutal Sword Intent just flashed.

A muffled groan resounded in the void.

Boom~

The entire space enclosed by the Starry Sky Ball shattered upon hearing, and two bodies emanating Holy Might appeared out of thin air in the void, with Holy Blood filled with corrosiveness staining the sky!

As the Starry Sky Ball shattered, it seemed the World Will began to focus on this place!

A heavy will began to descend, and everyone felt an incomparable sense of oppression.

In the heavens, the original mysterious Saint, upon seeing the suddenly falling bodies, without a moment’s pause, shielded by the descending World Will, instantly transformed into a stream of light and retreated far away.

Even under the terrible pressure of the World Will, a chillingly cold and shrill voice was heard.

“Assassin’s League! This Saint remembers this time!”

Boom~

The residual sword marks seemed to still linger in the sky, as the World Will began its patchwork, driving away this trace of Sword Intent.