"You... Demon!" The assassin snapped in rage. To think he forgot about this brat ability make his last hope shattered. Without further ado, his sword that stabbed in brat's brain slashed downward.
In front of the assassin sword, Desmond's body became like tofu; the sword split his head apart and cutting his neck until it reached his chest before the sound of collision between hard surface and steel was heard again.
When the assassin heard that sound again, he was fuming in anger. His left foot that sticks to Desmond's heart was pulled out and kicked again, aiming at Desmond's heart.
But before that happen, his expression changed to livid upon seeing a hand caught his left foot and his sword.
On the other side, Desmond consciousness managed to move his arms, preventing further damage to his body. He tried to speak but found his mouth already split apart.
The grip on his hand broke the sword edge into fragments while Desmond poured the remaining power in his other hand to break the bone on the assassin foot.
*crack*
The sound of cracking was heard along with a pained cry from the assassin. The assassin let go of his grip on the sword hilt while staggering his body backwards and holding his left foot.
When the assassin saw the brat's body still standing with his upper body split while some of his blood risen like a small tentacle that was making a structure of the remaining body like a spider web and regenerating his new skin, he cannot focus his mind and then he fell down with his butt touched the ground.
Glancing at the brat, he hurriedly trying to escape while bearing the pain on his left foot. The scene that was he witness like a horror story in his childhood memories.
The dome was still tranquil with only the sound of bubbling like came from Desmond body, and the ragged breath was heard from the assassin that was running toward the exit, and sweat began pouring down on his back.
When his body almost reached the exit, tears dripping down from the corner of his eyes; he was grateful to be alive and immediately increased his speed even when some blood dripping out from his left ankle.
The fearless assassin, struggling in the series of chains of power of politics and was trained to be merely a tool was no more, only replaced by a human with the feeling of being grateful to be alive.
At this moment, when his feet only need one step to reach the exit, he even forgets his mission only wanted to back, feeling to enjoy the rest of his life.
*bang*
When he arrived at the exit with his face facing the corridor, the assassin suddenly felt an immense pain from his bottom part. With the face paled as a sheet, his eyes slowly glanced downward and found a small hole managed to pierced his knee.
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At the same time, a sound of bone dropping was heard; when the assassin shifted his attention forward, he found the fragments of his knee were shattered in the ground.
His body staggered for a moment before fall forward, with his face hit the ground, making a nosebleed. When he almost fainted, his will to live burning in his heart, and he tried to crawl to the way out with his hands.
*step* *step*
Suddenly the sound of footsteps was heard, accompanied by the burst of cold wind bowling toward the exit. " You're sinner, taking many innocent lives. Leaving you alive is the same as leaving a wolf among the flock of sheep. " a horse-cold voice sounded in the ears of the assassin.
Meanwhile, Desmond approached the assassin with his blood still forming the structure of his upper head. He looked down on the lifeless assassin and stomping his feet toward him.
*splash*
With his strength, the assassin waist burs out like a watermelon. The sign of life in the assassin dimmed down along with his hand fell forward.
As soon as the assassin hands fell, Desmond waited for a moment before a transparent screen appeared in his view. His mouth let out a breath of exhaustion while his stiffened shoulder immediately relaxed.
Looking at the situation, not only he succeeded killed all of the assassins, but he also gained an inheritance from the dragon slayer class. When compared to the benefit and loss, it was balanced with his body showing signs of over-exhausted.
The cell looked like it cried in agony while the bones produced the sound of cracking. His eyes also spotted his outer skin in the few parts of his body was peeled, showing his inner flesh that twitching and bleeding.
"Status," Desmond muttered weakly, with his body keep advancing forward. He barely managed to restrain his consciousness from fainting.
[Scanning Host Body…]
[Scan Complete!]
[
-Status-
Name: Desmond
Gender: Male
Age: 10 years
Race: ???
Class: -
Occupation: None
Unique Energy: 0.00/52.78
Strength: 28.96 ( 115.84 ⇈ )
Agility: 21.51 ( 86.04 ⇈ )
Stamina: 0.001/10.43
Dragon Essence : 0
Active Skills :
- Power Boost
- Body Enhancement x4
]
When his eyes noticed the amount left of his stamina, he laughed dryly. The view in front of him was almost surrounded by darkness; he looked at the surrounding like a vignette covering his eyes.
After his body leaves the dome, the sunlight welcomed him with the warm wind breeze sweeping his long hair.
Desmond keeps moving, but his body was exhausted after several steps, and he fell to the ground. Even after he mustered his power, his body did not budge; his eyes lid already trying to close his view, but his will managed to glare at the surrounding.
Looking at the small pond beside him and bushes covering the area with the trees blocking the sunlight to directly enter his eyes, his consciousness slowly sank into the darkness.
After Desmond was unconscious, the birds hanging on the tree flapped their wings and landed on his back while some ants were trying to poke his face.
Not far from his location, the sound of someone casting a spell was heard along with the battle cry from humans. If Desmond managed to take a few more steps, maybe his body will be lying on the ground of the battlefield.
Suddenly the animals around Desmond's body scattered in panic. When all of the animals were gone, a shadow overlapping his body, the shadow looked like a human whose long hair fluttered in mid-air.
The person's face was blocked by the shadow from the sunlight; when the person saw Desmond's body, it only showed its white tooth, and it carried his body on its back.
"Young master..." the person spoke while its body slowly heading toward the carriage on the battlefield.
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