The Real Killer

The shadow behind Luo Lun twisted inconspicuously.

Without hesitation, Luo Lun swept a whip kick behind her.

The whip kick tore through the air like a battering ram. As the fierce wind struck, Ned immediately shrank back into the shadows.

True, if his dagger could inflict a wound on Luo Lun, the terrifying poison would certainly cause her no small amount of trouble... but if he failed to dodge in time and was struck by that immensely powerful whip kick, he would have no chance of survival. He could calculate these odds clearly enough.

After being heavily injured by that elven swordsman previously, he had come to value his life even more.

The dagger in Finn's hand flew straight at her face. Luo Lun tilted her head slightly, and the cold gleam brushed past her temples. Another longsword appeared in Finn's hand as he charged straight ahead.

His speed was incredibly fast, and his posture was pressed extremely low. From Luo Lun's perspective, Finn's chest was practically glued to the ground, his figure resembling a venomous snake slithering rapidly across the earth.

Swish—

A diagonal slash from the bottom up flashed like a streak of white lightning.

Luo Lun retreated just in time, but a moderately deep wound was still carved into her abdomen, and fresh blood trickled out.

Expressionless, Luo Lun gathered her magic power and stopped the bleeding from her abdomen.

Ned's figure appeared beside Luo Lun.

"It would have been better if it were coated in poison," Ned said in a hoarse voice, glancing at the longsword in Finn's hand.

"That would affect the handling, and then I wouldn't have been able to hurt her," Finn scoffed disdainfully. "Don't compare your gutter tricks to my skills... They might work on some small fry, but they are absolutely nothing in front of a true powerhouse."

To Finn's surprise, Ned did not refute his words, but instead nodded in deep agreement.

Finn: "Let's deal with this one in front of us first."

Ned: "She can't escape."

In the surrounding darkness, several blinding points of light suddenly flared up. Following that, several magical attacks—scorching, freezing, or twisting to tear the air apart—were hurled toward Luo Lun.

"Tsk." Luo Lun stomped a deep crater into the ground, her body shooting backward like a bolt released from a crossbow.

Boom—

The spot where she had been standing was overturned by violent magic power, sending dirt and crushed stone splattering like a torrential rain.

At the same time, several streaks of fiery light chased after Luo Lun.

Whoosh—

Mid-air, Luo Lun twisted her waist and threw a punch. A visible, violent burst of qi was blasted out, causing the flames to explode in the sky like brilliant fireworks.

Those mages were far away, and there were also archers lying in ambush in the dark.

Luo Lun felt a headache coming on. Although her strength was formidable, with Finn and Ned joining forces, she couldn't widen the gap much and wouldn't be able to do anything to them in the short term.

The thought of retreating had already sprouted in Luo Lun's mind.

Running when you can't win... This was the most normal thing to do; only an idiot would fight head-on to the bitter end.

Scanning the surroundings with eyes like a falcon, Luo Lun quickly found a gap in the encirclement.

Leaving no time for overthinking, Luo Lun's figure dashed in that direction like a gale.

Finn and Ned did not come over to intercept her.

By the time Luo Lun realized something was wrong, it was too late. A complex magic array lit up with a yellow halo beneath Luo Lun's feet.

Although Luo Lun immediately retreated at full speed, the magic array followed her feet like a shadow.

Buzz—

The magic array activated, and an invisible, crushing force descended with a crash. A terrifying gravity pressed down on Luo Lun, causing her spine to bend instantly and her feet to sink several inches into the ground.

Luo Lun felt as if every muscle and bone had been filled with heavy molten lead; even lifting her hand was extremely difficult.

Seeing that Luo Lun had fallen into the trap, a vicious glint flashed in Finn's eyes. He immediately repeated his old trick, his body turning into a streak of light as he launched an attack at Luo Lun with his longsword, this time aiming straight for her throat.

Clang—

In the nick of time, Luo Lun's palm still accurately struck the spine of the sword, shattering the blade from the middle. Luo Lun then threw another punch at Finn's chest. Finn raised his hands in a panic to block, but his body was sent flying backward for over dozens of meters, his feet carving two conspicuous trails in the ground before he managed to stand firm, looking somewhat wretched.

"What a monster," Finn spat out a mouthful of blood. His arms hung limply; it was unknown how many pieces they had been shattered into.

Gritting her teeth, Luo Lun slowly straightened her body. "Compared to the pressure under a waterfall hundreds of meters high, this little bit of gravity is absolutely nothing."

But soon, a healing spell landed on Finn, and amidst a burst of twisting, his arms were restored to their original state.

To deal with Luo Lun this time, they had made foolproof preparations.

Both he and Ned were top-tier existences among high-rank assassins... while Luo Lun had reached an even higher realm.

However, enough ants can bite an elephant to death.

Ned had already noticed that Luo Lun was not without exhaustion during this process.

Even though she possessed terrifying explosive power in close combat, as long as they maintained a good distance and slowly wore her down, they would eventually drain her completely... The hunting net was tightening.

Although Luo Lun's strength was somewhat beyond expectations, everything was still under control.

They had gathered all the available personnel from the elven race this time; it was impossible to let her escape again.

As long as they eliminated Luo Lun, there would be no more obstacles to their ambitions.

"Attack!"

With Ned's command, several more figures stepped out from the darkness, moving to surround Luo Lun.

Luo Lun could see the fear on their faces, but they must have all been poisoned by Ned. If they fled, it would only be a dead end; they might as well risk it all here...

Without expending too much effort, those guys quickly turned into a scattered field of corpses.

But a very shallow scar had also appeared on her body.

The wound began to rapidly turn black; the poison concocted by Ned was swiftly invading her body.

Luo Lun's body swayed slightly, feeling somewhat drained of strength.

"She's failing. Keep attacking," Ned continued to issue orders coldly.

Another group of people slowly emerged from the darkness. Luo Lun's previous fierce performance had not deterred them.

"You really are a born killer," Finn praised.

Ned glanced at Finn. "The matter isn't resolved yet."

The second batch of assassins quickly turned into cold corpses on the ground as well. Luo Lun's performance remained extremely dominant... but this time, three more wounds were added to her body.

Ned watched this scene expressionlessly. He knew he had already won.

He was not good at combat, but he was good at killing.

Luo Lun was indeed the strongest opponent he had ever defeated... Although she was strong, she was not considered smart and would be bound by many of her own boring beliefs. She relied on her strength to sit in her current position, and she did not lack combat experience, but she was still too young.

She was not fit to lead a group of assassins.

There was not much joy in Ned's heart. In his eyes, all of this was destined.

If it were that elven swordsman... he wondered if they would do better than her.