The decisive battle between Heaven and the Underworld shocked the world, drawing the attention of numerous factions and organizations.
Both were assassin syndicates that had competed for over a century, engaging in constant covert and overt struggles. But an all-out war? This was the first time.
Sssshhhhk!
A long blade whistled through the air, leaving a narrow, razor-thin scar in its wake.
Several martial artists clad in Underworld attire were cleaved in half at the waist.
Blood spread across the entire island.
Corpses littered the ground, covering every inch.
There was no escape.
Slaugh, gripping his massive European-style greatsword, revealed a cruel smile.
As an assassin, only in slaughter could one awaken their bloodthirsty instincts.
In just ten minutes, this island—occupied by the Underworld for a century—had turned into a living hell.
Bones piled high, rivers of blood flowing.
"Lord Slaugh, the Underworld forces on this island have been wiped out."
An S-rank assassin, hefting a heavy rifle, blew on the still-smoking barrel and spoke casually.
Slaugh wrapped a cloth strip around a wound on his arm, his expression disdainful.
"Pathetic. The so-called King of the Five Offices of the Ten Palaces was nothing more than this."
Not far from Slaugh, on a jagged reef, lay a martial artist in a crimson cape. His chest had been split open, entrails spilling onto the blood-soaked ground.
"Songchong Island has fallen."
Heaven Organization Headquarters.
An Yi, staring at the ever-calm Shaliel, smirked and asked, "Why did Slaugh launch a surprise attack on Songchong Island? What’s going on?"
Earlier that day, one of the Underworld’s islands had been overrun.
The perpetrator? Slaugh himself.
An Yi never expected Songchong Island to fall so quickly.
"Hah, didn’t see that coming, did you? This operation had to be kept secret—no fanfare. It was all part of the plan."
Shaliel smiled warmly, running his fingers through his golden hair, his grin growing increasingly sinister.
"Since we’ve decided to move against the Underworld, the bigger the spectacle, the better. The King of the Five Offices is the weakest among the Ten Palaces. He was the perfect first target."
A cold glint flickered deep in An Yi’s eyes.
He had thought that by infiltrating the highest ranks of leadership, he could control the direction of the entire Heaven Organization.
Yet, even a major operation like the ambush on Songchong Island had been kept from him.
"Lord Shaliel’s wisdom is unparalleled. This sudden strike must have left the Underworld reeling."
An Yi smoothly laid on the flattery.
Shaliel chuckled. "Now that you’re one of the Twelve Seats, we’re equals. No need to call me ‘Lord’ anymore."
"Gratitude is not so easily forgotten. How could Luke ever disregard your kindness?"
An Yi replied casually.
Shaliel’s emerald eyes gleamed as he grinned. "Impressive. I thought a cold-blooded loner like you would stay arrogant forever. Didn’t expect you to actually feel gratitude."
Hearing this, An Yi narrowed his eyes.
Something was off about his persona.
"Luke repays debts and grudges alike. I’ll remember Shaliel’s favor, but if we ever become enemies, I won’t hold back."
An Yi spoke leisurely.
In his mind, the memories of "Ghostface Luke" were filled with the urge to pummel this perpetually smiling, Apollo-like pretty boy to death.
"Tch. I thought you’d changed."
Shaliel remained unfazed, smiling faintly. "The Underworld’s Lord, Lin Lan, has gone missing. But if I’m not mistaken, he’s likely on Huiming Island."
Huiming Island was the Underworld’s second-largest stronghold after their main headquarters.
Guarded by the foremost of the Ten Kings of Hell—King Qinguang—it was teeming with Ghost Enforcers and Ghost Generals, making it an impregnable fortress.
An Yi nodded. "Then it’ll probably be the last target."
Shaliel’s smile widened. "No. To crush the enemy, strike their leader first. I’ve already sent Raphael to Huiming Island. Getting that guy to move wasn’t easy."
An Yi’s expression shifted imperceptibly.
He had thought there was still time, but this scheming bastard had already deployed Raphael.
"Kamel, Ariel, and Eremiel have also been dispatched."
Shaliel gazed at An Yi and added leisurely, "Gabriel, your mission is next."
A chill ran down An Yi’s spine, but his lips curled into a grin. "Hah! My axe has been itching to taste blood."
Shaliel truly lived up to his reputation as Heaven’s strategist.
Every assignment, every deployment, every ambush—meticulously planned.
"You’ll head to King Biancheng’s Chunnan Island. While you’re at it, take King Zhuanlun and King Songdi’s territories too." Shaliel smiled.
"Didn’t King Biancheng and the others already die?"
An Yi feigned confusion.
This was intel he’d only learned after infiltrating Heaven’s upper echelons.
The Underworld had suffered internal strife—King Chujiang, leading King Biancheng, King Songdi, and King Zhuanlun in a coup, had fallen into a trap set by Lord Lin Lan. They were sealed in the main hall and obliterated by spirit-fire explosives.
"Without their leaders, those three islands are in disarray. No need to waste our Twelve Chiefs’ efforts."
Shaliel’s tone was light. "I don’t fight battles I can’t win. Sending you to round up these headless chickens is the most efficient move. To annihilate the Underworld, we must act swiftly."
An Yi’s heart sank.
Had he not overheard Shaliel’s plans today, the man might have succeeded.
The Underworld’s Ten Kings of Hell were already outmatched by Heaven’s Twelve Chiefs. With four kings lost to infighting, they stood no chance against Heaven’s lightning-fast assault.
"But if all our forces are deployed, what about Heaven’s defenses?"
An Yi suddenly spotted a flaw.
A plan to "relieve the besieged by attacking the home base" formed in his mind.
Shaliel chuckled. "That’s where I come in. I never take unnecessary risks. Every soldier in Heaven has been mobilized."
An Yi: "..."
He’d almost forgotten—this guy’s strength was second only to Raphael.
From Ghostface Luke’s memories, Shaliel would never recklessly leave their headquarters vulnerable.
And if he recalled correctly, the man had also struck a deal with the Ghost Carvers.
This was going to be tough.
"Old Lin, Huiming Island—the sooner the better. Raphael has already launched his attack."
An Yi’s voice was icy.
Qin Yao was with Lin Lan. If nothing went wrong, they were both on Huiming Island right now.
Lin Chen’s eyes turned frigid, energy surging around him.
He hadn’t expected Heaven to strike so swiftly, moving straight for Huiming Island to confront King Qinguang, the Underworld’s strongest.
Raphael’s power was terrifying—he was Heaven’s top combatant. King Qinguang, meanwhile, was the Underworld’s mightiest warrior.
No one could predict the outcome of their clash.
But Shaliel wouldn’t send Raphael unless he was certain of victory.
The result was obvious.
If he and Lin Chen arrived in time, they might still avert disaster.
"No. You go to Chunnan Island."
Lin Chen forced himself to stay calm as he spoke.
An Yi frowned. "Why?"
Lin Chen steadied his breathing and said firmly, "Knowing that woman, the chances of her being on Huiming Island are slim."
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