Book 2: Chapter 51: Matters would always have unexpected turns (3)

Book 2: Chapter 51: Matters would always have unexpected turns (3)

With an extremely ugly expression on his face, [Number 1] gritted his teeth and said: “Do you think that you’ll be able to defeat me by holding on to two pieces of rocks?”

“How would I know without trying?” I replied with a sneer before tossing the rocks in my hand forcefully towards [Number 1].

“Whoosh!”

Just like bullets, the rocks shrilled through the air as they shot towards [Number 1]’s chest.

“Shadow step!”

Knowing that he was incapable of facing those rocks head-on after seeing their incoming speed, [Number 1]’s face turned serious as he roared out in response. In an instant, he transformed into a completely black state once again, causing the rocks to pass through him. With a bang, half-meter deep dents were formed as the rocks smashed against the metal wall behind.

Once again unharmed, [Number 1] reappeared not far away, though his face turned into a shade of green after seeing the dents on the wall.

“I’ve said that you’ll not be able to hit me.”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!”

Before [Number 1] could finish his statement, three more stones bringing along the might of a storm proceeded to hurtle over. The directions the stones flew out in weren’t wide nor near him, but were just enough to seal off all possible directions that [Number 1] could escape to.

“Shadow Evasion!”

[Number 1] roared out once again, his body started to melt and transform into a pool of black liquid that quickly seeped and disappeared between the cracks of the shattered rocks on the ground. With their target disappearing, the flying rocks struck thin air, though they still created sizable damage to the wall behind.

“What’s the matter...” Tossing the rocks in my hands lightly into the air, I started to show my ridicule towards the empty staircase: “Since I’m unable to hit you, why the hell are you running?”

“I’m not running.’

All of a sudden, a voice laced with killing intent rang out from behind me. As the voice appeared, alarm bells started ringing within my heart. My innate danger perception caused me to instinctively tilt my body slightly to the right. Nevertheless, I was still cut by the sudden reappearance of [Number 1].

This fellow’s aiming for my heart.

After suffering such a big loss, it’s impossible for me to let him off easily. Rapidly turning around, I sent my right fist hurtling towards my back.

Nevertheless, [Number 1] had already retreated rapidly from there.

After being played around so many times by [Number 1], I could already make some approximate guesses to his actions. Knowing that he would retreat, I relaxed my fist, sending two rocks flying out towards [Number 1].

“Dammit.”

Having already used his Qi for the earlier attack, [Number 1] was in the midst of rebuilding his Qi flow, causing him to be incapable of evading the incoming rocks.

“Shadow step.” Seeing no way out of this, [Number 1] naturally had no choice but to use his martial arts, transforming into a jet black shadow once again. Passing through the shadow, the rocks smashed against the wall behind, creating a massive bang and more destruction.

[Number 1] coughed out another large mouthful of blood, before stuttering as he said:

“......”

[Number 1]’s breathing grew increasingly weak. Light proceeded to fade away from his hatred-filled eyes before they slowly closed shut.

Taking my foot off [Number 1]’s chest, the surroundings suddenly turned quiet.

I was unable to reply to that, I scratched my head while asking the near-dead [Number 1]: “Then go and grieve alone, I’ll be going first.”

Just as I was about to turn around and walk off, the seemingly dead [Number 1] suddenly sat upright while opening his eyes as wide as saucers.

“What...what’s the matter? Are you trying to become a zombie?” I jumped back in fright towards [Number 1]’s sudden zombie-like actions. Hastily making a cross sign with my hand, I quickly made a stance to wade off devils and demons before speaking out in a trembling voice.

[Number 1] shot a death stare at me while mouthing off one word at a time: “Help me kill Wilkis.”

He sounded as though he would continue battling against me if I didn’t accept his request.

“Okay okay. I’ll kill him if I get the chance.”

I’ve no choice but to accept for the sake of preventing curses from turning into hauntings.

After hearing my reply, [Number 1] gave a slight nod before lying back down.

I cautiously gave [Number 1] a tap with my feet. Only after discovering that the latter had already passed away did I breathe a sigh of relief.

“That scared the hell out of me. So it’s just an end-of-life rally. I thought that he had really managed to become a zombie. It’s ironic that he’s still able to keep an act of loyalty towards Wilkis despite hating the latter. He doesn’t even have that much hatred towards me, the person that had clearly ended his life.”

Looking at [Number 1], who still had hatred present on his face, I could not help but to give a sigh.

“Okay. It’s time for me to go.”

Taking a bit of time to arrange my tattered clothes, I could see that most of my wounds have already healed, with the two deepest wounds in the process of closing up. Nevertheless, it’s alright as long as they don’t affect my movement. At this moment, the most important thing I need to do is to complete the mission of placing the scrolls.

It’s likely that Eleanor and the others have already fallen into the auction house master’s trap. However, with Weir having already gone over to inform them, there will be no use for me to head over and do the same thing. May as well set those scrolls so we can have an edge against the auction house, right.

Okay, let’s do that.

Just as I prepared myself to jump to the 2nd level, the space within the staircase suddenly started to distort, and then an extremely irritated voice rang out from within.

“Sigh. Sir Hadecaien’s really too cautious. Although he had clearly guessed that Wilkis was just being exaggerated, he still ended up sending me here. Sigh~ I give up. I’ll just make sure to charge Wilkis a good deal for this. I just so happen to be a bit tight on my pockets.”

These...are spatial transmission fluctuations. God knows how many spatial transmissions I’ve experienced before. Naturally, it’s impossible for me to make a mistake. After all, my mother had always brought me around using this method.

However, after hearing that voice that was brimming with extreme irritation, all of the hairs on my skin immediately stood on their ends, while the feeling of life-or-death started to wrap around my heart.

Saint rank expert! Furthermore...it’s an enemy!