In the midst of the heavy silence, the assassins exchanged glances.0

Then, one of them said quietly, “This is Owl. Commence elimination of the rebels.”0

With that, the assassins dispersed all at once. Their movements felt like they were testing the waters, trying to bait a reaction out of Davey by exposing small openings.0

The surroundings were quiet—no one was around to witness what was about to unfold. Once the decision was made, there was no room for hesitation.0

“Be careful. It’s likely an artifact.”0

“There’s no mana coming off him, so his physical body probably doesn’t have any special power.”0

After quickly analyzing Davey, they came at him from multiple angles, aiming directly at his vital points.0

Boom!!!0

Heart from the back. Collarbone. Spleen. 0

Their precise strikes gave away the fact that it wasn’t their first time killing someone. They weren’t leaving room for even the smallest variable.0

Their eyes held complete certainty as their blades landed on his body. 0

Boom!!!0

However, what burst out from his body wasn’t flesh or blood—it was black smoke.0

“What the?!”0

Caught off guard, the assassins tried to pull back in a hurry.0

But one of the three failed to escape.0

As the black smoke cleared and blocked their vision, Davey emerged from the rear and grabbed one of them by the back of the head, freezing him in place.0

“I’ve always wanted to try this, you bastards,” he spat coldly...0