City of Desire Novel Chapter 853: Assassins Clash I

Elgan Doris

Panic couldn't help but rise in my heart as I saw the glittering arc of fire coming toward .

It's a Lv. 40 attack and a powerful one at that.

Earlier, we had so doubts about whether she had really advanced into Lv. 40, but now it's clear as day that she has. Even a child could see it.

Not only has she advanced, but she is also here, and her attack is coming toward .

It filled my mind with so many questions. First among them is how they ca to know about the attack. I have been part of tens of such secret assassinations, and among them, very few gain awareness in advance.

They shouldn't have known about it; the hire-ups had been very careful in planning this, seeing how many tis Silver defeated them.

It was a matter of their reputation on the island. They have beco a laughingstock.

I would beco one as well with this failure. But I will bear it as long as I survive it,' I thought and pushed away all the distracting thoughts out of my mind.

Crescent Draw. Shadow Cut.

I activated the two skills that could save

against this attack.

Yes, I have to deal with it despite it being the last thing I want to do. I am fast; even Blava couldn't compare

to

in speed, but the attack is faster than I could dodge, and it is right in front of .

I will have to counter the attack with my dagger.

I did it before on the island; I will do it again this ti.

As I activated the skills to full power, I brought out my aura and pushed it into them. As much as I could, more than I had ever done, as my life depended on it.

My dagger moved fast, with such speed and power as it had never had.

It reached the arc that appeared in front of

and touched it. The mont, it did. I felt the power of it; it is imnse, greater than the last Lv. 40 spell, I bore.

The artifact is powerful; it's a draconic one, and the woman seed to be quite skilled in using it.

On top of that, she had used her Lv. 40 skills in the attack. Even with a powerful class and my skills, this is scary for .

A loud sound rang out, and I pushed back hard, with burn marks appearing across . If not for the Nights' Protection, I wouldn't have co out of it only with the burns.

I stopped and looked at her. She didn't move toward

as I expected, just watched

with hard, unemotional eyes.

"Surrender," she said. I didn't reply. Instead, I lded into the room and ran toward the window, pushing the massive amount of aura into the speed skill, to gain the maximum speed.

I cannot surrender, unlike the island. We didn't have prisoners that Silver needed. So, there wouldn't be an exchange; I would remain his prisoner like many others.

Our negotiations with Silver had broken down because he isn't willing to release even a single powerhouse above Lv. 30.

Therefore, I know there is no way he would release .

Not to ntion the torture I might receive, I will take my chances, and it's not like it's my first ti escaping a Lv. 40. I succeed before and will succeed now.

I need escape, and I could with my speed. I am fast, and now, I am faster than I have ever been, with the window getting closer and closer to .

I was moving toward it when I felt the aura from behind, and the next mont, another arc ca.

I saw it from the reflection in the glass of the window, and it sent a shudder deep into my soul. The arc is thinner than before, but it is radiating much more powerful energy than earlier.

A horror welled up in my heart, and I opened my mouth when I felt the searing heart at my back, before it turned to an inferno, stopping the word I was about to speak.

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Blava Moor

I saw the fiery sword coming at , filling my heart with rage but also fear.

I do not fear this attack, powerful as it may be; what I fear is people who are appearing out of nowhere.

It's unmistakable that this mission had failed.

They sohow knew we were coming and were prepared to deal with it. I don't know how they found out about it, as very few people knew about it.

I didn't even know about it until an hour before I was dispatched for the mission.

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Most of my team wasn't aware of it in detail until we reached the city and learned the exact ti just a few hours ago, and in that ti, we followed all necessary precautions.

We are a heritage assassin organization.

We have been doing such missions longer than most kingdoms have existed. Our loyalty is steadfast, and protocols are solid. So, if it is a leak, then it's not from us, but we are now paying the price for it.

We are surrounded, and we have to escape quickly, or it would be terrible.

I defended against the attack, and she shook, but it was powerful enough to force her back.

"It seed luck is favouring you whores," I spat and leaped back with the Shadow Walk and Ghosts Steps.

It is humiliating to run away again. It filled my heart with anger, not only toward these whores, but also at myself. If I had been powerful, I wouldn't have had to run away.

The news of the last ti spread quickly, and I have received ssages and letters filled with insults and jeers.

The people who couldn't dare to speak in front of

are now insulting

with prose.

I had only taken a step of retreat when I felt the auras coming out behind , and a mont later. I felt the suppressions from the aura presence skill; not one but two.

They are more powerful than I had assud they would be.

The drunk whore's aura control seed to have improved trendously compared to the last ti we had fought.

If she kept improving at such a speed, then it wouldn't take her long before she could start learning the aura thods.

I activated my own aura presence skill to defend against them, but it's hard seeing that both of them have stronger aura control than mine and are around the sa level as .

Still, I defended.

Knight Liorian had been training

hard; compared to his presence, this is light as a feather.

There is also Verven's Kiss, my precious artifact, helping

with it.

I took a few more steps when I felt the heat behind , without looking. I know, the fla breath is coming from that drunkard whore.

I could sll the liquor from it.

I spun in the air and harnessed the power from my artifact before swinging downward with my dagger and sending the icy arc toward the fire breath, before landing and continuing running forward.

I didn't look back to see whether it worked or not. I didn't need to; I know it will.

A second passed, and I sensed the spells coming toward . Earth Lances, I only looked at them, and when they reached , I dodged them before spinning once again and sending an arc against another fiery breath.

Dodging spells isn't a problem for . I am fast to begin with, and with aura and artifact, I am even quicker.

It is why it didn't take long for

to get out of the back garden of the manor. Nobody followed ; they could not follow , aside from the whore.

There is fire on her legs, helping her move fast. She is only slightly slower than I am.

I hate to admit it. If I didn't have the boost from the artifact, I wouldn't have been able to maintain this edge that I have.

She released another breath, which I had defended with an arc of frost, before moving to dodge the arrows and the spells coming at .

These bastards have positioned themselves on the roofs of the houses and are slinging attacks at .

They are not appearing in front of , knowing I would kill through them, but using the spells to attack and form obstacles to slow

down. Well, they are in for a surprise if they think it would stop .

Even the year-old initiate of Night Manor could move through these obstacles.

I dodged them as they ca, until finally I could not. One of the arrows had torn through my sleeve, giving

a shallow cut and bringing along the sharp pain.

It is not the pain of the wound, but of the skills.

"You talk so big, little assassin, but once more you are running away like the little rat that you are," mocked the whore behind.

"I am ready to fight you, filthy whore; just call back the dogs that are attacking ," I replied, dodging another flurry of attacks.

I dodge them to the best of my abilities, but so cut through. With a stone dart hitting my leg, nearly making

stumble.

"They will stop attacking you the mont you stop," she said. "First, ask them to stop," I replied, before sending another arc of frost at her.

"Fuck!" I cursed as the large lightning bolt hit .

If I had not covered myself with the heavy frost of the artifact. I would have been on the ground, struggling like a dying fish.

The power of the artifact is saving , but it is not without cost.

I am feeding it more and more aura; I need to. Without it, I wouldn't be able to defend against all the attacks coming toward .

I looked toward the city gate, which is coming closer and closer, but attacks on

are increasing as well.

So, I pushed my skill harder and fed even more aura to my artifact, but despite that, more and more injuries are appearing on my body.

I am scared, and this fear is pushing

harder to survive.

I cannot die here and will not die until I take revenge for my brother. I will survive this; they will not kill .

They have already killed or captured my n. I could not sense a single one, nor do I have hope. They were prepared for us; they will not let them escape.

Seconds passed after another, and I moved closer and closer to the gate with injuries piling up on my body.

I have beco seriously injured, and it is only because of my training and the artifact that I am still running away, defending, and dodging every attack that ca at .

As I move closer to the wall, things are getting worse fast.

They are forming the net around . I have to get out before it fully forms.

If I had been a warrior, even at a higher level than I am. I would have been dead right now. It is only due to the speed and agility of a rogue that I am alive.

It is why it shocked

so much, seeing the whore following . Nearly matching my speed, she shouldn't have been able, but she is.

I am taking twists and turns, using the alleys and houses as a shield, but she is following

through it all.

Ti passed by, and finally, I reached the wall and saw what was waiting for . It made

pale. I had expected it, but seeing it still made

shudder.

There are soldiers; hundreds of them, with many mages and archers pointing their staffs and bows toward .

Hell, even ballistas are pointing at .

"There is no way you will be able to escape, now, little assassin," said the whore from behind. "I wouldn't be so sure of that!" I replied, and the next mont, thick frost energy blasted out of .

Dark blue veins are now covering all over my body, with the temperature around

dropping so low that it would freeze a normal person.

Though that is not the worst part, the worst is the poison in it.

This is my trump card. For one, I will pay the great price for it, as it will harm the blade, which can only be healed in the essence pool of the legacy.

Night Master would not like it, but it is better than being captured or killed and letting the artifact fall into their hands.

The weapon will not be the only one bearing the cost; I will as well.

These are massive, poisonous frost energies in . There is a very good chance they will kill . Still, I am doing it because there is no choice.

"Pray your luck holds when next ti we et whore!" I said.

She opened her mouth to reply, but I shot forward with a blast of frost so powerful that it pushed the whore back hard, while icy crystals ford across her body.

The spells and arrows rained down on , but most were too slow to catch up to .

Those that reached , I dodged, before finally reaching the wall and began to run up it vertically.

Leaving a trail of frost at every step.

It didn't take long for

to reach the top, where two soldiers greeted .

They looked at

in terror; I want to make their terror absolute and kill them, but it will only waste a precious mont. So, I only smiled at them and jumped off the wall.

Promising myself to fill it with bodies when I return to it next ti.