Chapter 785: Chapter 529, Rune’s Death_1
The Shadow Assassin didn’t dare hesitate.
She abruptly withdrew the dagger from her hand, just as she was about to stab a few more times.
However, a doubt was spawned within her.
How come the person on the bed didn’t bleed or struggle at all?
The serrated edge of the dagger should have drawn the blood as it sunk, but there was not a single drop of blood!
Just as she hesitated,
A searing sense of danger suddenly assaulted her.
Looking down, she saw a ring of fire spreading from the body of the person lying on the bed.
The Shadow Assassin twisted her body and tried to escape, but it was already too late.
The flames instantly blasted her away, spreading along her body in a stream of fire.
The Shadow Assassin clumsily crawled herself up, taking out a bottle of powder from her arms and sprinkling it on herself.
The burning fire quickly extinguished, but large patches of burn marks were still left on her skin.
Under the illumination of the fire, she could now see the person on the bed clearly.
A wrinkled and sallow creature.
No, to be precise, an undead.
No wonder there was no response from it when she struck.
The surrounding noise increased, and a large number of silhouettes carrying torches were flocking here.
The Shadow Assassin did not delay and reached for her scroll to escape immediately.
The Array spread under her feet.
At the same time, fireballs, bullets, and a golden liquid behemoth, were shooting toward her.
There was not enough time.
The Shadow Assassin abruptly disrupted the Array and dodged the incoming attacks.
She immediately jumped high to one side.
As she moved away from the light of the fire, her figure began to gradually fade, about to disappear into the night.
But just then, the color from the Assassin’s face drained.
Looking down, she saw a golden liquid coiling around her ankle.
The golden liquid began to spread across her body at a terrifying speed.
The Assassin fell from the sky, her body beneath the head thoroughly wrapped in gold.
It was like a golden coffin.
A gilded coffin with an exposed face.
The golden coffin landed and toppled over.
The face-down Assassin coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
It was only now that Dong Jiayue and the others approached.
“The dwarves really can’t give up.”
It was Amanda’s idea to disrupt everyone’s dwelling places.
She commanded sufficient troops and had already guessed that the desperate dwarves might resort to assassination.
Most of the heroes might not be afraid, but Dong Jiayue was at great risk.
So, Spencer had been allocated to the main tent where Dong Jiayue lived, and Dong Jiayue was moved to an average tent far away.
Even if the enemies knew that Dong Jiayue was in an average tent, it would be tough to find which one she was in among a row of tents.
Looking at the wound on Spencer’s back, Dong Jiayue couldn’t help but swallow her saliva.
This was too dangerous. If she had been stabbed, it would have been goodbye for her.
“Assassinating the commander is a common tactic, but, Dong Jiayue, you don’t need to worry. You are safe.” At this moment, Amanda also leisurely walked over.
Dong Jiayue gave a forced smile.
She thought, I don’t feel safe at all.
The orange-ranked hero had been stabbed. I’m scared.
“So, what’s next? Do we interrogate her?” Dong Jiayue looked at the assassin who was wrapped in gold on the ground.
“Shadow Stabber – Morse (Purple Rank Three Hero)”.
And a purple one no less.
No wonder she could enter the camp silently and stab an orange-ranked hero.
Amanda answered, “There’s no need to interrogate an assassin hired by dwarves.”
“So what do we do now?” Dong Jiayue continued asking.
“She could be killed, her body made into an undead to continue serving us, her soul could be stored in the Tower of Souls and then devoured by other resentful souls.” Amanda’s tone was still indifferent.
The imprisoned Shadow Stabber shuddered violently.
She was obviously scared by these words.
Dong Jiayue nodded, she was about to order her men to cut off the assassin’s head when Amanda stopped her.
Instead, she continued, “It appears you fear death… If you do not wish to become an undead, I can give you a chance.”
The Shadow Stabber lying face down on the ground knew she was being spoken to.
She asked in a low voice, “What kind of opportunity? I have contracts on me. I can’t say anything.”
Amanda said, “Go to Gray Iron City, kill Rune.”
“Are you crazy? Kill my employer, I will be killed when I go back.” The Shadow Stabber roared loudly.
Amanda pointed lightly with her staff, and the golden block on the ground, along with the assassin, stood up at once.
“If you don’t agree, you’ll die right here. Furthermore, I can also promise you that once you come back successfully, I’ll help you remove the contracts from you. After that, work for us.”
“You guys?” The Shadow Stabber sneered, “Is there a difference?”
Working for the undead or the demons made no difference.
Amanda said, “Our leader is a human. You can obtain significant freedom and resources. How about it?”
The Shadow Stabber thought for a moment and said reluctantly, “Do I have a choice?”
“Good, Rune, I want him dead, and the Hero’s Altar should be incapable of resurrecting him.” Amanda finished speaking.
She reached out once again, and a golden liquid flowed into the assassin’s nostrils.
The Assassin began to struggle violently, but she couldn’t get out.
She could clearly feel a liquid flowing into her brain, accumulating there.
“What are you doing?” She roared angrily.
Under Amanda’s mask, her tone remained calm, “Twelve hours. If Rune isn’t dead, the liquid in your brain will turn into a hedgehog, piercing your skull.”