Chapter 350: Every Has Their Personal Valued Factor

“Sufficient.”

Qenna pushed the dazed Ashe away, calmly scraped her lips along with her fingernail, and mentioned loudly, “I don’t know any Ashe Heath. I solely know that I gained’t mean you can take my clansman Ashe Senhaeser!”

Leite turned to the opposite patriarchs, “Do you all agree?”

“The Six Heraldry advance and retreat collectively, with aligned pursuits,” the person with glasses repeated. “Senhaeser would by no means act towards the Six Heraldry. Her will is the desire of the eight million individuals of Vamora.”

“Alright,” Leite mentioned. “Cleos, our Pact is nullified.”

“Huh?” Cleos couldn’t assist however open her eyes to look at ‘Deadshot Crimson Hat,’ solely to see Leite taking off his Crimson Hat uniform. “What do you imply?”

“It means, I don’t need my share of the revenue anymore. So long as you seize Ashe Heath, you’ll be the primary on the Nationwide Crimson Hat Rating.”

“However why don’t you—”

Earlier than Cleos might end her query, Leite had already answered together with his actions. The Sanctuary sniper instantly aimed toward Ashe, who was hiding behind a number of rows of gaming pods, and a number of spirits appeared on the gun barrel.

Ashe, within the line of sight, felt a chill seep into his physique from his backbone. Regardless of his Wild Intuition operating at 120%, his physique couldn’t transfer. The air appeared to show into an oppressive wall, trapping him in Qenna’s embrace!

Miracle: Goal Killing Bullet!

Repair the goal into an motionless state after which shoot — that’s the essence of Goal Killing!

Bang!

Though the Six Heraldry patriarchs reacted extraordinarily shortly, the Sanctuary bullet nonetheless blasted by means of two gaming pods, creating massive holes within the Senhaeser clansmen inside. The bullet stopped earlier than the third gaming pod, spinning inside six layers of invisible power partitions, releasing all its kinetic power.

If not for the well timed prayer to the Gospel Ebook by the Six Heraldry patriarchs, everybody within the line of sight would have been doomed to be pierced by means of.

“Do you understand what you’ve executed?”

Regaining his capacity to maneuver, Ashe regarded up and noticed that Qenna’s eyes now not held any hint of a smile. Holding the Gospel Ebook, she stepped ahead. Her chilly voice couldn’t cover her anger as she spoke phrase by phrase, “You really murdered peculiar Senhaeser clansmen proper in entrance of us?”

“Extra will die subsequent.” Leite spoke calmly, exhibiting no emotional fluctuation after killing: “Ashe have to be taken away. I’ll cease at nothing—although there’s actually no price anymore, since I’ve already misplaced my Crimson Hat qualification and can quickly change into a goal for different Crimson Hats.”

“Cleos, and all of you, even when it’s for the Gospel rating, battle with all the pieces you’ve bought.” The Sanctuary sniper made an announcement that no Crimson Hat ought to ever make: “I’ll handle the harmless individuals standing in your means.”

When Ashe regarded over, Leite instantly closed his eyes. Though he couldn’t make eye contact with this Sanctuary sorcerer, Ashe knew that his opponent’s pupils have been full of a resolute willpower that left no room for retreat.

Regardless of changing into somebody’s must-kill goal for no purpose, Ashe didn’t really feel a lot grievance. In spite of everything, he had began out as a Cult Chief in jail and was lengthy accustomed to the ups and downs of destiny.

Because the Weaving Pageant, the ‘Everlasting Wanderer’ had been demonstrating his prowess, first getting infamous on the Artwork Rating, then encountering the ruthless Empress’s heroic soul within the Digital Realm. In comparison with these, being focused by a Sanctuary sorcerer was simply dessert.

Igor opened the Gospel Ebook chat group. “Annan hasn’t mentioned something but, which most likely means she’s in deep trouble. As an alternative of—”

Click on.

The younger butler pointed his twin ice spell-guns on the Con Artist, unlocking the security.

“—as an alternative of losing time, let’s discover her instantly.” Igor’s face was pale, probably from his damaged ribs. “Or will probably be too late!”

“I agree.” Banjeet holstered his weapons.

Harvey shrugged and climbed out of the coffin, “Then I gained’t flip right into a corpse.”

“Wait.”

Ashe raised his hand, sweeping his gaze over the group, and requested curiously:

“The place’s Lise?”

At residence 5603 on the 56th ground of the Senhaeser constructing, a knock echoed by means of the darkish room.

Knock, knock, knock.

After three knocks, the automated door instantly lit up with a inexperienced mild and slid into the wall with a sleek.

Faucet.

Metal boots stepped into the room, urgent down firmly on the ground, transferring weight to the toes, after which repeating with the opposite foot.

The strides have been uniform, the steps crisp.

Faucet. Faucet. Faucet.

The proprietor of the metal boots stopped within the heart of the room, not turning on the lights or saying a phrase.

Contained in the closet, the Substitute tightly coated Lise’s mouth, clamping down on her like concrete, suppressing her trembles to the minimal.

After an indeterminate period of time, the sound of metal boots strolling away and the automated door closing was heard. The Substitute launched Lise, and the white-haired lady collapsed onto the garments, respiratory closely, releasing all the stress that had constructed up inside her.

As she lastly caught her breath, Lise realized her legs have been weak. “Carry me to the mirror.”

The Substitute carried Lise out of the closet to the self-importance. The Little Witch turned on the lamp beside it, keen to debate countermeasures along with her sisters—

The second the sunshine got here on, Lise noticed herself, the Substitute, and the Black Knight standing within the shadows, mirrored within the mirror.