*Booom!~*
A part of the mountain shattered and caused lava to surge out like a fountain. It was strangely shaped like a palm as it flowed out, almost causing Davis to let out a breath of awe over this wonderful artwork.
Nonetheless, he also saw a brief moment where a person was crushed to death, their body imploding into a fountain of blood before the lava engulfed it.
'A Level Three Immortal… It seems the assassins are hard at work...'
Davis couldn't tell what power that assassin belonged to, but he already knew that the assassins of the Ghost Tear Hall, Soulsteal Pearl Temple, and Oracular Reaver Abode were following the flying boat to assassinate them, waiting for an opportune moment, unlike him who created one.
After all, it was not a mission that only he had accepted. There were bound to be other assassins while he was on a mission.
