A huge vocalic creator left where the middle-aged man cast the forbidden spell, and there was nothing left in the vicinity of a hundred miles.
However, from the infernal ground, eight black-clad figures rose with cracked barriers around their bodies; they were the eight assassins who managed to survive the explosion, which would make the middle-aged man shocked to his core if he were alive to witness this scene.
"Target has been neutralized; Mission Complete!" A static voice sounded from one of the eight assassins.
The assassins turned around and were about to leave when suddenly, out of nowhere, inky daggers appeared around their necks and remained in their position. But those assassins didn't move even a little because they could feel the sharp edges of those pin daggers on their skins despite wearing defensive treasures. It was as if those dangers could bypass all their defenses.
"What a lunatic!" A crisp yet vexed voice rang at this moment.
