Neru stared at the base of Warmongers with critical eyes. He had waited for this operation for a long time. Now, he finally has some confidence in his skill and strength. Although he fought for the last ten years. It was the first time he would face so many enemies.
Just the number of normal Warmongers would exhaust him to death. Would he even have the strength to fight their leader?
The base of the Warmongers was a giant tree. Neru would like to think that someone stitched thousands of trees together to make a base. But how was that even possible?
'It's like the world tree in mythical books that I've read in the past.'
The width of the tree stretches for 10 kilometers with a height reaching one thousand meters! Just add an additional thousand and the leaves of the tree would touch the clouds in the sky.
Each leaf was at least five times bigger than humans. Just two to five leaves are enough to make a floating boat.
Neru took a deep breath and caressed his chest. The furious beating of his heart along with the oppressive atmosphere ahead of him made him uncertain. "I'm nervous? Well, I hope I survive this. I don't want to die in this forbidden forest or stay in this damned place until I become older. I want to explore the wonders of this cultivation world!"
Just like that, Neru rushed towards the huge hole in the utmost center of tree that could fit eight people together. 'They really don't have a sense of security. They are damned assassins but they don't even guard their entrance. It seems they're confident due to the strength of their leader and their number.
After two months of investigation, Neru already knew what he needed to know about them. First of all, their number hasn't really exceeded seven hundred. Unlike what he initially thought, their number had reached a thousand.
With that, Neru completely entered the entrance. On the other side, hundreds of warmongers suddenly turned their heads at Neru. All of them looked stunned at the moment, unable to process how someone dared to invade them.
I look at you, you look at me. Neru and the hundreds of Warmongers stared at each other in tense silence.
"..."
Naturally, the warmongers recognized Neru. Someone who killed a lot of their kind throughout the years. Not to mention, the recent failed operation to assassinate him which also killed almost half of them. A disgrace!
He actually had the guts to show his face in front of them!? It was worth mentioning that they constantly patrolled the forest to find him and eliminate him. The human actually sent himself directly to their door?
On the other hand, Neru scanned the area with focused eyes. 'One... Two... Three... Hmm... There are only fifty five of them on this first floor.'
Then, he looked at the wooden ceiling that had ancient drawings of dragons and elves with a thoughtful expression.
Above the ceiling was also the second floor. He understood that the number there was far higher than on the first floor and their strength overshadowed the strength of warmongers on the first floor.
'This tree seems to have a lot of history. Why would there be drawings about mythical beings like elves and dragons? Aren't I in the cultivation world? Not magic world?' Neru sighed and then instantly flickered beside a dumbfounded warmonger.
Warmongers had all slender humanoid bodies and their heads had two dark bumps. They're also faceless. No mouth, eyes, nose, or even ears. They looked exactly like humans except for their skin as white as paper and long five dark claws on each of their hands.
In front of Neru's eyes, the world was completely filled with lines of threads and small little black holes. Neru pushed his dagger forward, it went through the little black hole in the abdomen of the Warmonger, killing it completely.
First kill!
At the same time, Neru's body disappeared with a flicker. As he did so, he managed to evade two warmongers who intended to cut off his head.
The other warmongers weren't idle and they quickly tried to use sea tactics to overwhelm Neru with their sheer number.
"This is fun!" An excited smile appeared on Neru's face. He felt his blood boil and he was itching to fight.
Seven warmongers were now trying to rip Neru to shreds. Two on the left, two on the right, and one in the middle. While the remaining two sneakily went to the rear to take the opportunity to pressure Neru.
Neru noticed them but he didn't really pay attention to them as the five in front of him were getting nearer.
Neru sidestepped to dodge the claws of the two his rights. "Don't blame me for being rude!"
With a two-step back, he evaded another simultaneous attack. However, it's not the end yet. The warmonger whose attack missed didn't stop. It rushed toward Neru with a flicker and reappeared beside Neru.
Seeing this opportunity, the two on the rear that Neru ignored also flickered closely to his back in a split second.
Neru wasn't the only one who could flicker!
The thing is, there's no worry on Neru's face even in such a desperate situation.
"Do you think you're better at flickering? I didn't practice this technique for sickening frequency just to lose at mobs like you!"
Just as the claws were about to rip Neru to shreds. One was aimed at his neck and two black claws to his back. Within another two seconds, Neru would get hit!
But... Like an instinct. Neru's body responded before his brain could even give a command. All the muscles on his lower body contracted. Following that, Neru flickers three times without rest in just a second!
And then...
One...
Two...
Three...
Neru appeared expressionlessly behind them with two big cut on his back that stsrted to bleed and a gaping wound just below his collarbone. 'They managed to hit me even with my speed. They are really natural assassins.'