A dagger?!
Seeing the dagger hurtling toward him, Rami instinctively leaned to the right, attempting to dodge the dagger. But in the next second, he felt a sharp pain in his right chest.
Lowering his head to look, he found a pitch-black dagger lodged in his chest, and blood was spreading from the wound.
What…?
Staring at the dagger that had suddenly appeared in his chest, Rami was filled with shock.
There shouldn't have been a second dagger just now, so how did this one end up in my chest?
Is it that kid?
Rami instinctively turned his head to look at Noah on the other side.
"You still have the mind to look elsewhere?"
A cold voice reached Rami's ears, and when he turned back, another black dagger had already flown close to him.
Is he targeting my heart this time?
Rami's eyes widened, not only identifying the location of the dagger's attack but also confirming in his mind that there was only one dagger.
Once again, he dodged to the right, and immediately afterward, he felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder. Following the direction of the pain, Rami's pupils suddenly contracted, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
Another dagger had been thrust into his right shoulder.
How is this possible? I saw with my own eyes that there was only one dagger, but why?
Thinking this, Rami quickly jumped backward. This dagger was too mysterious, so he had no choice but to create some distance.
Clatter, clatter.
Ashu stood up from the chaotic scene, holding a dagger between his index and middle fingers, and he disdainfully looked at Rami.
"I'll take care of this guy…" Ashu began to say, but in the middle of his sentence, there was suddenly a burst of gunshots, accompanied by the angry shouts of Wood and the others.
"Are there more ambushes? In that case, I'll leave this guy to you, and I'll deal with the ambush." Judging that Ashu alone could handle the opponent in front of him, Noah left these words behind and turned to run toward the back street.
Watching Noah's figure disappear around the corner, a sinister smile reappeared on Rami's face as he said slowly, "They will all die, just like you."
The dagger spun agilely between his fingertips, and Ashu paid no heed to Rami's words. He spoke, "You just mentioned avenging your brother. I'm curious about who your brother is. I don't want to kill you without knowing who I've killed."
"Kill me without knowing? Do you think you can kill me with this broken dagger of yours? You arrogant fool! I'll show you what true terror is." Furious at Ashu's arrogance, Rami clenched his fist, and with a deep breath, his muscles suddenly expanded, making his entire body stronger.
Ding, ding.
Two crisp sounds echoed, and the two daggers that had been stuck in Rami's body were forcibly pushed out by his muscles, falling to the ground and dissipating. Along with the change in Rami's body, a strong aura emanated from him.
"Let me tell you who killed you. I'm Rami, the brother of Leol. Now, die!" With his fist tightly clenched, Rami roared like a raging fox bear and pounced towards Ashu.
Leol?
Ashu was momentarily surprised, but then his gaze sharpened, and his murderous intent surged once more.
"I see. In that case, I must kill you." Saying this, Ashu gripped his dagger and advanced toward the charging Rami.
On the other side, in the back street, Jerl and the others were hiding behind a wall. On the opposite side, over a dozen figures were holding firearms, shooting relentlessly at the wall. Debris flew everywhere, and the three were pinned down, unable to move.
"It hurts so much! Damn it, where did these guys come from? How can they openly shoot like this? Aren't they afraid of the Elder finding out?" Holding a handgun in his hand, Wood cursed.
Meteor City had no formal government, but its existence was managed by the Elder Council. The armed forces in Meteor City were mostly controlled by the Elder Council. In Wood's view, those guys on the other side were challenging the authority of the Elder Council.
As soon as Noah arrived in the back street, he saw three people huddled behind a wall. Dozens of guys with submachine guns were slowly advancing toward that wall. If this continued, in a matter of minutes, those three would undoubtedly be doomed.
Are these people that guy's subordinates? They are well-prepared. I need to find a way to deal with them.
While Noah was observing the situation, his pupils suddenly contracted. He saw that among the group of about a dozen people, there was actually a little black-haired girl who looked only five or six years old.
The little girl walked on the outermost edge, holding a handgun with dirty hands, and she struggled to raise it, firing at the wall as she walked.
Every time she fired, the little girl had to stop, tighten her grip on the handgun again, and then continue walking and shooting. However, there was no emotion on the girl's face, as if she were a pre-programmed robot.
Even a child like this is participating in such a life-and-death struggle?
Suddenly, Noah felt an extremely unpleasant emotion and an impulse rising within him, inexplicably.
His eyes gradually turned cold as Noah walked out from the corner, heading straight toward the group of people.
The dozen or so people immediately saw Noah walking out, and without hesitation, they turned their guns in his direction, unleashing a barrage of bullets.
"Noah! Hey, be careful!" Wood, hiding behind the wall, also saw Noah at the same time and couldn't help but shout. But the next second, his eyes widened.
Only to see a large number of illusions suddenly appearing around Noah, rushing towards those dozen people.
Shadow Step!
The assassination technique of the Zoldyck Family!
Bullets struck the illusions, tearing them apart instantly. But the next second, a cry of agony echoed through the entire back street.
Noah, with his hands turned into claws, moved like a ghost among the dozen or so people. Those people couldn't even detect Noah's position, one by one easily their throats torn apart by Noah and falling to the ground.
In the end, only the little girl remained in the center of the littered bodies. Noah slowly turned to look at the girl, his eyes filled with the stillness of death, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.
Bang!
The girl instinctively fired a shot, the bullet grazing past Noah's cheek.
Click, click, click.
The girl continued to pull the trigger of the empty handgun, making a mechanical clicking sound.
With a flash, Noah had already arrived in front of the girl.
His eyes had returned to their usual state. He reached out and effortlessly took the handgun from the girl's hand, casually tossing it aside.
Then, he crouched down, looking at the girl with indigo eyes, and spoke, "I can help you change your fate. Are you willing to follow me?"
The girl, who had thought she was about to die, blinked her eyes and, recalling the scene of Noah effortlessly slaughtering in the midst of the carnage, nodded without hesitation.
"I'm Noah."
"I'm Shizuku."