Chapter 54: Encountering the Assassin Again
"It's a pity that he only hit the shoulder. If I had used my original pistol at the beginning, it would definitely have hit the vital part!"
Angel held her original 0.45-inch revolver and slowly walked towards the hiding place of the attacker in front.
The hasty shot just now only hit the opponent's shoulder. When she wanted to shoot again, the attacker simply gave up the attack, rolled backwards, and disappeared from the rooftop.
In order to eliminate future trouble, Angel immediately chased over from the rooftop, jumped over the gaps between adjacent houses, and soon arrived at the ambush position of the attacker.
Obviously, the shoulder injury did not affect the other party's running speed. Only a small pool of undried blood was left on the rooftop, and the man had disappeared.
This didn't surprise Angel. She turned back to gaze at the battlefield below. Tuxedo Clown's agility and diverse Beyonder abilities made him clearly no low-Sequence Beyonder. However, he was already stretched thin under the siege of so many people. He would occasionally use his ability to transform into flames and reappear from elsewhere, but would be quickly approached by Lolota, engaging in a fierce fight.
Dunn pressed his brow again, as if to use his "nightmare" ability again. Klein and Borgia fired from time to time to cover Lorota, leaving the Tuxedo Joker no chance to even release invisible bullets.
In the distance, Leonard was already running towards the main force with a gun in hand. Once he joined the battle, the situation on the field would become one-sided.
At this moment, the spirit that had saved Angel several times issued a warning of danger, and the shadow cast by the sunlight under its feet changed rapidly.
There is someone behind me!
She had no time to turn around, so she could only stride forward, twisting her right hand holding the gun backwards and firing aimlessly.
This action saved her life.
The attacker behind him obviously didn't want to exchange his life for his own. Seeing the gun pointed at him, he had to twist his body to dodge, and the malicious attack missed.
After running two steps, Angel turned around.
The man who attacked her was a hooded man wearing a black cloak. His thin body was hidden under the black tights, and the dagger in his hand reflected the afternoon sun, making it quite dazzling.
This was the "assassin" that Angel encountered last week when he stole the ring from the Labor Mutual Aid Association.
I originally thought that he was on the wanted list and had left Tingen City, but I didn't expect to meet this guy again in the dock area.
"Is it you?"
"It's you!"
Not only Angel was surprised, but even the attacker exclaimed in surprise.
"Are you an official Beyonder?" the hooded assassin muttered. "No wonder Zeke has been missing for so long. Turns out you've captured him."
Angel responded by firing a bullet without hesitation.
This time, facing the gun, the assassin seemed to be prepared. He no longer dodged blindly like last time, but used his body skills to avoid the direction of the gun while trying to get closer to Angel.
This allowed Angel to regain the feeling he had when facing Lady Sharon, but the hooded assassin was far inferior to Lady Sharon.
After avoiding the first wave of sneak attacks, she calmly fired a single shot, forcing the opponent to constantly jump and roll to dodge bullets, consuming physical strength. At the same time, she pulled out the dagger from her waist with her left hand, ready to deal with close combat at any time.
The remaining four bullets in the gun were soon used up. There was a crisp sound of the hammer hitting the shell casing. The hooded assassin's eyes lit up, and he kicked his feet hard, rushing towards Angel like an arrow.
Throwing away the revolver that he didn't have time to reload, Angel instead held the dagger with both hands, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards the hooded assassin and activated the assassin's ability "Charge Strike".
In the last battle, she had discovered that this Sequence 9 assassin in front of her not only had far less combat experience than herself, but even his physical fitness was a level lower.
This was quite counterintuitive. Normally, men were stronger than women, even if enhanced by the same potion. Both were Sequence 9 Assassins, yet Angel was able to surpass him in strength. The only possibility she could imagine was that her body had been enhanced by more than just the Assassin potion.
After all, Cole Granger drank a Sequence 7 "Witch" potion before his death, and before that, his body was strengthened by a Sequence 8 "Instigator" potion.
Although the instigator only gave him abilities such as "instigation" and "persuasion", the enhancement of his body was real. It is very likely that the current Angel Granger has eliminated the characteristics and turned back into an "assassin" while still retaining the original body enhancement. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why she is still a female body, rather than the male before being transformed by the "witch" potion.
With a "bang", the two daggers collided with each other, and the power of the "charged attack" launched at the same time burst out, causing sparks to splash out from the contact point of the daggers that were still clearly visible in the sunlight.
Angel's strength advantage allowed her to easily block the incoming dagger. With a little effort, she pushed the hooded assassin's dagger aside, raised her right foot, and kicked the assassin's waist with a sweeping kick.
The assassin groaned as he felt a soft touch and was hit on the waist which lacked muscle and bone protection. He flew sideways like a sandbag and the dagger fell to the side.
After flying several meters away, his body did not fall in a parabola, but seemed to suddenly lose weight, continuing to fly about one meter off the ground into the distance.
This is the "lightness" of the assassin!
As the distance between them widened, Angel did not chase after him. Instead, she took out another pistol from her armpit holster. This was a revolver with a slightly smaller caliber that she had received from Old Neil in the morning. She had just tried to fire one round and then put it away because she was not used to it. There was no time to reload the pistol that was thrown aside, so she could only use this one first.
The hooded assassin, who had already flown quite a distance due to his "lightness" and the force of being kicked, saw Angel take out another pistol. He let out a strange cry, released his ability, and fell to the ground, which also allowed him to avoid the first bullet.
"Bang, bang!"
Continuous bullets chased the hooded assassin who was fleeing in a panic using his hands and feet. When he rolled over and approached the exhaust duct protruding from the ceiling, Angel finally aimed at him who was unable to change direction and pulled the trigger.
"Click", the sound of the trigger firing into the air was heard, Angel was stunned, doesn't this revolver have six bullets?
By the time she realized that she had fired a shot to save Dunn, the assassin had already hidden his body behind the brick exhaust duct and disappeared.
This guy can really escape...
Angel wordlessly put the dagger in his left hand back into the holster at his waist, took out the quick loader that had been prepared long ago from his windbreaker pocket, opened the cylinder of the revolver, ejected the shell, and used the loader to load six new bullets.
She cocked the pistol, cocking it, and walked slowly toward the chimney.
Although the "Assassin" had the ability to hide in the shadows, it was useless in the afternoon sun. Other skills were also useless for hiding. The opponent must still be hiding behind the smoke exhaust duct. As long as...
Just then, Angel heard a low, suppressed Hermetic voice.
"Frost!"
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Hearing the approaching footsteps, the "assassin" Randy, who was leaning against the smoke duct with nowhere to hide, gritted his teeth and took out the talisman that Mitis had given him before the action from his pocket.
If I had known earlier, I would have listened to Tris and left Tingen City. Why did I listen to Mitis's instigation and get involved in these messed up affairs of the Secret Order and the official Beyonders!
Holding the thin silver sheet, which was about the size of a folded playing card and engraved with intricate patterns, Randy poured his already limited spiritual power into it, turning it cold, and then recited the spell to activate the talisman.
"Frost!"
Observing that the silver piece turned black and the frost power sealed inside overflowed, he threw the talisman in the direction of the official "assassin" who was chasing him, and at the same time took out a spare dagger from his waist.
What's wrong with this woman?
He was stronger and more experienced than him, suppressing him at every turn despite being a Sequence 9. He had been at a disadvantage in both of their previous encounters, and this time he was forced into a desperate situation.
However, once this "Frost Spell" takes effect, he is not without a chance.
"Bang!"
The sound of gunfire seemed to be right next to my ear.
Along with the sound came a surge of cold air, and the talisman was detonated prematurely!
The severe cold quickly spread throughout the entire rooftop. The spell that was triggered in advance was closer to Randy. The cold that eroded his body made his limbs feel stiff, and even his joints seemed to be covered with glue, making it difficult for him to move.
But the other party must feel the same way. This is my only chance to fight back!
Randy pulled out a few pennies and threw them out like a spell, muttering something incoherent in Hermetic language. This was his usual tactic to confuse the enemy, and it worked. "Bang," two crisp sounds of bullets hitting coins could be heard.
It was an accurate shot, but it was pointless and just a waste of two rounds of ammunition.
From the previous battle, Randy already knew that the opponent's pistol was a rare 5-round revolver. As long as he used up two more rounds of her ammunition, his chance would come.
Gritting his teeth, he rushed out from the other side of the exhaust duct, rolled on the ground, and avoided the expected shot.
The "Frost" spell filled the entire rooftop with condensed mist. Indistinctly, one could see the beautiful "assassin" holding a pistol and standing guard. Randy rushed towards her, but after taking two steps, he suddenly changed direction.
"Bang!"
The opponent's last bullet also missed.
Seeing the female assassin with a panicked look on her face, preparing to retreat and create distance, Randy was delighted. Holding the dagger in both hands, he activated his most important ability, the "fatal attack".
The dagger pierced through the air and rushed towards the opponent with Randy's body.
Success!
Just as the joy of the successful assassination spread throughout Randy's body, what followed was a spiritual warning that was even colder than the frost power that permeated the surroundings.
What's going on? Why isn't she panicking at all?
As if in slow motion, Randy saw the fear in the woman's eyes fade away in an instant, replaced by indifference.
The opponent no longer retreated, but stretched out his left arm and blocked his hands holding the dagger with amazing strength. The revolver, which should have been empty of bullets, moved forward and hit the chin of Randy who was rushing forward.
The sound of the hammer hitting the primer and the burning sensation in his jaw were the last signals his brain received in this world.
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