Truth bit her lip slightly, pressing her legs tightly together, her hands awkwardly covering her most sensitive parts.
The tips of her smooth silver-white hair hung straight down over her collarbones.
In this desolate, uninhabited deep mountain forest, a completely naked girl suddenly appeared—it was quite the contrast.
As a Blood Demon, her body could be shattered and pieced back together, but if her clothes tore, there was truly no solution.
Truth had no sewing skills, and besides, her Sanctified Robe was already torn beyond repair, so there was no point in fixing it.
“Impossible!”
Seeing Truth unharmed, the Assassin of Wangsheng City once again thrust her sword toward her without the slightest mercy.
Truth’s entire body exploded once more!
Then, relying on the blood threads, she immediately restored herself as if nothing had happened, clearly a bit annoyed:
“You owe me for my clothes!”
How outrageous! This was the first time she’d ever been seen naked by anyone else, and she vowed to gouge this one’s eyes out before questioning her later!
But in her current state, she couldn’t act just yet. Fighting completely naked was too embarrassing. Fortunately, there was still one option left.
Truth looked at the Assassin of Wangsheng City and noticed the latter staring at her naked form in disbelief. That aggressive gaze made Truth very uncomfortable.
“If you like looking so much, then I’ll let you see everything you want!”
With that thought, countless blood threads appeared all over Truth’s body and rapidly expanded.
Her nails grew visibly longer at a remarkable speed, glowing with a strange black-red sheen, as if soaked in fresh blood.
Accompanied by the writhing flesh and the reshaping of bones, it was like a grotesque transformation.
Before the Assassin stood a terrifying, nearly two-meter-tall blood-red phantom resembling a ghost with one monstrous claw.
The blood on the phantom’s surface constantly flowed, and its shape continuously shifted until it finally opened one eerie blood-colored giant eye.
Truth revealed her true form.
“De…mon…”
The Assassin of Wangsheng City trembled all over. The demonic aura of this high-level Blood Demon, mixed with the sharp stench of blood, made it hard for her to breathe.
That horrific, twisted appearance was enough to keep her from daring to look Truth’s true form directly.
She had no idea what to do.
Since receiving the mission to assassinate the Holy Maiden, she had undergone specialized training in Wangsheng City, which was the main reason she managed to capture Truth from the famous Shadow Walker, Omili.
They had thoroughly studied the Shadow Walker’s fighting style—it mainly consisted of instant face-to-face teleportation attacks and close-quarters combat.
Besides, she was the most troublesome target in this assassination round, so most of Wangsheng City’s targeted training focused on countering her.
The rest of the training was for dealing with unexpected situations.
Unfortunately, none of it covered “how to handle an assassination target suddenly transforming into a high-level demon.”
Without hesitation, the Assassin chose the move most assassins excel at—running away.
She flipped backward and slipped into the Shadow Space.
She had to report this immediately. The Goddess of Life had actually chosen to cooperate with demons—this was unthinkable!
But as soon as she entered Shadow Space, the Assassin sensed something wrong.
Why had the Shadow Space around her suddenly solidified, making movement impossible?
“That demon can actually manipulate the power inside Shadow Space!”
The power inside Shadow Space was extremely pure, composed solely of “Shadow Power.” As a result, most skills were unusable here.
Clearly, that demon was very familiar with fighting inside Shadow Space!
“Buzz—” A strange sound suddenly echoed. Around the Assassin, countless black-red chains appeared without warning, weaving into a massive net that trapped her.
Those chains were incredibly sharp—sharp enough to easily slice through her body. Terrified, she quickly tried to exit Shadow Space.
But as soon as she emerged, a huge hand with nine claws grabbed her head.
“Running away right in front of me? Who do you think you are? If you can escape my grasp, I’ll give you my authority as a prize.”
The Blood Demon’s hoarse voice rang out, and the blood-colored giant eye stared at the Assassin without any emotion.
It seemed that with even a slight squeeze, the Assassin’s head would be crushed instantly.
The Assassin panicked wildly, swinging her stabbing sword frantically.
She even used the “True Form” skill, only attainable at Seventh Rank.
The next second, she transformed into a large blue-black fish and slipped out from the Blood Demon’s claws, teleporting behind her!
But then a blood thread instantly pierced through her stomach.
“Cough!”
The Assassin’s true form was effortlessly broken by the demon’s attack.
She reverted to human form and collapsed helplessly on the ground, struggling to pull the blood thread from her belly.
However, the thread was too thin to grasp, and even touching it with her hands caused terrifying wounds.
The sharpness of the blood thread far exceeded her expectations.
She could have rolled over and stood up, but that would have meant her stomach would be sliced open halfway.
“Once more, what’s your name?” The demon asked without turning her head.
The Assassin still didn’t answer.
The demon remained still. Its terrifying blood-colored eye shifted from in front to behind, and several abstract tendrils extended from its sclera, quickly probing the Assassin’s body.
Truth wanted to see if the Assassin was carrying anything noteworthy, but found nothing.
This Assassin had come to assassinate with only a stabbing sword—had she already accepted her death?
“Hm. Since you won’t speak, maybe I should try torturing your body first. After you die, I’ll throw your soul into Netherfire for three to five years.”
Truth had no intention of opening others’ hearts with words. Torture was the easiest way she knew to make people talk.
At last, the Assassin spoke:
“Heh, embracing death—I’ll let you kill me!”
“Fine.”
Truth pressed her claw against the Assassin’s face, gradually applying force. Bones began to crack audibly.
“Wa… wait, no no…”
“Crack!”
With a crisp, slightly viscous sound, the head of the Eighth Rank Assassin of Wangsheng City was crushed by Truth.
As a kind-hearted Holy Maiden, Truth kindly fulfilled the Assassin’s wish.
Before the Assassin’s soul faded away, she quickly activated:
【Skill Activated: Soul Drain】
【Skill Activated: Heart Abyss Gaze】
The blood-colored giant eye began staring intently at the soul drawn from the Assassin.
Soon, part of the Assassin’s memories flooded into Truth’s mind, though only in fragments and much less than usual.
“She washed her memories before the assassination, and half her soul power is missing. Damn, who exactly is she defending against?”
Truth only retrieved a portion of the Assassin’s recent thoughts:
“It’s actually a demon… So those gods really are cooperating with demons. This must be reported back……
Shadow Space has been temporarily sealed. Could that demon be a high-level Shadow Demon……
If I can’t escape, I need to find a chance to kill myself quickly. Falling into a demon’s hands is bad, but falling into the Goddess of Life’s hands would be worse than death!
Before committing suicide, I’ll try to stall the demon and secretly use ‘Soul Resonance’ to transmit this message back… No, the demon is attacking directly…”
“Wow, she can even use Soul Resonance to transmit messages via the threshold. That’s a skill only Necromancers should have. Looks like Wangsheng City has some surprises after all,” Truth mused.
Normally, skills from different classes can’t be mixed, but assassins somehow could use Necromancer communication skills—this was unexpected by Truth.
After all, she wasn’t very skilled in the soul domain either. She was just a blood magic assassin.
Still, why did this Assassin fear the Goddess of Life more than she did?!
……
Almost at the same time, in the southwest of the Mist Domain Continent, a vast bright yellow river flowed—called the Wangsheng River.
At the river’s end was a magnificent waterfall.
Above the waterfall, in Wangsheng City, known as the “First City on the Edge,” a pale-skinned, slender young man received a message from the spiritual realm.
It was sent by the Eighth Rank Assassin Fiya:
【The Ninth Saintess is a de…】
“De? Demon? Deceitful? Despicable? Or disgusting? Finish your damn message!”
Gust, a Sixth Rank Necromancer, muttered curses after pondering for a moment.
Then, considering that Senior Fiya had sacrificed so much soul power to transmit the message, he guessed she had failed and was killed.
He had to convene an emergency meeting immediately!
Gust hurriedly left his room.
Because Truth had crushed Fiya’s head so thoroughly, the Eighth Rank Assassin hadn’t finished transmitting the final word “Demon”…