"I blossom amidst the slaughter, like a flower at dawn!"
When the second wave of assassins entered the hall and the momentarily silent assassins launched their attack in unison, the Fairy Palace Assassin suddenly vanished, dashing among them with a speed the naked eye could hardly follow.
His hands formed blades. With a light slash, he slit one assassin's throat, then snatched the submachine gun and dagger from the belt of the fallen, spinning through the air. A dense bullet storm, firing at a rate of 28 rounds per second, bloomed where he had stood, forming a Death Lotus that took down three or four assassins!
"You can't hide!" The death of their comrades didn't instill fear in the assassins; instead, it made them more ferocious. They even grasped the opportunity for attack—the Fairy Palace Assassin was in mid-air, unable to leverage any support, virtually a sitting duck!
