It could definitely be said that Blaine was trying to kill someone.
When Blaine made his move, he thought strangling a minor character like Kaecilius would be effortless. But in the very next second, Kaecilius' actions shattered that thought.
Blaine was unbelievably fast. His hand had already reached Kaecilius' neck, but then a scene that surprised even Blaine occurred. Kaecilius' body slipped away in an extremely strange manner.
"Hm?"
"Interesting."
After missing with one strike, Blaine naturally noticed the clue. If he had guessed correctly, this should be the ability Kaecilius had obtained from Dormammu at the cost of damaging his own body.
Unexpectedly, even after such a long time, when Kaecilius' body had almost been completely eroded away, this ability had still not vanished entirely.
No wonder Kaecilius had been able to fight the Ancient One for three hundred rounds with this power. It was no surprise that he had managed to evade Blaine's attack just now.
However, Blaine was different from the Ancient One. The Ancient One could not deal with him ruthlessly, but Blaine could kill him. After all, Blaine and Kaecilius did not have any nonsense master-student relationship, so there was no need to show mercy at all. What was more, Blaine had come here this time to take Kaecilius' life.
"Halberd."
Blaine showed no mercy at all. As a bounty hunter, once he had made up his mind to kill, he had to go all out with every move.
Moreover, while facing Kaecilius, who still had some of Dormammu's energy remaining inside him, Blaine directly took out the Dragon Trident as soon as he began, as if he had no intention of using magical energy to fight Kaecilius.
"To die by the Dragon Trident…"
"You can consider yourself lucky for three lifetimes."
He weighed the Dragon Trident, which he had not used in a long time, in his hand. Blaine looked at it with such familiarity that it seemed as if he were holding his girlfriend. Looking at the trident, Blaine muttered softly, as though he did not take Kaecilius seriously at all.
After familiarizing himself with the trident again, Blaine slowly raised his head and looked at Kaecilius.
In the next second, Blaine moved again. His speed was still extremely fast. Kaecilius did not even see Blaine's movements before Blaine had already arrived at his side.
0... seeking flowers...
Pfft...
Before Blaine could even get close to Kaecilius, he was surprised to find that the man spat out a mouthful of blood before Blaine had even touched him.
Had the ability reached its limit and begun to backlash? Or was Blaine's speed too fast, causing the gust of wind he brought up to strike the air in front of Kaecilius' body so hard that he vomited blood and fell backward?
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"You damn bastard…"
"Are you playing dead?"
Blaine did not care that much. The trident in his hand still chopped down as usual, and its force did not weaken in the slightest.
1...
This time, Kaecilius did not even dodge. Perhaps he was truly out of strength. Blaine slashed down with his halberd and unexpectedly chopped one of his arms cleanly to the ground.
Drip...
It was another halberd strike. Just as Blaine's first attack fell, he immediately followed with another move, sweeping across like an army-cleaving strike.
Boom...
A head the size of a basketball fell from Kaecilius' body to the ground. The round head rolled around a few times before rolling into the fallen trash can lying on the ground nearby.
Kaecilius' body remained standing in place for a few seconds. Then, when a gust of wind blew past, it collapsed to the ground with a plop.
Blaine's two moves had been extremely swift and coherent, flowing smoothly from one strike into the next, completed in one go. Not to mention that Kaecilius was in an extremely weakened state—even if he had been at his peak, Blaine was confident he could have killed him with a single blow.
After all, this was the killing technique of the Spring and Autumn "Five-Forty-Zero" sword technique, personally written by the first king of the mysterious Atlantis. This was the source of Blaine's confidence.
Looking at Blaine, one could see his wrist flick slightly, and the blood on the Dragon Trident was instantly flung away. The trident became clean and smooth once more, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with it.
"I hope your death, dog, will be of some use."
Looking at Kaecilius lying on the ground, already long dead, Blaine spoke silently. Then a gust of wind blew past, and Blaine's body disappeared from the place. Only a headless corpse remained, still bleeding out.
Looking again at this dilapidated town, the foul-smelling alley just happened to cover up the putrid and bloody stench of Kaecilius' decomposing corpse. It would not even be long before this corpse, which no one had seen, would be snatched away by the stray cats and dogs wandering here until not even bones were left.
Of course, no matter what, even if someone discovered that Blaine had killed him, so what? At worst, if one came, he would kill one. If two came, he would kill the pair. As for Kaecilius' body, Blaine had never cared about it. He had come, killed him, and left, never looking directly at him again.
In fact, Blaine had also said before that killing Kaecilius was not only for the purpose of "killing him to silence him." More importantly, Kaecilius knew how to use the Book of Cagliostro to make Dormammu descend upon Earth.
By killing Kaecilius, Blaine merely wanted to find out whether Dormammu would still come to Earth after the Marvel plot had been destroyed and a key character had been killed.
If Dormammu came, Blaine had no choice but to bite the bullet and face him. But if, because Kaecilius was dead, no one summoned him and Dormammu could not come to Earth, then Blaine would have picked up a huge bargain. No—the fifth-level star core would have been earned for nothing.
After returning to New York City, Blaine did not stop and went directly to the Sanctum.
Fortunately, Stephen Strange had not run around. Instead, he was cleaning up the damage caused to the Sanctum by the battle just now.
Now that Blaine had killed the person he needed to kill, there were still two Sanctums that had not been destroyed, and Stephen Strange should still be alive. It seemed that all the plots were proceeding exactly as Blaine had imagined.
Since he had nothing else to do, Blaine simply stayed there with Stephen Strange, quietly waiting to see whether Dormammu would be officially arranged by Marvel to appear. However, Blaine secretly set a deadline in his heart.
Three days. Blaine would wait for three days. If Dormammu still had not arrived by then, and Stephen Strange was still alive, then this task would be considered complete for Blaine. Regardless of whether the Ancient One agreed or not, as long as the system recognized it, that was enough.
After all, Blaine also had a job. Bounty hunters also needed to make a living. He could not just stay here forever because of this task.
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