Chapter 202
An Assassin Behind the Head of the Monarch of Death
'Money doesn't really matter to me...
But right now, I'm Sun Jo Woo, not Arthur Narin.'
Sun Jo Woo stood motionless, his thoughts flowing in deadly silence.
'I'm just a poor young man, living on the outskirts of the city in a nearly ruined house. If I refuse Yoo Jin Woo's offer...'
| The two of them will become suspicious of you. |
He clenched his fist slightly.
'Yes, just as I said before...
My current life screams poverty. It's true that I possess wealth, but I'm weak right now.'
He let out a slow sigh.
'If I display wealth without the strength to protect it...
I'm dead.
And if I reject Yoo Jin Woo's offer... I'll expose myself.'
Silence lingered for a moment before he reached a decision.
"The best choice is..."
| To join. |
"Yes."
The word left his lips calmly, without the slightest hesitation.
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A short while later, Sun Jo Woo arrived home.
He reached for the door...
...but stopped.
A suffocating, heavy sensation swept across his back.
Killing intent.
Not random.
Not chaotic.
A refined... trained killing intent.
'This isn't on the level of those weaklings Kyu dealt with before.
No... this is someone different.'
Sun Jo Woo exhaled quietly.
'Looks like they grew tired of failing...
and decided to send an expert.'
He slowly opened the door as though he had noticed nothing, then suddenly turned and looked upward, as if checking the sky.
His eyes swept across the surroundings.
The house stood alone.
Scattered trees.
Rocks.
An open, empty field.
'Where are you hiding, you bast—'
The thought never finished.
Bang!
Something faster than perception slammed into his head, sending his body flying backward before crashing onto the ground.
A few brief moments passed.
A swift shadow moved.
A man with bluish-purple hair.
Sharp, cold eyes devoid of any emotion.
He spoke in a lifeless voice.
"Don't take it personally, kid. I only killed you because they paid me a lot of money."
But...
He froze.
His eyes widened.
The dagger he had struck with a moment ago...
...wasn't lodged in Sun Jo Woo's head.
It was inside his mouth.
Caught.
Stopped.
It hadn't advanced even a single millimeter.
"W-... What?!"
Sun Jo Woo slowly rose to his feet.
"You bastard... you're the one who's dead."
He calmly snapped his fingers.
In a fraction of a second, the front door exploded into wooden splinters, and a powerful human-shaped shadow burst out. It moved like a whirlwind and struck the assassin with overwhelming force, launching him through the air until he crashed into a nearby tree.
"Well done."
"Yes, Master. May I kill him?"
"No."
His voice was absolute.
"I want him alive first. And second... train with him."
He looked at Kyu intently.
"You don't know this world's laws. Fight, test yourself, and learn on your own."
"Understood, Master."
Kyu charged toward the assassin, while Sun Jo Woo calmly sat beside the shattered doorway, watching.
'Kyu possesses the Dragon Form... or something close to it.
But the Dragon Spirit bloodline doesn't exist in this world.
So what he has now is merely a distorted awakening.
His power is weaker... and his fighting style is different.'
Sun Jo Woo quietly observed the battle, studying it as thoughts raced through his mind.
'He still doesn't know how to refine the magical energy here.
I haven't given him the opportunity to do so yet.'
Their fists collided violently.
The sound of each impact echoed throughout the area.
Kyu's body was sturdy, reinforced by the Emperor Technique.
But little by little...
The rhythm changed.
The assassin became faster.
More agile.
Meanwhile, Kyu gradually slowed down.
'If Kyu were fighting with his true full strength...
he would easily be capable of defeating top-ranked hunters.'
Sun Jo Woo sighed softly.
'In Zhao Fan's world, he was the strongest in the Tianyuan Empire.
But here... the laws have shackled him.'
Kyu fell to the ground, still gripping the assassin's arm.
His eyes turned golden.
He was preparing to enter the Dragon Form.
Sun Jo Woo noticed the sharp drop in his magical energy.
"You fool! If you do that... he'll die!"
He stepped forward.
"And I said I wanted him alive. Stop."
Kyu immediately withdrew and silently sat behind Sun Jo Woo like a child who had just been scolded.
"Now... watch carefully."
He fixed him with a sharp gaze.
"I won't repeat this lesson."
"Yes, Master."
Sun Jo Woo turned toward the assassin.
He had already lost one of his hands, yet...
Darkness surrounded his eyes.
Domineering resolve.
Unyielding determination.
It was as though he had been only a single step away from victory.
Sun Jo Woo smiled faintly.
He drew two black daggers, which settled firmly into his hands.
"There was one assassin—or almost an assassin. He was more of a mad warrior than an actual assassin, but he took assassination jobs back then, so I call him an assassin... He nearly killed me once in my entire life."
He moved.
"His name was Eli... That bastard really almost killed me. I mean, he was the only one who stood against Ainfer in a fair fight and never fell."
A joyful smile spread across Sun Jo Woo's face as memories of his brothers surfaced...
Then—
He shot forward at a terrifying speed, cutting through the air with his twin daggers.
A left slash toward the head—
The assassin blocked it with his dagger.
Sun Jo Woo's smile never disappeared.
A right slash toward the neck—
The assassin vanished.
No scent.
No body.
No sound.
No aura.
'A powerful stealth skill...'
Before he could move, he sensed an incredibly faint aura—barely perceptible—approaching his foot.
The next instant, he kicked off the ground and leaped high into the air.
"Oh?
You noticed?"
Sun Jo Woo's eyes narrowed.
'Barely...
This damned body barely reacted to my soul.'
Sun Jo Woo had sensed the assassin's attack at exactly the right moment, driven by his razor-sharp instincts.
But his body—still weak—could not fully keep up with his powerful soul.
'If I had been even a fraction of a second slower...
I would have lost my foot.'
He felt it clearly.
With every movement, every leap, every twist, his magical energy rapidly declined.
It wasn't surprising.
He was still in a weakened state, not yet capable of maintaining or calmly controlling the flow of his magical energy.
He breathed slowly.
A calm smile appeared on his face before he cast a sideways glance at Kyu.
A single glance was enough to say:
Watch... and learn.
Sun Jo Woo slowly closed his eyes.
At that moment, he detached himself from all the noise around him.
There were no longer any trees.
No shattered ground.
No hidden enemy.
There was only...
Energy.
He began sensing the magical power spread throughout the surroundings, permeating the air, the earth, and everything around him.
Little by little, it flowed into his body and coursed through his veins,
as though an empty battery had suddenly been connected to an ultra-fast charger.
All of that...
Happened in only three seconds.
It wasn't enough to restore all of his magical energy.
But it was enough to regain his balance.
He opened his eyes.
He looked around.
Nothing.
No traces.
No aura.
No presence.
'So... he escaped.'
Sun Jo Woo landed calmly on the ground, without the slightest hurry.
'He realized I could sense his power.
And he understood that his stealth skill... wasn't perfect against me.'
He paused briefly before correcting himself.
"No, it wasn't weak at all.
Against this body... it was a deadly skill.
But against my soul... it was little more than child's play."
He exhaled slowly.
"And after I evaded his hidden attack...
and after the blood he lost during his fight with Kyu...
he chose to retreat."
The decision irritated him...
yet at the same time, it made him smile.
"A smart decision.
It seems he isn't one of those fools who charge toward death."
He turned toward his house, specifically the shattered door, of which only scattered fragments remained.
He stared at it for a second...
Then lightly smacked Kyu on the head.
"You bastard.
Couldn't you have avoided smashing the door, for the Creator of the Universe's sake?"
Kyu immediately bowed.
"My apologies, Master."
"Hmm."
Sun Jo Woo looked at him carefully.
"Have you learned how to gather the magical energy of this world?"
"Yes, Master."
Sun Jo Woo nodded slowly.
"It's not much different from your world. But the source is different... and the power itself behaves differently."
He turned slightly.
"Grow stronger. And understand this world on your own."
Silence filled the air once more.
Only the night breeze passed through the remains of the shattered door.
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