The Primordial Tamer

Chapter 253 Killing The Assassins (2)

The remaining three assassins glared at Orion, their eyes filled with defiance. "Don't you think that you can kill us easily," one of them said, his voice filled with confidence.

Orion merely smirked in response, his gaze unwavering. "I don't think anything," he replied, his tone even. "But I know that I can defeat you if I have to."

The assassins exchanged nervous glances, unsure of what to do next. They had witnessed Orion's strength and skill firsthand, and they knew that he was not to be underestimated.

"Come on then," one of the assassins said, his voice laced with defiance. "Let's see what you've got."

Orion's smirk widened, and he stepped forward, his body tense with anticipation. He could sense the assassins' fear and uncertainty, and he knew that he had the upper hand in this battle.

Without warning, the assassins charged toward Orion, their Red Tail Scorpions had gotten back up and poised to strike. But Orion was ready for them. He moved with grace and agility, dodging their attacks with ease.

As he dodged their attacks, Orion's attention turned to the Red Tail Scorpions that were still standing. He noticed that they had recovered a bit and were now advancing toward him once again.

"Let me kill those insects first," he said calmly, turning his attention to the scorpions. The assassins hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do next.

Orion moved quickly, charging toward the Red Tail Scorpions with lightning-fast speed. The assassins watched in awe as he pierced their tough hide with ease, killing them one by one.

The Red Tail Scorpions let out a final screech as they fell to the ground, lifeless. Orion turned his attention back to the remaining assassins, who were now backed into a corner.

"You're next," he declared, his voice filled with confidence. The assassins exchanged nervous glances, realizing that they were no match for Orion's strength and skill.

One of the remaining assassins began to plead for mercy. "Please, we surrender," he said, his voice trembling with fear.

Orion approached them with a cold stare. "It's too late for surrender," he said, his tone unforgiving. "You knew what you were getting into when you attacked me."

The assassins began to back away slowly, realizing that they were no match for Orion. But he was not going to let them escape. He charged forward, using his physical power to strike them down with ease.

The assassins let out cries of pain and fear as they were easily overpowered by Orion. His strength was unlike anything they had ever seen before.

Orion stood over the fallen assassins, his gaze cold and unyielding. He could hear the sound of their labored breaths as they struggled to stand back up.

"You should have known better than to mess with me," he said, his voice laced with disdain. "Now you pay the price for your foolishness."

One of the assassins spoke up, his voice trembling with fear. "Please, Master Orion, have mercy," he said. "We were only following orders."

Orion sneered in response. "I have no mercy for those who would dare to harm innocent people," he declared. "You made your choice, and now you will face the consequences."

Without warning, Orion charged toward the assassins, his hands outstretched. He grabbed one of them by the neck and began to squeeze with all his might.

The assassin struggled and begged Orion to let him go, but Orion ignored him. He tightened his grip, feeling the assassin's neck bones begin to crack under pressure.

"You brought this on yourself," Orion said, his voice filled with disgust. With a final, brutal twist, he snapped the assassin's neck, leaving him lifeless on the ground.

The other assassin backed away, his eyes filled with terror. He knew that he was no match for Orion's strength and skill, and he could see the same merciless expression on his face that he had shown his fallen comrades.

Orion turned his attention to the remaining assassin, who was now cowering in fear. "Please," the assassin begged, his voice trembling. "I surrender. I won't fight you anymore."

Orion looked at the assassin with a cold stare. His hands were still clenched into fists. "You should have thought of that before attacking innocent people," he said, his voice filled with disdain.

The assassin continued to plead for mercy, but Orion was not swayed. He stepped forward, his muscles tense with anger and determination.

Without warning, he began to pummel the assassin's face with his fists, each blow landing with brutal force. The assassin let out a cry of pain with each strike, but Orion did not stop.

"You deserve this," he said, his voice filled with anger. "You and your comrades have caused enough suffering."

Finally, the assassin fell to the ground, his face bruised and bloodied. Orion stood over him. His expression was cold and unyielding.

"This is the price you pay for your crimes," he said, his voice firm. "May it serve as a lesson to anyone who dares to cross me."

With a final, contemptuous glare, Orion turned and walked away, leaving the fallen assassins behind him. He knew that his actions had been necessary.

Orion walked away from the scene, his mind filled with thoughts about the person who had sent the assassins after him. He already knew who it was, someone who wanted him dead because of the actions that hindered his plan.

"It seems that I need to be stronger, faster, and deal with the main person behind this," he muttered to himself, his voice laced with determination. Orion knew that he had to be ready to face whoever was trying to take him down. He couldn't afford to let his guard down.

"To think that he even used these people to kill me," Orion muttered, his voice filled with contempt. He couldn't believe that someone would be so desperate as to resort to such tactics to try to take him down. Orion swore that the would kill the person behind this.