Warlord of Chaos

Chapter 70: Assassination

Chapter 70: Assassination

Translator: Wuxia Dog Editor: Wuxia Dog

Leopold was so scared and chilly as if he had fallen into an ice cavern. But, he still boosted his courage and raised his head. He guessed it right. Han Jin was looking at him smilingly followed by five floating ghosts.

“What did you say?” Han Jin asked in a low voice, “To revenge yourself on me? No one forces you this time, isn’t it?”

“No... My Lord...” Leopold felt a bitter taste in both his mouth and his heart.

“Such a weathercock like you behaved like a dog when you were frightened, and would became as fierce as a wolf when your situation turned good.” Han Jin smiled, and suddenly lifted his foot.

Leopold was kicked into whirling involuntarily. His hand pressed in empty air and his body fell down. Under him was the surging river of lava which was closer and closer to him. “Ah...” A sad and shrill cry resounded in the canyon.

Quincy and his knights also felt something wrong and hurried back, but only to find the destroyed bridge in front of them. The canyon of hundreds of meters in width was like an insurmountable ditch for them. They could do nothing but watch the things happened on the other side.

Both sidesstared at each other across the canyon. Intense fury filled in the knights’ eyes. Han Jin also stared at them with hostility. To some extent, such hatred between the two parties was absurd. The knights never considered their former behaviorswrong, no matter the attack against the mercenaries or hunting down Han Jin, were all obedience to orders from their superior. In their views, those mercenaries, including Han Jin, deserved to die.

On the other hand, Han Jin also had his reason to rage. They took this task just formaking some money and to help Sylner. He and his friends had never thought that they would be attacked by the knights when they had finally delivered the goods to the boundary after over a month’s hard trek. Thanks to Moxinke who captured the young knight as hostage, otherwise, they would all have been thrown into gutters as dead bodies.If thiscould be tolerated, what couldn’t?

A moment later, Han Jin let out a cold laughter and turned around, stepping into the tunnel. He didn’t need to fight with the knights himself because as long as their backup force was cut off, it wouldn’t take long before they fell into collapse. Judging from their equipment, they hadn’t made preparation for long-time battle. Now what blocked their way was the river of lava.Living around the river of lava, shortage of food was less urgent than lack of water for they couldn’t survive for more than two days without water.

The tunnel was still dark. But Han Jin had been used to move in darkness. He walked very fast. After turning around at a corner, faint light was emitted to him. It was from the torch left by the knights to indicate the road for the reinforcements or for themselves when they went back.

Han Jin pulled out the torch and inserted it intoearth at the corner. The flame flashed for a few times and died out. Han Jin went on and kept destroying the beacons left by the knights. A long time later, he had passed six forks, and had six torches in his hand. It’s enough. He thought for a while and threw them onto ground randomly. Each fork was left with one or two torches. This finished, Han Jin walked toward the last targeted one.

But just a few steps later, a creepy feeling came to him, as if he was watched by someone in the darkness. The sight of human being could create a sense ofoppression, Han Jin had learned this a long time ago, that’s why he never looked steadily at his target when he was tailing after someone.

Just then, a faint figure appeared behind him. Its right hand reached out, stabbing a dagger into Han Jin’s hindneck like a viper.

Han Jin had sharpened his vigilance, but he still hadn’t thought that his enemy would occur right behind him in such a close distance. The speed of the figure was as sudden and swift as lightning. The moment he felt someone standing behind him, a pricking pain had transmitted from his neck.

The dagger was stabbed deeply into his neck, until his body trembled and fell down after a loud cry due to pain. The figure pulled out the dagger, watching Han Jin topple in silence. Then she went forward and wanted to turn the body over. But as soon as she touched him, the body exploded with a loud bang.

The figure was caught off guard and closed her eyes immediately. Countless gravels and debris splattered around and struck her ruthlessly on her face and body. The figure exclaimed and stepped back rapidly. A largetabletop-sized fireball shot towards her and passed over her head.

It failed to hurt her, but caused severer consequences. The face of the figure became distorted. She stared at Han Jin with cold eyes.

It was a woman in herthirties, well-maintained with healthy colored skin, which was neither pale nor dark. Anyway, she was a real beauty. Unfortunately, her smooth and beautiful long hair was now burned into ashes, even those left on her head was curled up with puffsof smoke raising up, bringing people a strange feeling beyond description.

The woman’s body faded away slowly and finally disappeared in the air. Han Jin was shocked. Thanks to his experience in fighting, he still knew what he should do immediately and what he should prepare to do.

A fire charm was thrown out by him without hesitation and hit the last torch. “Boom!” The torchwas smashed.

The light gave out from the sparks was too faint to illuminate the surroundings. It turned into pitch-dark again. Han Jin waited quietly. “Play hide-and-seek with me?” Han Jin thought to himself, “Ok, I’ll play with you!”

The whole tunnel fell into extreme silence. They both held their breath. Han Jin moved to another place to hide himself with a long sword in his right hand. He waved his sword from time to time. Obviously, he was a bit nervous.

To fight or to flee, it was a hard decision to be made. The attack of the woman was too ruthless. She had destroyed the faked corpse of Han Jin, which was made by him through the Art of Faked Earth Corpse after consuming a large amount of earth elements as well as nearly seven thousand Yuanof energy. He was not reconciled to his defeat and to flee away. But, he was neither confident in himself if he chose to fight with her. The stab just now was still frightening him.

Han Jin was wrong. The woman could see him all the time, and was keeping moving toward his position, even though his image was very misty. She moved in a patient way, like a viper sneaking to its prey, which was totally in contrast with the quick and thunderous attack just now.

The five ghosts were all lying on the ground under the control of Han Jin. Ghosts were something neither material nor illusory. They could maintain their shapes when floating in midair, but would lose their support and became some kind of thin pieces like pies if they touched the ground.

When the woman was less than three meters away from Han Jin, she stepped on one of the ghosts incautiously. Han Jin couldn’t feel her movements if she sneaked forward quietly. But he could feel her the moment she stamped onto the ghost. However, he remained still.