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🕑 Added 2024-09-06 20:23:13 +0000 UTCThe Black Moon Assassin
Chapter 29: Not Counting the Numbers
"This is a damn heart-stopping surprise." Jun, who hadn’t expected to see more people alive, watched as two figures rose from the ground.
"Yeah, well, I couldn't trust the guy from your village, and I was right." Albion felt a satisfying relief but knew that Jun was still in good condition and shouldn’t be taken lightly.
Jun, on the other hand, hadn’t worried about them since they had injuries to tend to, and he hadn’t expected this to be Albion’s pre-planned scheme.
Albion, Yao, and Mu didn’t dare underestimate Jun’s ability to handle them all.
They quickly changed positions. They took their respective places in a fraction of a second and prepared to attack in sequence. They hadn’t consulted a pre-determined "attack plan." But weren’t they three assassins with a history of countless battles?
Previously, they had stationed themselves very informally in different locations. However, each of them had positioned themselves in a way that allowed coordination with the other two. Moreover, their positioning had been such that it was "more suitable" in relation to Jun’s position.
Jun dashed forward, and his figure began to blur. He was at his fastest when he came in to attack.
Albion snorted and launched an explosive attack in response with his sword.
Jun quickly stepped back from his powerful charge toward Albion. In fact, he slid over the gravel and moved to the side. A figure had been positioned behind Jun earlier.
Suddenly, two knives shot toward Jun from Albion’s back. Meanwhile, seeing the coordinated way in which he was being attacked, Jun drew his short sword to hold in his left hand to better dodge the attacks.
Jun’s long red sword was drawn once again. It lunged through Yao’s waist and went straight for the chest of the guy named Mu, who couldn’t react in time.
A lethal attack for both, this strike enveloped around five meters of area around Yao’s torso. This was the most important battle of his life. He wasn’t going to hold back anything in a deathmatch against assassins.
Crack! Crack!
Jun had moved to the side but quickly turned around and re-entered the fray with great speed. He took a neutral stance with the help of his momentum when he returned. Then he unleashed a fierce attack from the side.
The three assassins had attacked without prior discussion, but their attacks were perfectly coordinated. Their attacks seemingly aimed at vital areas of Jun’s body, but now only two were moving.
These attacks seemed quite simple at first. But Jun was very aware that they could turn into a torrent of complicated strikes. One of his opponents would trap him in no time. Then he and others would use their respective moves to get rid of him while one of them held him trapped.
Jun had to face the combined attacks of possibly the two strongest competitors in this contest. That’s why he didn’t dare be careless. He roared loudly as his body began to spin.
First, he avoided Albion’s direct attacks.
Then, his black tunic whirled in the air as Jun narrowly missed the sword strike. After that, he turned and leaned to one side in a simultaneous move.
Apparently, he hadn’t recovered from the cuts he had inflicted when he gravely wounded Yao, who strangely still hadn’t died.
‘Drugs?’ Jun thought as he saw Yao getting up after lying on the ground for some time.
Still, Jun remained quite calm in the face of the combined attacks of these three tenacious enemies.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
He had deflected their attacks in the blink of an eye. Moreover, he didn’t stand idle against these attacks and had managed to counterattack in return.
Albion grated his teeth and quickened his pace. He knew that one of them would have to suffer even more injuries from enduring Jun’s fierce attacks head-on. Only then would the others have a chance to deliver a fatal blow!
The others didn’t seem to have the courage, or enough of it, to contribute in that regard. In any case, their injuries wouldn’t give them much time to finish this battle. So Albion had to do it himself!
It was Albion’s immense hatred for Jun that drove him to make such reckless decisions. A loud clanging of metal was heard.
Jun’s expression turned cold. He quickly withdrew and threw two sound bombs, stunning the three of them.
Boom! Boom!
The explosions were enough for Jun to take the initiative to sever Yao’s head, who barely managed to react due to his severe torso wound.
Meanwhile, Mu quickly repositioned to counterattack, but it wasn’t fast enough, and the short dagger in Jun’s left hand pierced one of his lungs.
Albion, who had recovered from the stun, frowned as he saw that only he remained alive against a fatigued Jun.
His plan had worked; now he just needed to kill him.
Two shadows flashed on the battlefield, strewn with fallen bodies.
"One more…" Jun murmured as he charged at Albion, who then didn’t know how to attack.
Jun was desperate; this attack would be the last.
There was no technique in Jun’s attacks, so Albion didn’t know how to respond to that assault.
Crack!
"I’m strong too," Albion told himself as he prepared to counterattack.
However…
In the same second, when Jun appeared behind Albion and his sword continued to spin, ready to strike, no one could see this movement that was the pinnacle of the Blood Moon Dance.
A second later, as if Jun’s sword craved blood, it advanced towards Albion’s neck and pierced with force, carving its way to his mouth like a fierce lance. Everything stopped; the tip of Jun’s sword, which had pierced Albion, dripped with blood.
Mercilessly, Jun lifted his foot and hurled Albion’s corpse forward. The force with which he threw Albion’s body was such that it spun several times, breaking apart.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
"That would be all." Jun murmured, beginning to breathe heavily.
His lungs, which were about to collapse, were recovering. Jun’s technique required uninterrupted execution; even the air in his lungs had to stop.
But the results were splendid, far beyond what an ordinary human could achieve.
