"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
Inside a dark, peculiar space, atop a black stone platform, something incredible was happening.
A man, with arms as muscular as iron, was repeatedly smashing a black dragon thousands of times larger than himself!
"Eighty! Eighty! Eighty!!"
Mo Shuying yelled out encouraging shouts as he slammed the Abyssal Dragon until it was unrecognizable.
The Abyssal Dragon, already half-skeletal, had completely lost its bone dragon parts, with bones shattered everywhere. The black dragon portion was also a bloody mess, with some bone spurs protruding from its body, bleeding profusely—it was straight-up restricted content.
Ding~
System upgrade complete.
Automatic defense system upgraded. The System will now deliver destructive blows to those who maliciously attack it.
Second template upgraded. Class Card output increased, compatibility increased. At max compatibility, a Servant clone can be briefly summoned to assist in battle.
"Huh?"
Mo Shuying paused his dragon-smashing. So five minutes had passed just like that.
And that Abyssal Dragon, after five minutes of torment, finally quieted down.
Its massive body transformed into a ghostly flame, drifting towards the giant gate. The ghostly flame was sucked into the gate, and soon, the gate opened!
"The Gate of the Abyss of Death has opened. Ahead lies the world of the dead. Can you, do you dare, step foot here?"
An aged voice echoed, this was the final test for Mo Shuying.
Mo Shuying clapped his hands and glanced at the ground. The severely damaged black stone ground was beginning to recover, and he believed it would soon be as good as new.
To enter or not?
The answer was obvious. He still had to meet this legend of the Assassin class, the founder of the Assassins, the Grand Assassin.
Taking a step, Mo Shuying unhesitatingly stepped into this land of death.
With one step, he appeared in another place. Beneath his feet was slick mud, and not far away was a large river. The river water was calm, like a stagnant pool.
"Is this the Abyss of Death?"
It was very dim all around, the sky was dull and lightless, and there didn't seem to be a sky at all.
On both sides of the river were cliff walls; this was an abyss, a low valley. The river's length was unknown, as was its source or destination.
"Whoosh~"
Just then, a small boat came from the river. At the stern was a black-robed old man with a long, white beard, gently sculling the boat. He had already reached the middle of the river.
"Come aboard."
The old man spoke, his voice the same one Mo Shuying had been hearing.
Mo Shuying nodded. He was about to use his trench coat to fly over but found that the trench coat wasn't responding.
"Hmm?"
Just as Mo Shuying was wondering.
"This old man said, external power is all heresy. You, walk over yourself."
The old man stood calmly at the stern, waiting for Mo Shuying. Mo Shuying didn't speak, but the next second, he leaped out, jumping towards the small boat!
"Hmph!"
This distance was naturally nothing to Mo Shuying, but there was no way he would be allowed to board easily.
"Splash!"
Suddenly, the river water surged, and a black figure emerged from the river, exuding the Mana fluctuations of a Heroic Spirit! This thing should be considered a Shadow Servant!
This Shadow Servant was short and plump, wielding two short knives as it slashed at Mo Shuying.
"What is this?"
Mo Shuying delivered a flying kick in mid-air. The Shadow Servant didn't dodge at all, directly colliding with Mo Shuying's foot and instantly exploding!
"Boom!"
The Shadow Servant exploded, but Mo Shuying's expression turned serious.
Because his momentum was gone. He didn't have enough jumping power to reach the boat, and he was rapidly falling.
"Whoosh~"
Mo Shuying's feet landed on the water. Water Walking prevented him from falling in, but a greater crisis was about to emerge!
"Splash!"
The water around Mo Shuying simultaneously broke open! Four Shadow Servants of varying sizes lunged at him!
Mo Shuying raised both arms!
"Crushing Hand Splitter!"
"Boom!"
The two dazed Shadow Servants were pulled closer as Mo Shuying's fists glowed with red, purple, and green light! He suddenly twisted his body, striking forward and back!
*"Boom!!"*
The two Shadow Servants, front and back, couldn't withstand Mo Shuying's power at all. As Shadow Servants, they had no thoughts, acting even more berserk than Berserkers, and they couldn't use their Noble Phantasms, which severely limited most of their strength.
Perhaps if there were more of these Shadow Servants, they might be fine against ordinary people, but this time, their opponent was Mo Shuying!
*"Boom!!"*
The two Shadow Servants, front and back, were directly blown apart. Before the left and right Shadow Servants could recover from their daze, Mo Shuying's fists were already closing in again!
*"Boom boom!"*
An instant kill, as expected.
Mo Shuying's expression didn't change in the slightest. He dashed towards the small boat, and just as a dozen shadows emerged from under the water, he used Flash to get onto the boat!
"Whoosh~"
As Mo Shuying flashed onto the boat, the old man turned to look at him. He was still a bit surprised because he had set up spatial protection in the surrounding area, which ordinary teleportation methods couldn't penetrate.
But Mo Shuying had done it.
"Stand down."
The old man spoke faintly, and the exposed Shadow Servants slowly sank back down.
Mo Shuying scrutinized the old man.
His eyes were vacant, his hair disheveled, his beard hung to his chest, and his arms weren't thick. At first glance, he didn't seem to possess any strength or threat.
But Mo Shuying knew not to provoke such an old man. One of the types of people you shouldn't provoke in novels was an old man, because...
This old man might just be a martial arts legend!
"This junior, Mo Shuying, greets the First Generation Master."
Mo Shuying clasped his hands together respectfully. This etiquette was something Li Shuwen had taught him.
"Eastern etiquette. I once traveled in the East as well; it truly is a land of exceptional people and beautiful scenery."
The old man nodded. Seeing Mo Shuying's gesture seemed to stir a memory in him.
"Master has been to the East?"
Mo Shuying was a little surprised. Wasn't this guy from the Middle East? How did he go to the East?
"Heh, those are minor past events, let's not dwell on them. Tell me about yourself. You said you're also an Assassin?"
The old man looked at Mo Shuying, his eyes sharpening slightly.
"I have always been an Assassin; there's no doubt about that."
Mo Shuying clearly remembered that his Class had always been Assassin. No matter what, he was an Assassin.
"Very well. Then do you know what assassination is?"
The old man continued to question.
This time, Mo Shuying thought for a moment before finally saying,
"Killing everyone who sees me, that's assassination."
"..."
The old man suddenly froze, almost choking. After a few seconds, he finally spoke.
"What you said... seems to make sense, but actually, the most important thing in assassination is a One-Hit Kill. Succeed with one strike, then retreat a thousand miles, hiding your accomplishments and fame."
The old man spoke with a profound tone.
Mo Shuying thought for a moment, then looked up.
"That's exactly what I do. I usually kill ordinary enemies with one punch, then retreat by stealth or spatial transfer. If I absolutely can't retreat, then I just have to eliminate everyone who sees me."
What does that mean?
It means, if I kill your people, you should just pretend you didn't see anything, otherwise...
Not a single one of you will escape!
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