While San Liu was explaining to Mu Jinyu, the two n on the stage also began to make their move.
The president of the "Dawn" Guild, "Owl," was twirling a barely visible silk thread in his right hand while gently flicking it with his left hand. The thread wrapped around his wrist imdiately whipped out like a long lash and flashed like lightning, coiling towards the neck of the "Dusk" Guild's president, "Cliff."
If it had caught him, even if "Cliff" had the ability of a Grandmaster, he would likely have only been able to die resentfully on the spot.
However, "Cliff" was well-prepared, after all, they were long-standing adversaries. How could he not be aware of "Owl's" thods?
"Cliff's" body remained still, but he slightly tilted his neck to the side, dodging the ensnaring thread while swinging his dagger in hand, slashing towards the position where the sound burst ca from.
"Shick!"
A successful strike— a large section of that specially made thread was sheared off by "Cliff."
The spectators below almost couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, amazed at "Cliff's" quick response.
If it had been one of them, they probably wouldn't have even seen how "Owl" made his move, only feeling a pain in their neck, and then their head would have been "relocated."
At that mont, when "Cliff" had sheared off a large section of his thread with a dagger, "Owl's" expression hardly changed. He lightly stepped forward, attempting to close in on "Cliff" while he was feeling triumphant!
How could "Cliff" dare let "Owl" co close?
He imdiately threw his dagger in hand towards the pit of "Owl's" stomach!
"Clang!"
However, unexpectedly for "Cliff," "Owl" flicked his silk thread, which directly snipped the thrown dagger in mid-air!
This scene left him utterly astonished, causing his movent to draw another dagger from his waist to pause abruptly.
Although he quickly recovered, "Owl" had already approached with a snarl, pulling with both hands like a python opening its deadly maw. A boundless evil qi surged overwhelmingly. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by N0veI.Fiɾe
Just as "Cliff" was about to draw his dagger, he felt a pain in his neck and then lost consciousness.
"Bang!"
A head heavily fell onto the platform, making a dull sound.
"Hiss!"
Simultaneously, the severed neck began gushing blood skyward like a fountain.
"Bang!"
At that mont, the headless body wobbled a few tis, then also heavily collapsed.
Not even a minute had passed, and the president of the "Dusk" Guild, "Cliff," had t a violent end, not even his whole body remained intact.
"Quite interesting."
Mu Jinyu stood below the platform, watching this scene, and seeing the surrounding assassins hold their breath, he softly exclaid in admiration.
On the stage.
"Hmph." "Owl" glanced at his fallen nesis "Cliff," emotionless, then soon curved his lips into a cold sneer, saying, "Next."
"President!"
At that mont, a mournful voice sounded.
Soon after, a similarly lean man stepped out from among the ashen-faced crowd of the "Dusk" Guild, his eyes red as he leaped onto the platform and attacked "Owl."
But within three seconds, this mber of the "Dusk" Guild also died by "Owl's" hand.
"Any more volunteers for death?"
Watching the body slowly topple over, "Owl," wearing a ferocious smile, haughtily looked down at the trembling mbers of the "Dusk" Guild below and disdainfully said.
No one else ca forward.
After waiting for ten seconds.
Owl didn't utter any more provocative words, but turned his head to look at the Vice Alliance Hierarch beside him and said, "Alliance Hierarch, may I announce it now?"
"Yes," the Vice Alliance Hierarch responded, while ordering people to remove the corpses from the stage and jumping onto the high platform. He then glanced at the mbers of the "Dusk" Guild below and said indifferently, "'Dusk' Guild has lost two rounds. There is one minute left to decide who will compete in the final round. If no one cos forward, it will be considered a forfeit, and the 'Dusk' Guild will be dissolved. Its mbers will be incorporated into the 'Dawn' Guild."
After the Vice Chairman finished speaking.
The mbers of the "Dusk" guild below still remained hesitant and no one stepped forward.
Assassins are known for their cold-hearted nature. If their leader had not died, they might have tried to fight, just to test their luck.
But with their leader dead at the hands of the Owl, they knew they were no match for him. Why sacrifice themselves for a guild that was dood to dissolve?
Such is the nature of shifting loyalties once benefits wane.
After a minute had passed.
Seeing that no one ca forward, the Vice Chairman declared the dissolution of the "Dusk" Guild. Its mbers and assets were completely rged into the "Dawn" Guild.
If any mber didn't wish to be absorbed by the "Dawn" Guild, they could choose not to join. However, their assassin points, rankings, and assets in the Slaughter Redemption would be confiscated.
Therefore, following the Vice Alliance Hierarch's announcent, none of the forr "Dusk" Guild mbers chose to leave.
"Such lack of backbone,"
Mu Jinyu remarked with a sneer.
"People have their own aspirations. Besides, they are just assassins, accustod to living on the edge. Who they serve doesn't really matter,"
Xiang Mantang said lightly.
"Bang!"
At that mont, as Owl and the Vice Alliance Hierarch walked down from the high platform, Sanmi jumped up onto the platform, causing it to tremble and roar loudly.
He then turned his resentful gaze towards Mu Jinyu and said, "Alliance Hierarch, I challenge those three to a duel to the death."
The Vice Alliance Hierarch nodded from below, then took out a tablet and started looking up the data of Mu Jinyu and his group, putting it away shortly after, and declared in a loud voice, "'Azure Dragon Six Disasters' Guild, being a newly established guild according to the rules of the Assassin Alliance, when faced with a First Level guild's challenge to a death duel, may choose to refuse. What is your decision?"
Mu Jinyu replied without hesitation, "We accept."
After speaking, he asked, "We are the lowest-level guild, right? If we kill this dwarf and absorb his 'Desolation' Guild, wouldn't that imdiately make us a First Level guild?"
"Yes," said the Vice Alliance Hierarch with a nod.
Upon the platform, Sanmi, hearing Mu Jinyu directly address him as dwarf, looked visibly distressed and upset.
"You're courting death!"
The dwarf glared at Mu Jinyu, his expression fierce and his eyes filled with deep resentnt.
The crowd below, upon hearing Mu Jinyu's forthright words, couldn't help but be impressed.
This was the first ti they had seen anyone daring to openly call Sanmi "dwarf."
In the Assassins Guild, no one dared to address Sanmi that way, not even the top-tier assassins who were quite wary of him, and preferred not to antagonize him lightly.
Yet, Mu Jinyu dared to provoke Sanmi repeatedly.
It could be said that he truly was a fearless greenhorn.
"Hmm, not bad, it looks like I can spare myself the effort,"
Mu Jinyu completely disregarded Sanmi's rage, nodded to the Vice Alliance Hierarch to express his satisfaction, and then said to Xiang Mantang, "This minor character will be handled by you."
"Alright." Xiang Mantang didn't refuse, nodded her head, and with a single stomp on the ground, she leapt gracefully onto the platform.
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