CHAPTER 56: CHAPTER 0057: THE PLAN OF THE LORD OF SHADOWS

Modret’s gaze moved down to the group of criminals listed.

"Jonah... age 33... Crimes: abducted a few ladies for his pleasure. Strength: estimated to be at the peak of the Cosmos Realm. Ability: unknown. Mission Rewards: 500 gold coins."

"Levon... age 40... Crimes: is extremely notorious for stealing and banditry. Strength: estimated to be at the Galaxy Realm. Ability: mostly manipulation of thoughts. Mission Rewards: 10,000 gold coins."

"Midrad... age 22... Crimes: is extremely vile and is notorious for sneaking out in the night to commit all sorts of heinous acts. Strength: estimated to be at the Cosmos Realm. Ability: super strength. Mission Rewards: 3,000 gold coins."

Modret’s gaze scrolled through the list calmly, the crimes becoming deadlier as time progressed.

Soon, a frown formed on his face, and he finally made his target selection.

One had to know that Modret wasn’t merely doing this to play the hero; however, he had a certain plan in mind. If his guess wasn’t wrong... then this plan might just be simply brilliant.

"Machole... age 50... Crimes: an official who is suspected to have committed all sorts of crimes, including completely wiping out a nearby village just to scavenge an ore mine in their possession. Strength: estimated to be at the Galaxy Realm. Ability: unknown. Mission Rewards: 30,000 gold coins."

After making his selection, Modret turned to look at the registrar before gesturing towards the man.

"Huh? Machole? Very few people have decided to take on this mission due to his high status..."

After muttering, she gave Modret a cautious look and said in a low voice, "Sir, you should know that there is a reason why this mission is still available till now, right?"

Modret already had some guesses; however, his decision was firm.

He gave the lady a reassuring smile.

Finally, the registrar relented, letting out a sigh before recording the mission acceptance details and sending Modret off.

Glancing up at the sky, Modret chuckled.

"The sun is still high up in the sky—the perfect time for killing..."

With a grin, his figure flickered like a ghost, rapidly drawing the attention of nearby passersby.

However, before they could even realize what had happened, Modret had vanished.

He reached a deserted street then slowed down his pace.

"Based on the information gathered by the Nether Faction, Machole usually visits here around noon."

Modret paced around, not sensing anyone in the building.

Many thoughts passed through his mind as he silently waited for his prey to come.

However, even after waiting a long while, Machole still hadn’t shown up.

Modret frowned, but just as he glanced up at the skies, a sharp whistling sound echoed into the surroundings as a sharp weapon headed in his direction.

’An ambush?’ Modret’s expression was calm as he casually dodged to the side, smoothly evading the weapon.

Bang!

A sharp rod embedded itself into the ground a few meters from where he stood.

Modret raised his gaze casually, only to see three muscular men rushing towards him.

Their speed was extremely swift; however, in Modret’s eyes, they were mere... slow.

Modret’s figure flickered like a ghost as lightning crackled around him.

Before the burly men could react, he appeared in front of one of them, his fist coated in lightning quickly heading towards the man.

With a bang, his fist collided against the man with a force that sent him flying and crashing into the wall.

He twitched for an instant before collapsing lifelessly to the ground. In his chest was embedded a hole with lightning still flickering from it.

The two remaining burly men widened their eyes in shock and terror. However, before they could let out a scream, Modret’s figure loomed over them like a ferocious beast.

He thrust his hand, still clad in lightning, forward and casually tore through the second man’s neck.

Then, his movements paused as he stared at the third burly man.

His large frame trembled in fear and horror, and unable to do anything, he could only shift his gaze towards a location not too far away.

Modret trailed his own eyes only to notice a man who seemed to be in his fifties standing around the corner, his eyes wide.

Modret immediately recognized the face; after all, it was the person he was tasked to kill.

He swiftly waved his hand, sending a bolt of lightning through the burly man’s heart as he moved. He activated his lightning ability, rushing after Machole who had already started running.

Machole ran wildly with all his strength, struggling to catch his breath as he tried to escape from Modret’s pursuit.

He thought he would be able to casually get out of the danger like other times but didn’t expect that Modret would be so terrifying, even killing his three guards at the Cosmos Realm before they had the chance to catch their breath.

’No! I can’t die!’ Machole thought frantically, trying to escape.

However, after turning a corner, he was forced to pause in his tracks.

In front of him was Modret, casually leaning on the wall as though he had been waiting for him there all this time.

He turned back and didn’t see anyone chasing him. Subconsciously, he took a step back.

"Please, don’t kill me..." his eyes were filled with horror as he spoke.

Modret just calmly gazed at him, then shook his head slowly.

"I am delivering justice on behalf of the Heavens for all your evil deeds."

As Modret finished speaking, he raised his hand, lightning crackling on it as though he wanted to instantly eliminate Machole.

"Please! Please! I will become a changed person! I will never do any bad deed in this life again!" Machole bowed profusely, tears streaming through his eyes.

Modret chuckled wickedly, "I know you won’t."

As he finished speaking, he waved his hand, causing the lightning to crackle, piercing through Machole’s heart.

[Congratulations on obtaining a Shadow Servant. You have received the C-grade enhanced libido.]

’Huh?’ Modret was stunned by the ability, awkwardly putting it at the back of his mind.

It was no wonder Machole hadn’t attacked him with his ability just now.

Shifting his thoughts to the matter at hand, he waved lightly.

Immediately, the shadows in the deserted streets twisted unnaturally and formed into four figures.

The moment they appeared, they looked dazed; however, they immediately bowed their heads.

"We greet the Lord of Shadows."

Modret nodded then said lightly, "Machole, you will still be in charge of all your businesses, and the guards behind you will remain your guards. However, there is something I want you to do."

"Whatever it is, my lord..."

Modret’s gaze sharpened, a dangerous light passing through them, "I want you to get me all the information on the Illuminati that you can find."

"Yes, Lord." The four nodded then departed from the deserted streets.

They looked the same; however, no one could tell that they had already become Modret’s subordinates.

This was his plan...

Gradually infiltrate into the world and eliminate the Illuminati!

"Illuminati, huh? Two can definitely play at the game..." Modret laughed evilly as he smoothly redressed himself and went back to the inn.

According to the information that would be passed around, Modret failed to kill Machole. However, only he, the Lord of Shadows, knew the truth.

’Time to look for my next target,’ Modret thought, already having someone in mind.