CHAPTER 766: ENOUGH BEING PASSIVE

Luvier, the vice master of the Silent Reaper, had never once been caught in his life as an assassin. His success rate was almost a hundred percent, and that was why he was entrusted with this mission to kill perhaps the most powerful and mysterious person in his career as an assassin.

He had already planned how the operation would proceed according to the known information he had gathered about the target this time. This operation was the most secretive and the most cautious one he had ever undertaken. Even if they wanted to discuss something regarding the assassination, they had to communicate through voice transmission between assassins.

On the outside, they acted like normal visitors from outside the continent, exploring and building relationships with the many internal powers of the Barisan Continent. But behind that facade, he and his men were moving strictly according to his plan. He made sure there was no gap for them to be discovered by anyone, especially by Aldrian.

That would be the worst outcome they could imagine.

However, how could Aldrian catch him? He gritted his teeth, wanting to say something to Aldrian, but he also had difficulty breathing because Aldrian was choking him. When Aldrian saw that the dark elf seemed about to faint from the lack of oxygen, he used a spatial lock to trap Luvier in midair and positioned him beside Hurz.

Aldrian released his choke, allowing Luvier to breathe again, and he coughed heavily a few times. His head was the only part of his body that could move, so he could at least cough freely. After a few moments of coughing and adjusting his breath, he finally saw Aldrian more clearly.

He gritted his teeth as if to show his rage.

"You, you are—"

"Before you say something or feign ignorance, you’d better look beside you and think again about what you are going to say."

Luvier, who wanted to use his usual technique to deny everything, stopped his words as Aldrian cut him off. Slowly, he turned his head to the side. The moment he saw the man beside him, his heart trembled and a coldness spread through his chest. Of course he knew the man, because that was the one he had ordered to look for the third party to observe the Spirit Ancestor.

There were many questions in his mind, but he could not ask all of them as he finally realized why Aldrian had brought him here. Although he did not know how Aldrian had done it, he could already guess the worst—that their operation had been compromised. Yet he still did not understand how Aldrian had discovered where he was, or even his true identity.

He, the vice master of the Silent Reaper, was someone not even all members of the organization had ever seen in their lives. And even if they had seen him, they would never have seen his real face, because he always used disguise techniques. The only one who knew his true identity was the master of the organization himself.

Even in this mission, although some members finally saw his figure, he still used disguise techniques that constantly changed his face. They would not recognize him even if they met him every day. Even if somehow Hurz had told Aldrian about him, Aldrian would not have known his face or location, since he had never revealed where he was.

He always concealed his cultivation and even used a special artifact to mask it. So, despite all of that, how could Aldrian pinpoint him and bring him here?

"From everything going through your mind, it seems I’m correct. So you must already know why I brought you here and why you are still alive," Aldrian said.

Luvier gritted his teeth, but before he could speak, Aldrian continued.

"But I truly did not expect to meet a dark elf, and this is the first time I’ve seen one right in front of me. I thought dark elves were a reclusive type, not too fond of mingling with others. So why would a dark elf become an assassin in a group full of humans?"

Aldrian’s question made Luvier’s eyes widen in shock. No one except the master of the Silent Reaper knew that he was a dark elf. All this time, even when he met others, he always used a disguise technique so perfect that not even a pseudo-immortal stage expert could detect it. That was why the other members of the Silent Reaper all believed he was human.

The only one who knew his true identity was the master of the Silent Reaper, because he was the one who had brought him in. So how could Aldrian know? Could he really see through the disguise? If that was the case, then this was the first time his technique had ever failed.

He wanted to said something to Aldrian, but once again, Aldrian gave him no chance.

"Well, I have some questions you could answer, but I think those can wait. For now, I want to look into your plan." He then touched Luvier’s forehead and closed his eyes.

Luvier knew exactly what Aldrian intended to do, and just like Hurz, he grinned even though he was still in pain.

"You will—"

Clank!

This time, he did not even have the chance to finish the classic line of a captured opponent before Aldrian broke the mind seal. Thanks to the one he had encountered in Hurz’s mind earlier, Aldrian had already learned the structure of the seal and was able to break it much more quickly.

Luvier’s eyes widened in shock.

"You motherfuc—"

But before he could curse, Aldrian was already delving into his memories. Luvier’s eyes rolled back as Aldrian harshly looked deeper, not caring to make his method softer.

As time passed, Aldrian’s expression shifted—at first he frowned, then he raised his eyebrows, then frowned again. After a few minutes, he finally finished his search, and suddenly, he couldn’t help but giggle before bursting into laughter.

"Hahahaha!" He even covered his face with one hand as he laughed loudly.

Luvier, who seemed on the verge of fainting, tried to gather his strength and gritted his teeth.

"Why are you laughing?" he asked weakly.

Thanks to his strong soul and cultivation, he remained conscious, albeit in extreme pain.

Aldrian’s laughter slowly stopped before he looked at Luvier. He placed his hand on Luvier’s head and injected his golden energy, which made Luvier feel warm and comfortable. He was astonished, this was the first time he had ever felt such energy, and it was unbelievably soothing. The pain caused by Aldrian’s harsh intrusion into his memories quickly faded.

Within a few seconds, Luvier no longer felt any pain, which allowed him to think clearly again. He frowned, unable to understand why Aldrian would heal him after treating him so harshly. Even if Aldrian had let him die just moments ago, he would not have been surprised.

"After looking through your memories, I have to say it’s no wonder you ended up in this organization. You escaped from your clan after killing many of your fellow elves because of your twisted personality. When you were on the verge of being captured by your pursuers, the master of the Silent Reaper appeared and took you in."

"You truly are a bastard worthy of the worst death for your many atrocious deeds. But for me, you are worthy of that death because of your plan—planning all that destruction and even targeting my families. I have to commend you, it was truly brave to think of something like that."

What Aldrian had discovered was the large-scale destruction planned for the following week.

This was something Aldrian also found interesting. In the following week, besides the distraction mission that would cause chaos and destruction, there would be a major event involving the devils. Luvier did not know the details, since the master of the Silent Reaper had revealed very little. The key point was that next week the devils would come to the Ancient Blue Gate World.

He did not know how many devils would arrive, but the master had used the words the great war. That alone was enough to show that their number would not be small.

Still, Aldrian paid it little mind. Instead, he felt glad and would welcome as many devils as possible into his world. It would be much easier to purge them if they came voluntarily, and in the end, it would weaken Tarius.

Another piece of useful information was that the Silent Reaper maintained a close business relationship with the Barevisk family. The patriarch of that family had used their services many times for his own interests, and the one who paid for this assassination mission was none other than him.

Once again, that family poked at his patience, and this time even more boldly by sending assassins. These assassins would bring chaos, and according to Luvier’s plan, the distraction combined with the chaos caused by the powers seeking to kill the Spirit Ancestor would result in many fatalities. They would kidnap people, sabotage places, and even poison entire areas.

The most audacious ones were to strike the family of his parents or his women. Luvier knew that his parents and his women spent most of their time in his palace, which was the most secure place. But they intended to use their family as bait to try to draw them out. The next scenario was that these assassins would use kidnapping his loved ones to weaken him and finally kill him.

He found it funny that this group of assassins truly dared to cross his line.

Luvier, who did not know the full extent of his power and strength, dared to target his family? He dared to think of using them to try to kill him? And that Barevisk family again, did they think they could do as they pleased?

Although he laughed at their arrogance, stupidity, and ignorance, a burning rage rose inside him.

They, who already did not hesitate to show their ill intent toward him, did they think he would not make a move just because they believed he did not know what they were doing?

Aldrian’s face turned calm as he looked at Luvier.

Enough of being passive. They wanted to kill him? Then he would bring the chaos back to them.