Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe

Chapter 450  Emotions

Two daggers coated with venomous poison flew threw the air at extreme speeds, their presence nigh-undetectable due to the aura of shadows around them.

They were aimed at Adam's vital points. If he hadn't had his Sphere of Resonance passively activated at all times, he would have most likely fallen victim to these daggers.

Just as the daggers were only mere inches away from the youth, he let go of the horse reins and jumped in the air. The poison-coated weapons narrowly missed him and pierced the horse instead.

The horse neighed in excruciating pain and agony as the daggers punctured its back. Its legs buckled and it limply fell to the dirt road, intensely frothing from the mouth and gasping for air.

It had only been a few moments, but the poison had already infected the horse and instantly killed it on the spot.

Adam was in mid-air as he witnessed the scene of the horse dying instantaneously from the poison. His eyes narrowed when he saw the skin start to rot at a visible speed around the areas where the daggers had stabbed the animal.

Such strong poison—

Right at that moment, his pupils constricted yet again as warning bells started to ring in his mind.

I'm being attacked again!

He quickly weaved hand signs and cast a spell. Before the second round of daggers could strike him, a scant amount of fog enveloped his body and he teleported away.

Rank 2 Spell: Foggy Step!

The daggers ended up piercing through nothing but empty air. Meanwhile, Adam appeared on the ground, exactly thirty feet away from where he had previously been in the air.

His expression was calm and composed, but his jet-black eyes contained fiery wrath. He looked in a certain direction and coldly muttered, "Show yourself." Then, he looked in another direction and continued, "You as well."

In the dark of the night, the rays of the twin moons cast an eerie glow over the pathway winding through the farmlands. A gust of wind blew, causing the crops to seemingly sway away from this battlefield.

A long period of silence ensued before two figures, dressed in black from head to toe, emerged from the shadows and made thier presence known.

One was standing on the dirt road, while the other was standing amidst the rice crops. Both of them were at an equal distance away from the raven-haired youth.

"You're quite skillful for a mere Herbalist," said one of the figures dressed in tight-fitted black clothes. Even his head was covered in black, only his eyes could be seen through the slit in the fabric.

The other figure glanced at the one that had just spoken and asked in a solemn voice, "What should we do now? Shall we leave?"

Assassins were considered to be the strongest when they struck decisively and lethally during thier first attack when they remained unnoticed.

The primary advantage of the assassin lay in the element of surprise. However, these two people had already lost their advantage when Adam had successfully evaded not one but two of their attacks made in quick succession.

"No, let's finish him while we're still here," said the other person. "The higher-ups will not take lightly of our failure."

Higher-ups? Adam's eyes narrowed. Who sent them?

He recalled all that he had done since he'd arrived in the Acadian Empire. Except for the pale-looking young man he had seen accompanying the Rollins couple in Velvet Dreams, he was sure he had left no loose ends.

Suddenly, he recalled something that he had only just recently taken part in—something that would have very likely put him on the radar of whoever had sent these two assassins after him.

Damn it! I got pulled inside their shitstorm, after all, he sighed inwardly.

Adam's lips curled up into a cold smirk as he glanced at the two figures. "This is related to the Patriarch of the Flynn Family, isn't it?"

The two assassins remained silent, indifferently glancing at Adam. Their eyes produced no ripples of emotions whatsoever.

"Hehe, as I thought," Adam chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Although the two figures didn't respond to his question and remained silent, through his Sphere of Resonance, Adam was able to pick up on the peripheral emotions of these two.

To say that they were shocked would be an understatement!

However, they were highly trained to not display their emotions, or rather, they were trained to discard all of their emotions. If it wasn't for Adam's high sensitivity to such things—thanks to the white lotus—he would have never picked up on this clue.

"Now that you've shown up, might as well reveal your identities." Adam raised his hands in front of him as he coldly stated.

The following moment, two bright magic circles lit up before the tips of his fingers. Then, Adam stepped forward, placing his hands through the magic circles.

Finally, strands of shadows materialized from the darkness around him, coiling around his arms. His forearms and palms were then transformed into deadly claws that were sharper than swords. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Rank 2 Spell: Shadow Claws!

Right as his hands were transformed into claws, the two assassins suddenly appeared right on each side of him, their arrival as silent as the graveyard.

They viciously swung down their daggers straight at Adam's neck, aiming to ruthlessly chop his head off.

However, the youth didn't panic. Instead, he raised his claws and blocked the attacks bare-handed.

CLANG!

The assassins were shocked to realize that their poison-daggers had effortlessly been grabbed onto by Adam's Shadow Claws.

Moreover, upon closer inspection, the poison that was laced on the daggers was being burned away at a rapid rate!

Instantly, the assassins let go of their daggers and hurriedly made some distance.

"You guys are fast and decisive," Adam praised as he clenched his fists and easily shattered the daggers. "You are quite well trained. I guess there's a pretty big organization backing you, huh?"

The two assassins coldly glanced at the youth. However, inwardly they were astonished. They had attacked him on two different occasions but had miserably failed both times.

As assassins, it was not their forte to participate in long, drawn out battles. They secretly glanced at each other and immediately decided to withdraw.

This mission was a complete failure!

Their bodies started to be enveloped by shadows and their presence was gradually being erased. One of the assassins glanced at Adam with narrowed eyes and muttered, "Count yourself lucky. Next time—"

Adam coldly interrupted him as he just finished weaving hand signs. "There won't be a next time."

Rank 2 Spell: Amplify Gravity!

BOOM!!