1224: C1224 Assassinate Long Bufan

C1224 Assassinate Long Bufan

"Bang bang bang bang!"1

Over a dozen magicite cannons continuously bombarded the defensive light barrier above the imperial city. It was only on the evening of the second day that the final flame filled light bomb smashed down and the protective light barrier finally exploded.

In an instant, the Battle Crazed Legion that was formed from tens of thousands of Berserker surged forward towards the imperial city like a flood. Even though the imperial guards were the most elite troops in the empire, they were still fighting the Battle Crazed Legion head on and in less than ten minutes, they were defeated.

However, when they arrived at the throne room, there were a group of eunuchs and maids as well as a substitute dressed in dragon robes. There were no traces of Yang Baiyu at all.

Although they could not capture Yang Baiyu in the end, the war had finally ended.

In a short six days, he had destroyed an empire. Although this was nothing to brag about to sects, to other empires on the same level as him, it was still incomparably shocking and appalling.

It wasn't hard for them to believe that if this terrifying army wanted to attack any of their countries, they would completely perish like the Yang Emperor in less than half a month.

The Raging Battle Legion had used their absolute strength to intimidate the nobles in the territories of the Heavenly Flame Emperor Kingdom. They had also set up a special central government cabinet with centralized power, but this kind of power system was not as strong as it used to be.

It was a centralized power composed of Da Meng, An Sen, Uncle Xiong, Da Qiang and other higher-ups of the Storm Territory. If there was anything important decided, the decentralized power system could only be passed through a vote.

Although this new ruling style had an extremely shocking impact on many of the Empire's powers in the continent of the firmament, everyone knew in their hearts that there was another person controlling the central power, and that was the Long Bufan of the Spirit Profound Martial House.

And when the Storm Territory suddenly attacked and took over the imperial city, it was also recorded into the annals of history by the various empires in the continent of the firmament.

Of course, to the founders of the Storm Territory, these historical records were so eye-catching that they were not even written out. They only concealed a simple line of information: The Long family's people from a certain sect.

A few days later, accompanied by a gust of cold wind, continent of the firmament officially entered the Cold Winter Festival.

Snow was drifting about, and a gust of cold wind was blowing, as if it was going to pierce into people's bones. In this suddenly changing cold weather, every household had already set up a stove, sitting around the brick bed and eating mutton hotpot to keep themselves warm.

At this time, in the northern region of continent of the firmament, next to the Heavenly Flame Emperor Kingdom, in the imperial city, there was a secret stronghold set up by the Wu Clan, the Wu Gate Inn.

Although it was called a secret stronghold, everyone knew that this Wu Gate Inn was the stronghold set up outside by the assassin clan's Wu clan to accept missions. The people who came in and out of the inn weren't the idle people who came to rest or eat. Instead, they were all employers that wanted to take someone's life.

The Wu Clan was the strongest assassin family in the continent of the firmament. They rarely failed in any assassination missions. Thus, even though the fees here were very expensive, many employers still came to pay for it.

At this moment, within a secret room in the inn, two men in embroidered clothes sat facing each other.

On the sandalwood table in front of them, there were five delicate plates of pastries, a jug of precious wine, and even a variety of fruits that were rarely seen in winter.

All of this showed that the Wu Inn treated their employer with impeccable courtesy.

The two people who sat outside, the middle-aged man, were the managers of the Wu Inn. They specially contacted their employers, obtained information, analyzed the strength and power of the assassins, and transferred them to the assassins in the Wu Clan.

If the prey had low strength, then they would pick some novices to use as their experience in assassination. If the powerhouses had high cultivation, then they would naturally send out experienced assassins who were equally strong. Of course, the cost of the latter would be much higher.

The current him had taken off his dragon robe, and had already changed into an ordinary set of brocade clothes. His entire face looked somewhat haggard, but his pair of eyes were brimming with burning fury and hatred, as well as a dense, cold killing intent that was not concealed at all.

"May I ask who you want us to assassinate? What's his name? " The manager of the Wu Inn asked indifferently. He was not surprised by Yang Baiyu's venomous eyes, because the majority of the people who came here wanted to kill him.

"Long Bufan." Yang Baiyu's face darkened, as she slowly squeezed out these three words from between her clenched teeth.

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