My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness

Dustin shot a glance at Jonah.

"The strongest assassin of Death Hall..." Dustin chuckled.

"The top assassin in the world? He doesn't deserve that title."

Then, he beckoned Jonah to come forward with a casual gesture. The crowd gasped.

Was he truly so fearless even after knowing Jonah's reputation?

Jonah's gaze turned ice-cold, and he moved in an instant.

He was as fast as the wind. His every step was an embodiment of the precision and lethality of a top assassin.

No one could see his movement clearly. Yet Dustin's gaze followed him effortlessly.

Jonah's eyes narrowed when Dustin started moving.

Jonah was famed for being the fastest among the top seven assassins of Death Hall.

Speed was what he relied on for his countless successful missions.

But he was facing someone even faster than him!

Dustin's movements were swift and overwhelming!

Jonah's composure faltered, and a flicker of shock shone in his eyes.

It was not just Dustin's agility that unsettled him. It was the sheer power of the

unique killing technique that sent shivers down his spine.

In the blink of an eye, the two crossed paths, and the wind stood still.

"After over twenty years... the Death God walks the earth once more," Jonah murmured softly. His voice was barely audible to the people who stood next to him.

Bam!

Jonah fell to the floor with blood seeping from his chest. It stained the ground. The courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone in the Barbenheim Institution was frozen in place by shock and terror. Lord Barbenheim himself was motionless, and his voice was caught in his throat. Jonah, the strongest assassin of Death Hall, the world's most formidable assassin, had been defeated by Dustin in an instant...

How could he possibly be this strong?!

"Y-Your Highness..."

A bloodied soldier staggered into the courtyard.

"Their firepower is overwhelming. We

personal army... they're all gone. All "the soldier cried,

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Lord Barbenheim's face turned ghostly pale.

Five thousand elite soldiers wiped out in the blink of an eye?

How was that possible?

What kind of forces did Dustin mobilize?

Lord Barbenheim felt chills running down his spine.

"Who exactly are you, Dustin?" Lord Barbenheim demanded loudly.

Dustin stepped forward calmly yet assertively, with a faint smile playing on his lips.

"You may call me the King of Asura Hall—the Ultimate Death God!"

Lord Barbenheim's gaze fell on Jonah's lifeless body, and his eyes widened with disbelief.

The Asura Hall was an assassin organization even more fearsome than Death Hall. They were born only to kill.

The Asura Hall had a number of nameless assassins who did not participate in the assassin rankings.

"You may also call me the Master of Star Tower, the one who strategizes

and controls all from the shadows!" Dustin said and took a step forward.

Lord Barbenheim's face turned pale.

"Or the Master of the Martial League with unparalleled and the greatest martial

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"What?!" Lord Barbenheim staggered back in shock.

How was all that possible?!

"Or the Medical Sage who heals all and restores life itself, the only miracle grade physician in the world!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Lord Barbenheim staggered back and nearly collapsed as his face turned deathly pale.

"Or the commander of the underground society, the crownless king, the King of Hades, and the leader of Hell Hall!"

"Impossible!" Lord Barbenheim's face twisted in terror and disbelief.

He could not believe it.

So many staggering and earth-shattering identities could not possibly converge in

a single person.

"Of course, some also know me as the undefeated conqueror, the Eastern Warlord, the Eternal Emperor of the Era," Dustin continued.

"You..." Lord Barbenheim's face

turned pale His eyes widened and nearly popped out of their sockets Overwhelmed by sheer terror, his legs gave out beneath him, and he collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud.