Greatest Legacy of the Magus Universe - Chapter 452

Chapter 452: Shadows
The assassin was stunned by the turn of events. He had thought that Adam had been killed inside the poisonous smoke, yet the Fireball hurling toward him said otherwise.

However, he was only stunned momentarily. His years of training and experience allowed him to quickly assess the situation and act accordingly.

Casting a defensive spell was out of the question, thus he hurriedly dove to his side and narrowly evaded the incoming Fireball.

The following moment, the purple smoke parted and Adam leisurely walked out of it. The assassin was filled with disbelief by what he was witnessing.

Adam was deeply breathing in the poisonous smoke through his nostrils!

“Huuu…” the youth exhaled a foul breath and then breathed in large quantities of the poison. He repeated this several times as he walked toward the dumbstruck assassin.

“This level of poison will not work on me, idiot,” he coldly muttered.

He was someone who practiced an extraordinary mana extraction technique known as the Five Elemental Codex.

It allowed him to extract five fundamental elements from the surroundings and merge them into a very pure form of mana.

Naturally, this new mana property allowed him to cleanse and detoxify his body to an extreme level.

In the past, he had even experimented on himself by concocting poison and consuming it, only to have it be immediately filtered and refined by the mana coursing through his veins.

“I-Impossible!” The assassin finally showed a trace of losing composure. “How the hell do you have the antidote?! It can’t be!”

“The higher-ups gave me the antidote. How else would I have it in my possession?” Adam stated with an earnest expression as he continued to walk forward.

“Who are you?!” The assassin’s expression was filled with disbelief.

“Bastard, I will be the one asking questions,” Adam coldly replied. “I was told to win the Flynn Family’s trust by neutralizing their Patriarch’s poison. So why is it that I’m being hunted now? Tell me who sent you.”

The more he heard Adam speak, the more the man felt perplexed. This doesn’t make sense! He’s one of us? Then why were we sent to kill him? Unless…

His eyes narrowed when he thought of another possibility. He took a deep breath and solemnly stated, “The night is full of shadows.”

Adam growled in annoyance, “Answer me instead of spouting bullshit.”

“Heh,” the assassin scoffed as he lowered his head. His eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness before soon being replaced by firm resolve. “So you were bluffing.”

He then bit on a capsule that he had been concealing within his mouth. A few moments later, he dropped to his knees and lifelessly lay on the ground.

Blood started to flow from his facial orifices and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

He had committed suicide.

Adam paused in his footsteps, gazing at the assassin’s lifeless eyes with slight shock. “So decisive…”

Just thinking about the organization behind these two people who had the capital to train and brainwash such skilled assassins, Adam’s back was drenched in cold sweat.

“Damn it!” He cursed, “Just what the hell did I get myself into?”

He walked toward the assassin’s corpse and crouched down, checking for a pulse.

There was none.

Adam deeply glanced at the man who had unhesitatingly taken his own life and couldn’t help but sigh.

The amount of courage he must’ve had to commit suicide… Or could it be that he did it out of fear? If so, then which organization is behind him to have instilled such terror in him?

He searched his corpse and apart from a few daggers and needles, he got his hand on the man’s space-type storage ring. He closed his eyes and checked inside to find that it was almost empty.

Adam only found short weapons, poison, and potions. There was nothing else that could give him a possible lead as to which organization this assassin was a part of.

“Damn it, nothing?” He cursed under his breath. “Not even some gold coins?”

He then glanced at the other assassin to check if he could find something on him. But soon he realized, that his upper body—along with the storage artifact—had been obliterated by him earlier.

Now, he was only left with one option.

The youth got back to his feet and first checked the perimeter with the Sphere of Resonance, ensuring that there were no more assailants he needed to worry about.

After confirming that, he closed his eyes and shifted his consciousness to the mysterious space inside the white lotus.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself hovering near the boundary of this mystical space.

In front of him were two small orbs of light; they were the soul fragments of the assassins he had just killed. Adam’s expression turned disappointed when he learned that the orbs did not contain any memories whatsoever.

Over time, he had come to differentiate between the soul fragments that contained memories and the ones that didn’t. The former would have multi-colored lights flashing across its surface.

The two souls in front of him did not.

He massaged his temples and muttered in annoyance, “It’s been so many years since I’ve acquired this artifact, yet I still can’t control it when it comes to anything related to the absorption of souls…”

Adam suddenly turned his head in a particular direction and gazed at a few orbs that he had managed to isolate from the rest.

These were his friends that he had lost in the war.

The youth’s lips quivered for a moment before he closed his eyes and shifted his consciousness back to the real world. When he opened his eyes again, they were calm and indifferent.

He gathered the two corpses together and cast a Fireball at them.

As he watched the cold carcasses burn to ashes, he thought to himself, They had to have belonged to a clandestine organization in the city.

A secret society that can train and employ such skilled assassins… I can only think of one. But I can’t be sure of that because that’s the only one I know.

There is a possibility that these guys were from a completely different organization altogether.

Adam deactivated his spell, causing the surrounding areas to return to darkness once again. Nothing remained of the corpses. The youth then removed all traces of the battlefield and even used a spell to level the road that had been affected by his gravity field.

He turned back around and slowly made his way to Saratoga. An intense foreboding feeling gripped his heart knowing that he had now made an enemy of a very powerful secret organization.

“The night is full of shadows…” Adam repeated the words that the man had said before his death.

He figured this was a secret verbal greeting that the members of this organization used to identify each other, much like the Twilight Brotherhood.

“Could it really be them?”