Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 483: Assassin (Part 7)

Chapter 483: Assassin (Part 7)

His laughter abruptly ceased.

Watching the swift approach of the sword, his face was filled with shock.

"Impossible, impossible!"

How could she have the strength to launch such a powerful attack!

It was too late to counterattack.

Tercero Yoder hastily defended himself, deploying a defensive artifact, and following Amalia’s example, he threw out attack amulets, but they were of too low a level.

Unlike Amalia, who carried an abundance of advanced level amulets, their amulets were meant for use with their artifacts, which consumed a lot of energy.

They couldn’t afford to be as extravagant as Amalia, who could casually throw out elite level amulets.

The amulet he threw was cut through by the sword light before its energy could even be released, turning to ashes without unleashing even a fraction of its power.

The sword light continued its unrelenting path, slicing through Tercero Yoder’s defenses and cutting down through his neck.

His scream echoed in the ears of the onlookers, who exchanged glances filled with shock and a hint of fear.

Three Tier 2 spiritual cultivators, including Tier 2 Advanced Stage, ended up with two dead and the remaining one near death.

They looked at Amalia while swallowing their saliva nervously.

"I know who she is," someone finally recognized Amalia.

"Who is she?" everyone immediately asked.

"Remember the report from Fruit City No. 1? They said Kenny Lin killed three high-level mutated creatures."

"Who hasn’t heard of that? Kenny Lin was said to have just advanced to Tier 1, yet three seasoned high-level mutated creatures fell under his hand."

"Yes, everyone is saying that if Kenny Lin breaks through to the Intermediate or Advanced Stage, he could easily slay even more powerful high-level mutated creatures."

"Isn’t that obvious? Of course he could."

"But what’s Kenny Lin got to do with her?"

"Yeah, yeah, how did we get off track? Those who know, speak up."

"I’m getting to that. Actually, under Kenny Lin’s spotlight, there was another person whose combat prowess was equally impressive as him. It’s said that Kenny Lin managed to kill two of the mutated creatures thanks to her help too. However, Kenny Lin’s fame overshadowed her achievements."

"Are you saying it’s her?"

Everyone looked at Amalia instinctively.

"Exactly. She continuously injured two high-level mutated creatures. It’s said that the reason Fruit City No. 1 managed to withstand the attack of nine high-level mutateds was due to the information brought back by her and Kenny Lin. They also heavily injured the main force of the mutated creatures’s, causing them to retreat."

"I heard that too. This time, Fruit City No. 1 achieved unprecedented success, whereas Fruit City No. 2, which was also attacked, suffered heavy casualties. It’s said that the Zhao family lost a Tier 1 spiritual cultivator."

"No wonder she remained so calm when facing the attack of Valera Yoder and his brothers. She’s already fought mutated creatures equivalent to Tier 1 spiritual cultivators."

"The Yoder family completely miscalculated this time. Their biggest mistake was not sending a Tier 1 spiritual cultivator."

"This is the edge of the royal durian capital city. The Yoder family wouldn’t dare to send a Tier 1 spiritual cultivator here."

"Looks like she’s about to make a move," someone finally said, and everyone stopped talking.

Amalia who had been killed Tercero Yoder and absorbed some crystal core energy, walked towards Valera Yoder, who was hanging on a mountain peak.

Valera Yoder was barely breathing, with one remaining eye fixed on Amalia, he pulling out a pained smile.

The Yoder family had unwittingly provoked someone with such terrifying potential.

Valera Yoder feared that their family downfall was imminent.

Amalia Killed Valera Yoder and the others without bothering to loot their belongings.

He then dashed towards where Ernesto and Ángel Solana had fled.

She wondered about their situation, whether they had been caught by the assassins in black clothes.

Even if they had been, they shouldn’t pose too much of a challenge to handle them.

She had killed two of the three assassins in black clothes; only one remained.

If she and Ernesto teamed up, dealing with the last one shouldn’t be too difficult.

The onlookers, seeing Amalia leave without a second glance at the three Yoder brothers bodies, exchanged glances.

Several shadowy figures dashed past in a flash.

However, due to the large number of people vying for the loot and the inconvenience of fighting, the stronger individuals eventually negotiated a compromise where everyone had a share, except for the weaker spiritual cultivators.

As for whether Amalia would return later to claim anything, that was none of their concern; it was her decision to abandon it all anyway.

Before the distribution of the loot was finalized, a powerful aura suddenly swept over them from afar.

Everyone’s expression changed upon sensing the arrival of this powerful individual—it was a strong member of the Black Lupina faction.

Their arrival at this moment carried several implications.

Glancing at Yoder’s trio of storage devices, everyone understood the newcomer’s purpose and cursing at their treachery and deceit.

Unconcerned with their thoughts, Amalia continued her flight, searching tirelessly until she finally discovered Ernesto and Ángel Solana in a dimly lit alley.

The lone assassin in black clothes lay nearby, already lifeless.

Ernesto looked somewhat disheveled, but he hadn’t suffered any serious injuries.

However, Ángel Solana’s condition was less than ideal.

"Amalia, Ángel Solana is in bad shape," Ernesto said as he saw Amalia, relief washing over him like a tide.

He had one hand pressed against Ángel Solana’s chest.

A sharp weapon had sliced open Ángel Solana’s chest, revealing his intestines, blood flowing incessantly.

If left untreated, he would likely succumb to his injuries soon.

When the assassin in black clothes died, he had mustered his last ounce of strength to deliver a fatal blow to Ángel Solana.

"Stay calm," Amalia said as she landed and squatted beside Ángel Solana, conjuring a blue light in her palm.

She then directed the blue light into Ángel Solana’s chest, infusing it with healing spiritual energy.