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He vanished from sight, moving at inhuman speeds. In a blink, he was behind Leon, his twin blades descending—

SHHHING!

A sharp metallic sound echoed.

The leader's eyes widened as he found his blades blocked—not by a weapon, but by Leon's bare hand.

Leon grinned. "That all you got?"

CRACK!

He squeezed, shattering the assassin's blades with sheer grip strength.

The assassin staggered back in disbelief. "What… are you?"

Leon vanished from sight.

Before the assassin could react—

BOOM!

Leon's fist slammed into his stomach, sending him crashing through five buildings before finally stopping in a heap of rubble.

Silence.

The few remaining assassins froze in terror.

Then, one by one—they were slaughtered.

Leon didn't bother sparing them. Instead, after he was done with them, he turned toward the barely alive leader, who coughed blood, his body broken.

Leon crouched beside him, tilting his head. "Tell your employers something for me."

He grabbed the assassin's face and lifted him into the air.

"Send more.""

Then, with a casual flick of his wrist, he tossed the assassin into the darkness, letting him crawl away.

The innkeeper poked his head out, looking at the destruction. He sighed. "You gonna pay for this too?"

Leon tossed another pouch of gold. "Keep the change."

The innkeeper grinned. "Heh. I like you."

Roman exhaled, sheathing his sword. "That was just the first wave. The real trouble is coming."

Roselia licked her lips. "Let them come."

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Leon grinned. "Yeah… let's see how long they last."

With this assassination attempt, Leon had declared war on the entire floor.

And the true enemies were now watching.

Would they send more assassins?

Would a guild make a direct move?

One thing was certain—

They aren't going to stop until Leon is dead or they are dead.

At first, Leon found it amusing.

A few weak assassins trying to kill him? Cute.

But after the seventh attempt—when a group of masked killers tried poisoning their food at an inn—he started getting annoyed.

By the tenth attempt—when a squad of trained assassins tried collapsing a dungeon on top of them—Leon was done playing around.

Leon and his team were inside a dungeon, clearing out a nest of shadow wraiths. The creatures screeched as Roselia's black flames incinerated them, their bodies disintegrating into nothing.

Roman swung his sword, cutting through a dozen wraiths in one motion, while Millim giggled, drinking the life essence of another.

Naval and Liliana stood behind, casting barrier magic to block any stray attacks.

The dungeon was supposed to be a simple raid.

But then—

BANG!

A trap activated, and the walls slammed shut, locking them inside a tight space.

From the shadows, cloaked figures emerged—twenty elite assassins armed with enchanted blades and crossbows aimed at Leon's head.

Their leader, wearing a golden mask, smirked. "We finally have you, Leon."

Leon slowly cracked his neck.

"Oh? You sure about that?"

The assassins attacked all at once.

Swords flashed.

Daggers flew.

Poisoned needles filled the air.

It didn't matter.

Leon vanished, moving faster than their eyes could follow. He reappeared behind one assassin, grabbed his head—

CRACK!

—and twisted it clean off.

Roselia released a wave of hellfire, engulfing five assassins at once, their screams echoing as they were burned alive.

Roman blocked a flurry of attacks and sliced an assassin's body in two, his face calm and unreadable.

Millim dodged gracefully, then grabbed an assassin's face and sank her fangs into his neck, drinking deep. The assassin struggled for a moment before collapsing lifelessly.

Naval and Liliana's magic trapped the remaining assassins in a force field, making them easy prey.

Leon walked up to the trapped assassins, looking at them with pure irritation.

"Enough."

BOOM!

A single punch shattered the air, creating a shockwave that ripped through the last assassins, turning their bodies into a bloody mist.

Leon stood amidst the carnage, his face dark with anger.

"This is getting annoying."

Roman nodded. "This was a serious attempt. They're getting desperate."

Millim licked the blood off her lips. "Hehe~ I don't mind! Free food."

Roselia, however, stepped forward, her voice cold. "We can't let this continue."

Leon sighed. "Yeah. I was enjoying my time on this floor, but these idiots keep ruining it."

He looked up, as if speaking directly to whoever was watching from the shadows.

"You want to kill me? Fine. But I'm done waiting."

Leon's aura exploded, shaking the dungeon. His eyes glowed, and his presence alone sent a warning through the entire fifth floor.

"I'm hunting you all down. Every assassin, every guild behind them. You think you can get rid of me? Let's see if you can survive me first."

With that declaration, Leon declared war.

No more defense.

No more waiting.

Now?

He was going on the offensive.

Leon didn't wait.

As soon as they returned to the surface, he and his team moved out.

Their first target? The Venom Fang Guild, a mid-tier assassin guild known for its expertise in poisons and silent kills.

But against Leon?

Silence meant nothing.

Leon stormed through their hideout, an underground network of tunnels hidden beneath an abandoned fortress.

A dozen assassins tried to ambush him, emerging from the shadows with daggers coated in lethal poison.

They were too slow.

Leon dodged effortlessly, appearing behind one and shoving his fist straight through the man's chest, pulling out his still-beating heart.

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Roman cleaved through their defenses with his greatsword, cutting down two assassins at once.

Millim danced through the chaos, draining life essence with every step.

Naval and Liliana sealed off the exits, casting barrier magic to prevent any survivors from escaping.

In less than five minutes, the entire base was reduced to corpses and fire.

"One down," Leon muttered, wiping the blood off his hand. "Who's next?"

The destruction of Venom Fang sent shockwaves through the underworld.

The remaining assassin guilds quickly realized:

Leon wasn't just defending himself.

He was coming for all of them.

Desperate, five remaining assassin guilds—Nightshade Order, Phantom Blades, Crimson Lotus, Black Scorpions, and Eclipse Fang—formed an alliance to eliminate him first.