Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 916 - 3: Win Over

The entire mansion was in chaos.

As the lead legendary assassin launched the attack, a graceful girl holding a whip in a gilded room nearby suddenly fixed her gaze. She glanced at the chaos outside, her eyes revealing a strange light, seemingly able to penetrate the range of the darkness spell.

"Are there other forces trying to assassinate the Mother of Great Bliss?"

The expression of the cold-faced girl tightened her whip, and with a snapping sound, the fat man who had been playing a letter game with her, delighted by her highly skilled sadistic techniques, had his neck instantly snapped. He struggled and convulsed briefly before he expired completely.

A follower of Lavita, the Painful Girl.

These lunatics who like to wear spiked leather armor can be said to be the most dangerous sadist legion across the continent of Ferren.

They excel at torturing prisoners and gruesome interrogations, with ranks like Painbearer, Master of the Lash, and Dark Wanderer within the church. The Dark Wanderer is a sect that spreads pain and disaster everywhere, favoring special implements like spiked maces and hooked whips as weapons.

Is it time to act and kill the Mother of Great Bliss now?

The graceful girl shed her disguise, revealing her body full of scars. She seemed to be listening to something, glanced back with a hint of reluctance, and quickly retreated from the mansion.

Upon her movement, several attendants lurking within the mansion also left. They were skilled in disguise, using magic to fuse masks made from flayed human skin to conceal their identities.

Something was wrong.

The Mother of Great Bliss’s guards had arrived, and they were exposed too quickly to find an opportune moment.

The followers of the Painful Girl most desired to capture the Mother of Great Bliss, whip her into a bloody state, and finally flay her bit by bit as a sacrifice to Lavita.

Meanwhile.

In the hall, Duncan breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the departing scourger.

Even though most present were ranked Three-Star and Four-Star Marked Units, once the fight began, their displayed prowess nearly matched that of other worlds’ Five-Star Marked Units. Amidst the chaos, the hall lit up with lightning, fire, and poison gas. Wanderers melded into shadows, reappearing from unknown corners with a backstab, capable of an instant kill if evaded.

Moreover, priests were casting numerous divine techniques, warriors roared, their muscles and bones exploding with sound. Here, even a Three-Star Marked Unit could perform a vast array of supernatural magic abilities.

This is where the world law placed no real restrictions; supernatural power was virtually accessible to individuals.

A mist enveloped the area.

In the center of the crowd, one of the assassins suddenly transformed into mist, reappearing behind the Mother of Great Bliss. Several wanderers appeared to be weaving through shadows, difficult to track without a god’s-eye view.

A poisoned dagger glinted with a cold light, and with just a slight slash, a burly guard went rigid. In the next moment, an assassin climbed up, perching on his shoulders to complete a garrote.

The head flew.

Blood sprayed like a fountain.

The surrounding guests screamed again, and the Mother of Great Bliss in the center was also in a panic. She hastily activated the magical marvel on her body, then chanted a prayer to open an energy protection field.

The Mother of Great Bliss, Kranna, was indeed powerful, but personally quite frail.

She had almost no actual combat experience.

Looking at her status, one can understand why she’s so frail. First, she was the only daughter of the Sargant Banking Family, protected well since childhood. Second, she was the high priestess of the Hedonistic Sect and the leader of hedonists, and later became the mortal beloved of Lierla, the Goddess of Joy.

Such a person would hardly take any risks, let alone engage in life-and-death combat.

However, the curiosities on her were many, and at the first sign of attack, the necklace, earrings, rings, belt, and decorations on her body all erupted with brilliant spiritual light. Among them, even sacred artifacts of the Hedonistic Sect caused nearby people to fall into a chaotic state.

Hahaha!

An assassin suddenly burst into wild laughter, as if he had fallen into a state of ecstasy. Despite his intent to kill the Mother of Great Bliss before him, his body uncontrollably trembled, and in the extreme madness, he danced frenetically, laughing himself hoarse, involuntarily moving to the frenzy.

This bizarre scene left Duncan momentarily stunned.

Splurt.

Blood flashed.

Duncan’s expression faltered for a moment, but his actions did not pause at all. He lifted a corpulent merchant as a human shield and charged directly toward the Mother of Great Bliss, then swung the merchant’s body out.

Everyone else was fleeing the darkness, but Duncan, with a god’s-eye view, charged straight into the shadows.

"Follow me!"

There was no time to consider anything else right now. Duncan grabbed the Mother of Great Bliss before him, pulling her from the floating state to the ground. Even at this moment, she still had the divine grace of the Goddess of Joy activated. If not for the strength of her curiosities, she would have been riddled with bolts of deadly poison by now.

A ghostly light flashed.

Clang!

Duncan parried the enemy’s surprise attack. He advanced, striking back at the opponent’s arm, but the enemy was unafraid, moving with an agility that belied a mortal being, almost instinctively avoiding it, then swiped the other dagger towards Duncan’s abdomen.