Chapter 12: There’s no use attacking me with the surrounding environment
Upon entering, countless people caught sight of the *Cosmic Clock*, which displayed the time of 11:45:14.
114514—a sequence of numbers symbolizing "great calamity" in the Empire of Tianzhai.
It perfectly reflected the country's current state.
***
The unknown assassin's expression was unnaturally calm, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
"Dazni Enoch, in three seconds, you will raise your sword and take your own life."
"What are you talking about?"
"You don't need to understand. Just wait quietly for three seconds."
"Oh..."
I silently counted three seconds in my mind.
Hm. Nothing happened.
"Oh?"
A flash of surprise crossed his face.
However, he didn't lose composure. Seeing his trick had failed, he quickly changed tactics:
"Then… the dome here will collapse into massive falling rocks that will crush you to death. From this moment on, I will be immune to any form of harm."
The moment he finished speaking, the dome above began to crumble.
"Your ability nullifies any 'powers directed at you,' right? But how will you handle this attack?"
The assassin looked at me sharply.
Just as he said, massive stones mixed with various materials were falling straight at me.
Of course, there was a way to deal with it.
"This collapse was caused by 'your ability,' correct?"
If that's the case, then it's simple.
I pulled a red cloth from my pocket and quickly covered myself with it.
By attaching the "nullifying power" effect, this red cloth became an unbreakable shield.
Having faced similar attacks before, I had created this method as a countermeasure.
"What are you planning? How can you—"
"You don't need to understand. Just wait quietly."
And then, the endless stones came crashing down.
***
The wreckage piled high atop the collapsed dome, a sight that convinced the assassin the boy couldn't have survived.
His belief in his "wishful thinking" ability was unwavering—he was certain it could never fail.
In the past, he had faced formidable enemies who could nullify his power, and he'd resolved such cases through this external assault method. This time would be no different.
For insurance, he even granted himself the effect of "absolute immunity from any harm." It was a precaution he had never needed before.
Surely, nothing could go wrong this time—like the boy suddenly emerging from the wreckage and killing him...
Boom!
"Huh…?"
As the saying goes, what you fear most often comes true. From amidst the debris, a shadow leapt forward, reverberating throughout the once-silent hall.
There was no need to guess—the shadow was none other than Dazni himself.
Though it was hard to believe, as an experienced assassin, he always kept his guard up, even when relaxed.
"Hmph!"
He instinctively thrust his sharp sword toward the shadow with lightning speed, embedding it with "guaranteed hit" and "massive blood loss" magical effects. Within half a second, he also pulled out a segmented mechanical baton from his sleeve, assembling it and raising it defensively. The baton bore "unbreakable" and "impact reflection" effects.
To his credit, the assassin did very well. Such a response would be nearly impossible to overcome under normal circumstances.
But this opponent was Dazni Enoch, an otherworldly being beyond the bounds of conventional understanding.
The enchanted sword, despite its deadly effects, was easily deflected by the boy. Dazni then swiftly closed in, launching toward the assassin.
The thought "this might be my end" crossed the assassin's mind, a hollow feeling in his chest confirming it.
Having swiftly killed the assassin, Dazni extended his hand, showing him his still-beating heart.
"You…"
And, without mercy, he crushed the heart before his dying eyes.
The assassin fell, utterly silent.
"Seems this opponent wasn't much of a challenge either."
For Dazni, it was just another unremarkable victory.
"Hurry! Get a medical team here immediately! The emperor has been attacked!!"
"Why was this area left unguarded?!"
"Forget it! Just secure the emperor's safety first!"
Rushed footsteps echoed through the outer corridor, sounding like a group of heavily armored personnel.
Their anxious, hurried voices indicated that the Empire's forces had arrived.
As for the assassins and the emperor's condition, Dazni didn't care; he'd leave that to those coming to handle it.
For him, the safety of Shaovon and Avic was more pressing. Although he didn't think they'd run into trouble, it was still better to check.
Moreover, with fires raging throughout the Empire, there were many areas besides the palace that needed relief.
"I'll go ahead…"
With calm, unwavering composure, Dazni sheathed his weapon and left the scene before anyone could see him.
The hall, left in ruins, awaited the arrival of others to witness its devastation.