OBS Chapter 3009 Cemetery Assassination
Chapter 3009 Cemetery Assassination
Chapter 3009 Cemetery Assassination
The hastily held funeral was not grand, although all the procedures were there but they were also very simple. After the procedures in the church were completed, the pallbearers carried the coffin to the snowy cemetery, followed by relatives and invited guests.
The grave had been dug, and when the coffin was lowered into the grave, the weeping of the Miss Bennets was truly heartbreaking.
Shade and Xiwei stood at the back of the crowd, and from time to time they looked at the old man holding a black hat standing behind Thomas Bennett on the left. The old man was about fifty years old, with gray hair and a face that made him look like the most serious and upright person.
Among all the people present, he was the only ring wizard besides Shade, Xiwei and Bennet. The old man came to the funeral as the cousin of Mrs. Bennet's mother. Although the specific relationship was difficult to understand, he was indeed a real relative because many people knew him.
The Bennet family is a prominent local family, and it is not a low-probability event that distant relatives have been involved in the time transfer station.
Soon the funeral was over, and Mr. Bennet thanked all the guests in turn, and then let his children go home first:
"I want to stay here with your mother. Linda, you should go back to the church too. You don't really need to come today."
No matter what the daughters thought, they left with their brother. The guests who came to the funeral also said goodbye to Mr. Bennet and left one after another. In the end, only Mr. Bennet was left standing in front of the newly filled grave, staring at the tombstone in the snow.
Snow fell on his hair and shoulders. This man who had been silent throughout the funeral was actually much sadder than everyone imagined. Only the sound of footsteps broke the sadness. An old man with a cane and a hat appeared from behind him, his eyes sharp as if he was going to take out a dagger and pierce the man with his back to him.
And Thomas Bennet knew who it was without even turning his head:
"Does it have to be today?"
The middle-aged man who had just lost his wife asked in a low voice, still looking down at the tombstone in front of him:
"My wife just passed away. If you still have some decency and conscience, you shouldn't choose to come to me in this place now."
At this time, he no longer spoke like the gentle innkeeper, and his sad voice was not very loud, but it fully expressed his mood.
The old man, whose hair and shoulders were also covered with snow, scolded:
"There's no need for courtesy and conscience when dealing with people like you. How many people has your family killed since the founding of Ximu Town until today? How many tragedies has it caused? Don't you know that?
It would be foolish to mourn for someone like you. Besides, is your wife's death normal? I wonder if this is also a conspiracy? Or maybe the gods can no longer stand your actions and finally punished you!"
Thomas Bennet turned around in the snow, and the expression on his face even frightened the old man who scolded him. No one had ever seen such a fierce and violent expression on the face of this ordinary innkeeper. He spoke word by word:
"My wife has nothing to do with our family's responsibilities, and her death has nothing to do with these. You can hate me, but don't insult my wife."
The frightened old man asked again:
"You see this as a responsibility?"
He seemed to be so angry that even his voice began to tremble:
"I used to have a happy family like you. I had a wife, a son, and a daughter. Until my son went to live with you for his deceased lover, and then everything changed.
I have waited thirty years for this opportunity today! Thirty years! Now instead of repenting, you say it is your responsibility?"
"I don't know which one your son is. Thirty years ago, my father was in charge of the transfer station. But I am sure of one thing, all the choices were made by your son himself. We have our own principles and never force guests to make choices."
Thomas Bennett was quickly adjusting his mood and he had regained his composure:
"But over the years, you are one of the few people who can find me. Since I inherited my ancestors' family business, I have never taken the initiative to kill anyone. After I defeat you, I will throw you into a time and space where no one can find you. I hope you can forget the hatred and start a new life."
As he spoke, the eight life rings on his back appeared. The old man opposite was not surprised by the other party's level. He waved his hand, and the eight people who had been invisible just now also appeared in the cemetery in the snow.
All of them were mid-level sorcerers. As the old man took a step back, the eight people surrounding Thomas Bennett from all directions cast spells at the same time:
"Fireball!" "Wild Wind!" "Thunder Gun!" "Ice Storm!" "Shadow Ball!" "Light Arrow!" "Earth's Fury!" "Water Song!"
The standing positions of the eight people are very interesting. If you look down from above, the eight people happen to occupy the four directions of east, west, south, north and in between. Their positions are so precise that they seem to have been measured in advance.
But facing eight elemental attacks coming from eight directions, Thomas Bennett simply snapped his fingers, and the eight colors and light marks solidified in the air, and even the eight people who cast the spell stopped moving.
This kind of group time-stopping is a power that even Shad cannot master. Logically, only those who have reached a higher level are qualified to learn it, but when Thomas Bennett casts the spell, it seems as if no energy is consumed at all.
However, his spell was ineffective against the old man who retreated early. It was not because the spell did not choose him, but because the old man had already put the black hat in his hand on his head.
He put on a black hat, and his whole body was dyed black. His height suddenly increased to two meters, and then the shadow turned into wings and appeared behind him.
A large book made of shadows appeared in his left hand, and a large sword made of shadows appeared in his right hand. Then the black hat left his head, but it only flew up about ten centimeters before turning into a dark halo in the rotation.
The Sage-level relic [Evil Angel Halo] is a black hat. After wearing it, the wearer will become an "Evil Angel". The body strength reaches the thirteenth ring for a short time, but the sublimation words cannot be used. In this stage, you can maintain your rationality, but it can only last for a minute at most before you completely lose your sanity.
But after losing its sanity, its strength will gradually decrease until it annihilates itself, and the angel halo will turn back into a hat form.
Although it has not yet been determined which god the "evil angel" belongs to, its previous containment record clearly states that it is immune to abilities such as time freezing.
Thomas Bennet obviously knew what it was. He frowned slightly and was about to say something when the black figure with wings on its back dissipated in the snow like a shadow.
The next second, that figure appeared directly in front of Thomas Bennett. But it did not attack but hugged him directly. Then the tenth figure appeared in the cemetery in the snow. A middle-aged woman with a second ring level hiding in a grave nearby came out from the ground. She didn't even bother to brush off the dirt on her body, and directly stabbed the black ritual dagger into her heart. Before she died, she used her last willpower to throw it towards the area where time stopped.
The intensity of the whispering element emitted by the ritual dagger that had received the sacrifice was even more amazing than that of the "evil angel" at the moment. The eight colors of elemental energy that were frozen in time were connected to the dagger in the air at this moment, and then formed the ritual of the eight-pointed star in the air in an instant.
The holy emblem of the ancient god - [Ancient Death God] was formed in the ritual array, and the originally complex conditions for using the relic were fully met.
Then, death came.
Everyone watching the battle, including Shade, felt a layer of darkness in front of their eyes. After the fleeting darkness disappeared, the old man who had transformed into an evil angel had returned to his human form in the battle field of the snowy cemetery. His body lay on the soil of the cemetery, and snowflakes fell on his dark face.
The dagger pierced his body before hitting Thomas Bennet. Now the old man has been sent to his death by the power of the unknown dagger relic, but Thomas Bennet is still standing in the snow.
He just stood there motionless, his chest not even rising or falling with his breathing.
The ring wizards who were responsible for casting spells in different directions looked at him nervously, and then the boldest one stretched out his hand and gently pushed at the air, and Thomas Bennett fell into the snow in the cemetery.
"He's finally dead! We succeeded!"
Excited shouts and sad cries were heard together, but before they could fully accept the fact that the operation was successful, something strange happened.
The fallen body of Thomas Bennett stood up again in the uplifting green light. He lowered his head to brush off the snow on his clothes and the dirt on his pants, then pulled out the dagger that was inserted into his chest.
The dagger had lost its terrifying whispering element at this moment. The middle-aged businessman's body did not bleed, and he even flicked it lightly, and the hole in his clothes returned to its original state.
The white mist that came out of his mouth while he was breathing showed that he was still alive. Thomas Bennett praised the assassins:
"Your choice is correct. The power of the ancient god of death restrains all immortality. This dagger."
He identified it:
"The Sage-level relic [Shallow Burial] completes the Shallow Burial ritual, and then sends any life it touches to the 'end' within one second. It's a relief that you were able to find this kind of ritual dagger. Yes, under normal circumstances, I should have died, and it was the kind of death that could not be saved even if time was turned back."