I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 253 - 189: Executioner Squad (Two in One)

Chapter 253: Chapter 189: Executioner Squad (Two in One)

Spirit World.

In a light blue, blurry vision, seven figures were moving at high speed.

All of them were dressed in uniform suits, cloaked in black overcoats.

This was an elite Transcendent squad from the Shelter—the “Executioners.”

“Captain Aesop, we should be close to Amber City in Gem State, right?”

One of the young men spoke up.

“Mm.”

The middle-aged man leading them responded with a hum.

“It’s taken us over half an hour to shuttle from Fossil City to Amber City in the Spirit World, all to suppress ‘Akebin Kowal’ as quickly as possible… The Judge has issued a kill-on-sight order; we must execute him on the spot!”

“Yes!”

“Yes, Captain!”

The other members responded in unison.

Their speed was so fast that the surrounding scenery was a blur, flickering by like slides in a presentation.

This was made possible by the numerous city anchors controlled by the Shelter, allowing the Executioner squad to shuttle precisely and reach their destination with utmost speed.

Soon, within their vision in the Spirit World, they could make out the outline of Amber City from afar.

“First we should go to the Amber City Shelter. The highest official there is a student favored by the Judge. As basic courtesy, it’s best we notify them… and besides, the information about Akebin came from her,” Captain Aesop said.

The other members had no objections, silently nodding in agreement.

While the Executioner squad wasn’t under the jurisdiction of the Shelter’s regular departments and didn’t need to report to the local branches when carrying out missions, it was a sign of respect to the Judge Rudolph.

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At that moment, however, Captain Aesop suddenly shouted in a deep voice:

“Everyone, stop!”

The members were startled and stopped in their tracks, immediately looking ahead following their captain’s gaze.

On the side of the hazy main road outside the city, a figure was gently leaning against a contorted, indistinct lamp post, with a pitch-black longsword stuck at his feet.

This person was clad in battered and dented black armor, with a wolf-head iron helmet on his head.

He appeared as though a knight just returned from the battlefield.

“Black Knight… Bales!” Captain Aesop narrowed his eyes and spoke in a grave tone.

The knight slowly stood up, clenched his fist, and with a clang, drew the black sword from the ground.

“Executioner squad, I’ve been waiting for quite some time.”

A deep male voice emanated from within the wolf helmet.

“Mm… Six Sequence Seven, one Sequence Six, today you’ll all be buried here…”

“Be careful!” Captain Aesop shouted explosively.

But the Black Knight’s figure had already vanished.

The next second.

An Executioner member behind Aesop’s widened his eyes in shock, trembling as he lowered his head.

At his chest, a black sword protruded, blood gushing forth.

Pthth—!

The Black Knight, with his back facing the man, withdrew the sword with a reverse grip, carrying along a trail of Blood Beads.

With a whooshing sound, he flicked the black sword, flinging the blood in an arc across the ground.

The critically injured Executioner member thudded to his knees, clutched his chest, and screamed in pain. However, his cries abruptly stopped the next second as the Black Knight stomped and broke his neck.

Crack!

“Moor!!”

The members of the Executioner squad cried out in distress.

“You damned bastard! Go to hell!”

Two members, full of rage, unleashed their Supernatural Power; one’s body became shrouded in shadows, disappearing into them, while the other was surrounded by vapors, his muscles flashing with electric arcs, both charging at the Black Knight.

These were a Sequence Seven assassin from the Conspiracy Faction and a Sequence Seven Shark Fighter from the Deep Sea Faction!

“Pathetic bluster.”

The Black Knight casually reached out and plucked a man right out from his own shadow below, his fingers tightly gripping the man’s face.

His other hand holding the black sword, he brought it down hard, the dazzling purple sword light slicing through the mist in front of him along with the man himself, cleanly bisected.

The Executioner squad lost another member!

“Bales! You, an A-grade wanted felon of the Empire, dare to show your face and ambush the Executioner squad here!” Captain Aesop bellowed, completely disappearing in an instant.

But the Black Knight was indifferent, tossing the man he held to his right; with a thud, the body hit something invisible.

Aesop was forced to reappear, holding his own teammate, his expression changing drastically.

Only a minute ago, the young man in his arms was still lively, now he was already lifeless.

“His soul dissipated…”

Aesop’s hands trembled, his heart bleeding.

These were his longtime comrades, battle buddies entrusted with life and death, yet now they lay dead before him.

His anger, unspeakable, surged forth.

“Captain!”

However, at that moment, the other three surviving members of the Executioner squad exclaimed in alarm.

The Black Knight clenched his fist and lifted it toward the sky.

This area, with a radius of thirty meters, suddenly plunged into nightfall; the people couldn’t see their own hands before them.

“Bales!!” Captain Aesop’s eyes reddened as he roared loudly.

But silence enveloped the area, and the voices of his teammates were no longer heard.

As a Sequence Six Shadowless of the Conspiracy Faction, he excelled in stealth and assassination, but when facing the Black Knight, he felt incredibly powerless.

This former captain of the Moon Church’s “Purple Moonlight” squad, now a turncoat, had terrifying direct combat power, and Aesop feared he was no match.

Aesop’s hands shaking, he took out a small light bulb from his chest; this was the “Spotlight Bulb,” a Grade B Mysterious Object they had acquired from the Fossil City Shelter for this mission to suppress Akebin.

It could effectively restrain the target within a small circle of light.

The cost was a short-term increased dependence on light sources, falling into the negative effect of “fear of the dark.”