Mystical Journey

The ax struck fiercely into the wall.

The man rolled forward to avoid the attack. Looking back, he did not see anyone.

"Damn! If it wasn't for the Shooting Shadow Secret Method!!" The man was furious, but he knew that even if he was at his peak condition, he would not have much chance of winning if he fought head-on with the enemy.

Mysterious and elusive, that was the enemy's modus operandi.

No matter what he did these few days, he would be attacked. His food had poison, there was a bomb under his bed and a shootout using guns with silencers at midnight. There was also backstabbing without warning.

A series of sneak attacks anywhere and anytime. No matter where he hid, the enemy would always be able to find him. There was once when he went into a toilet, a poisonous emerald green spider fell out of the toilet paper. Once bitten by this spider, if the victim was not injected with the serum within fifteen minutes, he would be beyond help. In this sort of place, not to mention the serum for this emerald green spider, a serum for a normal spider bite would not exist. Even if he was sent to the hospital, he could only wait for his death.

When Jay came all the way here, it was totally a torture. This kind of tension was what he was scared of. He could not find the enemy and could only receive attacks one-sidedly. Keeping up his vigilance anytime and anywhere for several days, he was totally overworked and his mind was on the brink of collapse.

"White Phoenix…" Jay said viciously. This horrifying killer was obviously sent by the White Phoenix, so this grudge was on White Phoenix.

He quickly took out a banana and inspected it carefully. After no abnormalities could be found, he began to peel it.

Boom!!!

An explosion occurred.

A crimson ball of fire swallowed up Jay.

His upper body was burned into cinders and was then blown backward by the impact of the explosion on a garbage bin. There was no longer any life in him.

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"What!! Jay died!!" Bald head roared. He clenched his phone tightly as though he was going to break the phone.

The veins on his hands and face popped out and his complexion turned green.

Jay died…..

This was going to be a big deal….

Putting down the phone, Bald Head did not know what his feelings were like. There was a deep anger and coldness gushing out from the bottom of his heart.

It was not just him alone in the office. There were the higher ups of the Nighthawks, his wife Hera, the computer genius Angel, explosives expert Ryan… These people were those who joined the Nighthawks at the beginning and they all heard Bald Head's roar.

The expression on everyone's face fell, Jay died… The Black Uniforms were the ones providing their Boss with the ancient relics but they'd all been annihilated. Jay died and he'd been the boss of the Black Uniforms. This meant that the whole Black Uniform Organization had been wiped out.

This did not concern only the relics…

Jay was the right-hand man of the Boss. His status was equal to Bald Head's and he held great authority and a lot of connections. But now, he had died…..

"Lotus Pearl." Bald Head began, but he found that there was some tremble in his voice. "White Phoenix's Lotus Pearl."

"Where are the people we're supposed to receive?" Hera asked on the side.

"No reply, it's either we have been jammed or…" Angel said in a low voice.

Previously, they were holding an attitude of training their soldiers in handling this crisis. Now, following Jay's death and the annihilation of the Black Uniform Organization, every single person here knew what sort of storm was coming.

The fury of the Nighthawk King, how terrifying it would be.

"Just received news, an explosion had occurred at Boss' villa…. The White Phoenix's Falcon squad was annihilated," Angel said while turning the laptop in front of her around for everyone to see.

"Looks like this will be an all-out war." Bald Head said while lowering his head. Taking a cigarette and holding in his mouth, he did not light the cigarette.

No one answered him. There was a depressed and solemn atmosphere around them. Facing White Phoenix, this horrifying and extreme monster, no one could afford to relax. Night Hawk's invincible legend was completely broken by White Phoenix just now.

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Night time.

The bonfire crackled, releasing a yellowish red glow while illuminating the surrounding areas of the forest.

Garen and the girl in black sat under a gigantic arched root and treated it as a shelter. Around the root, the surface of the rocks and stones were covered with green moss. Small clusters of dark green thorny plants were everywhere, and inside them were full of fluttering small grey insects.

Garen sat quietly by the bonfire while fiddling it with a thick wooden stick.

"One of my subordinates died." He said.

"Must be Lotus Pearl." The petite girl hugged her knees while resting her head on top. "Gremlin must have sent her out, that dreadful woman."

"You have been abandoned." Garen continued saying.

"I know." The girl said. There was no sign of agitation, she seemed to have expected it. "Your excellent subordinate died, are you not sad in the slightest?"

"Death may not necessarily be the end, it may be a new beginning." Garen said while smiling, "Of course, in return, aren't you with me? White Phoenix's new headquarter is not that easy to find. I'm counting on you to show me the way."

"I won't show you the way!" The girl said expressionlessly.

"Never mind, I don't need you to agree," Garen said and gave her a gentle smile. The Black Uniform Organization had been completely destroyed, although there was a great loss of power previously. However, Jay had also died, and this went beyond the boundary of what Garen could tolerate. He originally thought that with the Shooting Shadow Secret Skill, normal people would not be able to pose a threat to Jay and the others. It seemed like he was wrong.

The girl felt a chill. These few days, her life had been abnormal. She sometimes had her memories and sometimes she didn't. She was unclear about what she'd done and said. A lot of times, she was not clear-headed and when she woke up, she would find herself in a completely unfamiliar place.

Everything was just like a dream. She felt that she was going to fall apart soon.

These few days, they could swagger right under other people's noses and yet be ignored completely. It was just like they were invisible whether they took a plane or a car.

Directly from America to Mexico where they were right now.

She did not know where in Mexico this place was. She only knew that when they passed by a small village, she heard people speaking Spanish in loud voices. There seemed to be no dialects mixing in their language and more like what the Indigenous people used. From what those who spoke Spanish said, this seemed to be a place in Mexico called Sidney. She did not know whether it was the name of the city or the region.

She looked at the masked man sitting in front of her. That eerie black mask made him feel mysterious yet dangerous.

If there was a chance…she hoped in her heart. Her brother was a Mexican drug lord, as long as there was a chance, she may be able to contact her brother…

"Your name is Simone right?" Garen suddenly asked.

"How did you know?" The petite girl said, alarmed.

"This time among the Primary Colors, White Phoenix finally acted. They wouldn't have just sent over little fellas like you to die right?" Garen suddenly laughed under his mask.

The girl showed a sarcastic expression.

"We already know your true identity. Someone must be on the way to Grano."

"Oh?" Garen said. "They're pretty quick."

"You're not even worried for a bit?" Simone realized and said. She had tried to escape these few days but was caught easily like he was catching little chicks, no matter what method she used. This man was always in a relaxed mood as though nothing could affect him.

She did not know why but she wanted to see a panicked and desperate look on him.

"From the moment I did not disguise myself, I already knew this was going to happen," Garen said as though there was no effect on his emotion.

"You have long prepared for this?" Simone stared at his only eye, trying to find a change in his expression from under the mask.

"Do you know what kind of people we've sent?" She said. "The Primary Colors' most elite Golden Balance Organization. Each of them has strength close to special-class mercenary. They are one of the most powerful killer organizations in the world." She stared at his eye while trying to exert pressure on him with a slow tone.

What she got in exchange was just a chuckle.

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Grano.

Raffaele slowly walked out of the woods while looking at the panicked group of elite killers that seemed as though they'd met a strong enemy.

The leader was wearing a white power suit that seemed as though it contained technology from the future, despite looking like ancient armor.

"The world is in my hands…"Raffaele whispered while opening her clasped hands.

Her long blond hair was dancing in the breeze as though golden threads were drifting through the sky. A dazzling light shone from her palms.

Weng…

The ground seemed to be shaking, the air seemed to be shaking and the whole forest also seemed to be shaking. An indescribable heat had gathered in her hands.

Chi!

Numerous golden lines spiraled out from her hands and shot towards the surroundings, looking like DNA double helixes.

Peng peng peng!!!

Continuous explosions occurred where the golden strands landed, dyeing the woods with blood. The killers were helpless. They'd been pursued for several days and forced into a group. They were exhausted and had reached their limits.

"Ah ah ah!! You monster!!" The leading killer screamed. He could not bear it anymore and charged with bloodshot eyes at Raffaele. However, he was surrounded by the golden strands and exploded with a bang, becoming a large cloud of bloody mist.

Raffaele raised her head, her eyes glowing.

Boom!!!

At the same time, all the killers exploded like bombs into blood mist and were absorbed by the surrounding trees and golden strands. Except for some clothes and pieces of torn cloth, there was nothing left in the place.

A breeze blew over and Raffaele disappeared from the spot.