The Chosen of Slaanesh in Infinite Worlds

The daggers and kunai flashed cold light in the darkness, and every swing was accompanied by the fall of an adventurer.

These guys, who were once arrogant and full of evil, had their lives taken away silently in their sleep.

For them, this might be the most merciful way to die.

Ashaji and Anne Roger moved extremely quickly, like two black whirlwinds shuttling through the corridor.

Before long, they had reached the last room on the third floor. This room was different from the other rooms, and the faint light coming through the crack in the door looked particularly strange.

Anne Roger watched the stairs up and down vigilantly to make sure no enemy made a sneak attack.

Ashaji gently opened the door and looked inside the house.

There was a candle lit inside, and the dim yellow light fell on a thin figure on the execution rack.

The figure was hung on the execution rack in the shape of a "大" character, naked, with his hands, feet and neck tightly handcuffed with iron rings.

Her body was covered with whip marks, blood stains and dried filth, and she looked horrible.

She lowered her head, her long hair covering her face, revealing only a pair of dead eyes. There was no life or hope in her eyes, as if she had completely despaired of the world.

Judging from her slightly developed breasts and long gray-brown hair, she was clearly still a young girl. And judging from her figure and face, she was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Damn..."

Asha ji cursed under her breath.

She couldn't imagine that these villains would be so cruel to such a young girl. They tortured her into this state, which was worse than animals!

A strong feeling of anger and sympathy surged in Ashaji's heart.

She wanted to rush over and rescue the girl immediately, but her mind told her that now was not the time.

Their mission is to sabotage and assassinate, not to rescue people. Moreover, if they alert the enemy, the entire operation will be affected.

Ashaji frowned, thought for a while, and finally chose to quietly leave the room.

She knew that she couldn't let her emotions get the better of her and had to complete the task Link had assigned to them.

Ashaji and Anne Roger continued to go deeper behind enemy lines, their figures flickering in the darkness, reaping the lives of the enemies like the scythe of the god of death.

Link and the others were quietly waiting outside the main gate for the best time to attack.

The rain is still heavy, blood and fire will be the only embellishment of tonight.

123. Scatter

The night was as dark as ink. Ashaji and Anne Roger met at the stairs with nimble figures, and both of them had firmness and determination in their eyes.

This ancient building looks particularly eerie in the night. Each of its four floors seems to hide unspeakable secrets.

They exchanged a few brief words and decided to give up exploring the unknown floors and instead go down and quietly approach the sleeping Black Hand mercenaries.

The corridor on the second floor was particularly dim due to the lack of candlelight. Only the faint light occasionally coming through the gaps between the rooms could barely allow people to identify the direction.

Unlike the silence on the second floor, there were bursts of noisy chatting, laughter and the smell of alcohol coming from the first floor. It was obvious that the members of the Black Hand Mercenary Group there were immersed in joy, unaware that danger was quietly approaching.

Ashaji and Anne Roger walked down the stairs quietly, taking every step carefully for fear of making any sound.

However, fate always seems to play tricks on us at the most inopportune times.

Just as they were about to sneak into the house on the second floor and carry out the assassination according to the pre-made plan, a drunk adventurer suddenly staggered up from the first floor.

He held a wine bottle in one hand and an oil lamp in the other. The dim and swaying light instantly illuminated the stairs and also exposed the figures of Ashaji and Anne Roger.

This adventurer from the Black Hand Mercenary Group obviously did not expect to meet two strangers here. He was stunned for a moment, and then the drunkenness was replaced by fear.

"Who are you... come quickly..." Before he finished speaking, Anne Roger had already taken action.

Her figure flashed, and the long sword in her hand flashed a cold light in an instant, like lightning across the night sky.

With a sound of "crack! tear!", the opponent's head was neatly cut in half. The wine bottle and oil lamp fell to the ground at the same time and shattered into pieces. The lamp oil ignited when it came into contact with fire. A raging fire suddenly broke out in the corridor, illuminating everything around.

The adventurers on duty on the first floor were startled by this sudden change and stood up suddenly. They looked towards the corridor in panic, but saw only flames and thick smoke.

"Hurry! Go and see what's going on!" someone shouted.

However, their reaction was still a step slow.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open by a huge force. Link and others who had been lying in ambush outside the door rushed forward like tigers descending from the mountains and launched a surprise attack on the Black Hand Mercenaries from behind.

"Kill them all!"

Link's voice was cold and resolute. The Skyfire Greatsword in his hand was like an angry fire dragon. The surging flames that swept out instantly flew across the hall and accurately hit the two Black Hand mercenaries. The scorching flames directly melted through their chests. Blood and flames intertwined into a horrifying picture.

Following that, Link took the lead. Wearing heavy armor, he was like a god of war, leading Ingrid, Stella and the others, and together they climbed over the long table in the hall and rushed into the Black Hand Mercenaries like lightning.

It all happened too fast and too suddenly, and the members of the Black Hand Mercenary Group were unable to react for a moment. They had never imagined that someone would choose to launch an attack on such a dark and windy night, especially a mercenary group like theirs that had a gold-level adventurer in command.

However, the daze was only temporary. With the tragic deaths of the two mercenaries, the remaining members of the Black Hand Mercenary Group finally came to their senses. They picked up their weapons and rushed towards Link and others with roars.

The battle broke out completely at this moment.

"Kill them all...!" Link growled. The greatsword in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death. Wherever it passed, life withered like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind.

However, the enemy's attacks could only leave shallow dents on his heavy armor and were completely unable to penetrate this indestructible defense.

Stella and Yuna were not willing to be left behind, and they each entangled two silver-level adventurers.

Yuna is a boxer with superb physical skills and a ghostly figure. Her fists are fast and fierce. Every time she punches, she can create a gust of wind, making it difficult for the opponent to defend. Stella, on the other hand, controls the giant axe with great strength, launching fierce attacks like a bamboo breaking through, forcing the enemy to retreat step by step.

As for Ingrid, she showed amazing fighting ability.

"Ants! Turn into powder! Evil flames break!" She roared, and majestic black devil flames instantly surged out from the magic sword, condensing into black flaming blades in mid-air, shooting towards the most concentrated location of the Black Hand Mercenaries like a meteor shower.

Not only are these flaming blades extremely powerful, but once they're tainted by demonic flames, they're like maggots on the tarsal bone, difficult to extinguish. Just the slightest spark will cause them to spread into a large area in an instant, causing massive casualties.

Ashaji and Anne Roger on the second floor heard the noise downstairs and knew that Link and others had launched a violent attack.

They smiled at each other and no longer focused their attention downstairs, but turned their attention to the adventurers on the second floor who were gradually waking up because of the noise downstairs.

These adventurers obviously hadn't figured out the situation yet. They climbed out of bed in a daze, and some even rubbed their eyes, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Well, Ashaji, how about we see who is faster?"

Anne Roger raised her eyebrows, a challenging smile appearing on her lips.

As the principal of Taimanin Academy, Ashaji's strength should not be underestimated. Competing with her is not only a test of one's own strength, but also a kind of enjoyment.

And Anne Roger is just the kind of person who likes to challenge herself and pursue excitement.

"As you wish, Anne Roger, try your best and don't cry when you lose."

Ashaji was not to be outdone, she smiled slightly, with a confident light in her eyes. She knew that this competition was not just about winning or losing, but also about proving her own strength and value.

"Hehe! Don't be so quick to talk. You know, Master Link gave me this..."

Anne Roger smiled charmingly, then slowly pulled out a weapon that had never been drawn from the scabbard at her waist.

It was a long sword that looked ordinary but exuded an extraordinary aura. The blade was engraved with complicated runes and faintly emitted a faint magical fluctuation.

This is the weapon that Link drew in the lottery, the Zanpakutō - Senbonzakura! In order to prevent any unexpected situations, it was given to Anne Roger to save her life.

"Senbon... Sakura? Zanpakuto Senbon Sakura, ok, you cheated!"

Asaki recognized the sword at a glance and couldn't help but exclaimed. Senbonzakura, that is one of the legendary Zanpakuto, with incredible power. However, Anne Roger just smiled and did not deny it.

"Hehe! Then, scatter! Senbonzakura!"

As Anne Roger's low shout rang out, the blade instantly turned into pieces of floating cherry blossom petals.

These petals were light and beautiful, floating in the air like messengers of spring. However, the adventurers who woke up all showed doubtful looks.

They didn't understand why these seemingly harmless petals made them feel an inexplicable chill.

Some even stretched out their hands to try to hold the petals. However, when they touched the petals, they found that there was a blood line on their palms, and four fingers were separated from their palms and fell to the ground.

The pain instantly turned into screams, and everyone reacted and wanted to get away from those terrible petals. But it was too late, the flying cherry blossom petals had already surrounded them. These petals seemed to have life, constantly shuttling through the crowd, cutting, wherever they passed, blood splattered, screams continued.

Soon, the only sounds on the second floor were screams and desperate groans.

Anne Roger can only use Senbonzakura's Shikai now, but even so, it is no longer something that the ordinary adventurers in front of her can handle.

They were like lambs to be slaughtered, trembling under the blades of the Senbonzakura, and ultimately could only helplessly accept their fate of death.

Not long after, Link and his companions, who had dealt with the adventurers on the first floor, also came to the second floor.

He looked at the corpses and blood on the ground, and a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes. However, when he saw Ashaji and Anne Roger, he smiled with relief. Everyone successfully reunited and walked towards the last fourth floor.

A few people knew that the real battle had just begun.

......

On the fourth floor, in the innermost bedroom, a lewd atmosphere permeated the air.

A man with gloomy eyes was standing beside the bed. From behind him, he was twisting the woman's breasts fiercely, turning the supposedly fair and tender skin red.

The woman groaned in pain, but dared not resist. She had no power, she was just an ordinary weak woman in the slums, facing such humiliation, she could only endure it silently.

Looking at other places, the woman's body was covered with scars, bruises and teeth marks everywhere.

She once tried to resist and escape, but she was terrified by the fate of her companions who had tried to resist.

They were all abused to death by this man, and some were even tortured beyond recognition.

She couldn't imagine what would happen if she resisted.

So, she chose to obey.

She smiled seductively, tried to clamp her lower body tightly, and spoke obscene words, just hoping to satisfy the man as soon as possible and end this humiliation.

However, her obedience did not win the man's mercy. On the contrary, the man seemed to be more excited, and his actions became more rude and brutal.

"Huh..." After a series of movements, the man finally reached his limit.

He grasped the woman's huge breasts tightly, and after a trembling, he stood up from the bed.

He kept cursing, and seemed dissatisfied with the woman's performance.

"It's really useless, so loose, the ones of those girls downstairs are tighter. It's a pity that I don't have a figure like yours, and it's uncomfortable to hug you at night because you're so skinny. Next time, I'll use this place of yours, which hasn't been developed yet, right?"

The man teased, and stroked the woman's anus with his fingers, which frightened the woman so much that she began to tremble all over.

She knew she couldn't escape the clutches of this man and could only endure it all in silence.

The man snorted coldly and ignored the woman in front of him.

He walked to the window, looked out at the night in the distance, and suddenly felt uneasy.

It’s so late, why haven’t Jox and the others come back yet?

It was just a bunch of kids from an orphanage and an archer, so it should have been solved long ago. Could it be that something unexpected really happened?

Just as his thoughts were in turmoil, bursts of shouting and fighting suddenly came from downstairs.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and seemed to be coming in this direction.

The man's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He knew that what he was worried about had finally happened.

Those damn enemies actually dared to come to our door!

124. A big fire

Damn, what on earth is going on?

"Barron! Barron! What's going on outside?" the man shouted anxiously, with a hint of uneasiness and panic in his voice.

However, the only response he got was dead silence, with no one answering at all.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on outside!"

He cursed angrily, quickly put on his clothes, and grabbed the sword on the bedside.

Just as I was about to get up and leave the room to check what was going on outside, suddenly, the door was kicked open with a bang!

The flying door panel brought with it a strong gust of wind and almost hit him in the face.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and swung the sword in his hand, splitting the door panel in half.

The split door panels flew to both sides like two huge wooden leaves and fell to the ground with a thud.

At this moment, what caught his eyes was Link in heavy armor. His stern face and sharp eyes made his heart tremble.

"It's you, Link!?" he exclaimed, his tone filled with both surprise and vigilance.