The middle-aged man's once crimson face suddenly turned pale, and his breath became increasingly chaotic. He shook his head repeatedly, muttering, "This is impossible, this is impossible..."
"How does it feel? Do you think your control over your body is slipping away?" The ghostly voice echoed in the middle-aged man's ears once more. However, he seemed indifferent to it now; he knew death was near.
"White Contract, you've gone too far. Don't blame me for being rude!" Despair filled the middle-aged man's face as he realized that with so many contingencies prepared by the White Contract, there was no chance for him to escape now.
In the next moment, flames erupted from his entire body, and the temperature around him soared. The Soul-Devouring Flowers, which exuded a deathly aura, were reduced to ashes by the roaring flames.
"Purgatory! Rise!"
A thunderous shout escaped the middle-aged man's lips, and suddenly, walls of fire appeared within a five-hundred-meter radius around him, creating a closed space. However, his complexion abruptly turned crimson, and a mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth.
The once imposing fiery space became unstable with his sudden actions, as if it could collapse at any moment.
"Cough cough cough—" The middle-aged man clutched his chest and began to cough violently. With each cough, fresh blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. His previously resolute expression now bore traces of desolation. The Purgatory ability required immense energy; given his severe injuries and the lethal poison from the Soul-Devouring Flower, forcing control over the Purgatory space would only hasten his demise.
However, years of military experience had instilled in him a refusal to give up easily. The moment Purgatory formed, he had completely locked onto the figure of the White Contract! He understood that as fellow Eighth Level powerhouses, his opponent did not have absolute certainty of victory. If he fought desperately, there might still be a glimmer of hope.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, he launched an attack the instant the fiery space took shape. What had been a solitary space suddenly revealed a blurry shadow. Almost immediately, white flames enveloped that shadow as he unleashed the full force of the fire.
At that moment, an eerie scene unfolded: as the white flames covered the shadow, a gap suddenly appeared around the flames. The shadow surprisingly slipped through it. All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and the middle-aged man witnessed it all.
In the next moment, his previously determined expression transformed into one of calmness. The fiery space that had covered a one-kilometer radius abruptly contracted, while at the same time, that shadow drew closer to him as the space shrank.
“White Contract, if I can die alongside you, the infamous super assassin, then my life will not have been in vain!” The middle-aged man had already decided to perish with the shadow of White Contract. To achieve this, he would also meet his end in this fiery space.
Suddenly, at that moment, the middle-aged man felt a chill at his neck, and then his entire consciousness rapidly faded away. Just before disappearing, he heard a vague voice: “Do you think my space Ability is inferior to yours? Hahahahaha…”
Ye Yu listened to the news brought by Long Ruofei and realized that he had truly provoked an extremely dangerous individual. Eighteen years ago, this person could kill someone with Eighth Level combat power; how much stronger had they become now? If it weren't for the fortunate protection of the Phantom Blade, he might have been killed in a single blow.
“Is he dead?” This was Ye Yu's first reaction. Against such an existence, he currently had no power to retaliate.
Long Ruofei shook his head and said, “I checked the network surveillance System and captured traces indicating that he ultimately escaped.”
“Then if I'm not as strong as him, does that mean I can't escape Silver Dragon Star for the rest of my life?” Ye Yu looked at Long Ruofei with a bitter smile; at this moment, discussing anything seemed pointless.
Long Ruofei said nothing but casually handed a silver-colored rectangular metal piece, about the size of an adult fingernail, to Ye Yu. “This contains all the information on White Contract. Of course, much of its authenticity is questionable. However, one thing is certain: he also works for the Federation government, so this is quite troublesome.”
“What should I do?” Ye Yu, still under twenty years old, felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness. For an ordinary person, someone with Eighth Level combat power was like a god; even for him, it was someone to look up to. Such a person would be difficult for even the Federation to deal with and might even be courted!
“The Shadow Team can only eliminate those with up to Seventh Stage combat power. The Silver Dragon Guard, when faced with such an existence, also lacks absolute confidence in ensuring your safety,” Long Ruofei sighed. Even she felt a sense of helplessness.
“So, does that mean I can't stay in Silver Dragon Star?” Ye Yu's expression changed. The vastness of the Federal Territory seemed to offer no refuge for him.
A hint of reluctance appeared in Long Ruofei's eyes as she thought of her brother's words; her heart felt heavy. She knew how much merit this young man had earned for Silver Dragon Star, yet now it seemed they were unwilling to protect him.
“Silver Dragon Star does have ways to deal with such high-level threats, but that requires extremely high authority since it involves mobilizing significant forces. Although the Dragon Family is responsible for this planet, they do not have absolute power over these forces.” Long Ruofei did not tell Ye Yu that actually near Long Yin Yue, there was a force capable of dealing with such super-level threats; however, this force could not protect Ye Yu. She didn't want him to misunderstand the intentions of the Dragon Family.
"However, the good news is that for at least six months, the White Contract won't come to assassinate you. He sustained quite serious injuries and his combat ability has decreased significantly. According to my simulations, he can currently exert no more than fifty percent of his full strength," Long Ruofei said with a smile, trying to comfort Ye Yu, though she realized she didn't quite know how to help. In that moment, it felt as if Ye Yu's life had already begun a countdown.
"Six months... that should be enough time for me to escape to a faraway place, right?" The Federal Territory had many sparsely populated areas. If she could find such a place, even someone with Eighth Level combat strength would have a hard time locating her. But living in hiding like this—was that really a way for a normal person to live?
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