Chapter 865: Release
The World of Cultivation has changed.
Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers.
Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate.
The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one’s Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma’s fuel for a madman.
He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar.
But now…
Everything had changed.
He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness.
The first droplets fell.
He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven’s tears.
The River of the Night.
Prologue
Rain was an interesting thing.
When couched by the warmth of a home, it was pleasant, a gentle and soothing rhythm for the soul.
When unfettered, pelting from above and soaking its victims through, it was uncomfortable, bone-chilling, and relentless in its patient torture.
Walking through the rain on this day, Theron felt the same about it as he always did.
It helped him feel.
Every flash of lightning and clap of thunder was another song in his mind, his steps moving to their cadence and his heart beating to their rhythm.
It was the perfect night, honestly.
The perfect night to kill.
Tonight he would complete a mission that had haunted the Bronze Assassins for many years.
Theron’s black robes were already soaked through, his hood forming a wet layer over his dark hair, and yet his icy blue eyes stared forward, unwavering.A change to the cadence of the rain caught his attention. He was too used to its delicate pitter-patter. The slightest shifts resonated in him like a stone dropping onto the surface of a calm lake.
Water Mancers like himself weren’t known for their great combat strength, and most certainly couldn’t pick out changes in the rain like Theron, but control was their specialty.
It was why he was so confident.
‘Another assassin.’
Theron’s steps paused. With a light touch that didn’t even disturb the puddle beneath his feet, he slipped into an alley.
The target was a tycoon of a small city with a population of less than 20,000. Their estate was located at the core of the town and took precedent even over the mayor’s mansion. Security was tight, but it could be said that the tycoon’s greed was also his downfall. With how large the compound was, sneaking in hadn’t been a problem for Theron, and it clearly hadn’t been a problem for this assassin as well.
In the rain, it could be said that Theron’s concealment was unmatched. He slipped through buildings and slid through the shadows of trees and shrubbery, rounding the compound until he had sights on the back of his new target.
As expected, it was another Bronze Assassin. Theron didn’t have eyes on his face, but he was highly adept at reading the posture and gait of people.
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