Chapter 180 Jasiel’s Doom

She thrust a blood–stained dagger into the table.

Jasiel stared at it intently, and he realised it was Josh’s dagger.

Jasiel, on the other hand, had no time to worry about the dagger’s owner. Jasiel fixed his snake–like

Isabelle.

He was replaying her moves in his mind.

Her fighting style was eerily similar to that of Blood Shadow.

eyes on

Flying Shadow leaned against the wall in agony, his left wrist pouring blood, exposing veins and even

bone.

Because of his intense movement, the poison in his system accelerated its effects, causing him to bleed from his orifices. Dark red blood smeared his face. The burning sensation in his chest was making him wish for death.

“You… what’s your connection to Blood Shadow?” Flying Shadow was in excruciating pain; he could barely see the girl’s face through the blood covering his eyes.

Isabelle released Mist Shadow, who was writhing in pain from the poison, letting him fall to the ground and squirm in pain.

“Blood Shadow? Are you referring to the assassin that Dark Shadow captured for his experiments and the one who perished in the Brookhaven Sea?” Your team leader?”

She corrected herself, “Oh, not taken. She willingly let them take her away.”

“What did you say?” Mist Shadow and Flying Shadow looked at Isabella in disbelief, then turned their gaze to Jasiel.

Jasiel wore a stern expression and remained seated. His sharp eyes tried to discern something from

Isabelle.

was frutile.

did your organisation tell you? That Blood Shadow

mouthful of black blood and asked, “What kind of

about to die; knowing won’t make

Shadow was unable to bear the unbearable pain. He collapsed to the ground, reaching out to Isabella

icy. “After I kill this old man, if you’re still alive, we’ll talk.”

then turned to Jasiel and asked, “What are you

this yacht, apart from those useless bodyguards, almost everyone else is dead. You’ve

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and rebuked. “No one is capable

that, his cane transformed into a lethal weapon, launching a fierce attack on Isabella.

head–on. Each move aimed to kill him, with the goal of ending him with

two became entangled in a fierce battle, their

their shadows intertwined as Isabelle fought with

cautious and

was evident that the poison had started to take effect in his body. Although he only drank a

viciously, intending to end Isabella as

on par with his and possibly even superior. He became hesitant and started looking

no such

fell to a disadvantage, struggling to fend off Isabella’s attacks. His cane had

the side.

man, too many easy days have rusted your

Jasiel aimed a chop at her neck.

twisted and

screamed in pain and

superior skills,

blocked Jasiel’s attacks as if it were

“Too slow.”

dislocated Jasiel’s

“Still too slow.”

breaking his leg,

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