Resurrecting the Genius Within

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.

action was frutile.

did your organisation tell you? That Blood

Shadow spat out a mouthful of black blood and

to die; knowing won’t make

pain. He collapsed to the ground, reaching out to

voice was icy. “After I kill this old man,

are you waiting for? I’m here to kill

bodyguards, almost everyone else is

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snorted coldly and rebuked. “No one is capable

lethal weapon, launching a

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

a fierce battle, their skills evenly matched

their shadows intertwined as Isabelle fought with full strength, her movements bold and

cautious and

take effect in his body. Although he only drank a small amount, it was enough to kill him.

viciously, intending to end Isabella as soon

exchanges, he realised Isabella’s skills were on par with his and possibly even superior. He became hesitant and started looking for an opportunity to

him no such

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

the side.

too many easy days

a chop

she twisted and

pain and attacked again.

similar, but with superior skills, Isabella held an

if it were

“Too slow.”

Jasiel’s arm.

“Still too slow.”

breaking his leg,