The Voice of the Oracle sneered. "You've already been marked. I'm giving you

one chance-get on your knees now and accept the baptism. Otherwise, you'll be

dragged into a pit of eternal damnation!"

Andrew replied flatly, "Then I'll give you a chance-take off that stupid hood and

show me your damn face! And while you're at it, drop to your knees and receive

the gift of rebirth from me!"

The Voice of the Oracle exploded with rage and reached for a weapon.

Just then, a whistling sound could be heard, and a golden needle pierced straight

through their palm. They only had time to let out a miserable scream before

Andrew lunged in and landed a brutal kick across their face.

The Voice of the Oracle spun a full 180 degrees in the air before crashing heavily

to the ground.

Andrew stepped forward, stomped on the person's chest, and yanked the hood

off.

It was actually a bald man. Right in the center of his shiny scalp was a tattoo of a

red venomous snake.

The Voice of the Oracle, Nathan Fox, gasped, "Andrew, you're the prey that the

High Oracle has marked! No matter how much you struggle, you can't escape..."

After letting out a sinister laugh, Nathan threw up a mouthful of blood and died on

the spot.

Andrew crouched to inspect him. Just as he thought, the guy had poison hidden in

the first sign of capture. Just like that, his

and he did not find a single

clicked his tongue

calling Shiloh. She had

want to harvest this bald guy's kidneys

dark web. After a second thought, he decided to skip it and head

of the alley, a group

Each held a machete and moved in

presence menacing and sharp.

smiled and quickly bolted the other way. However, at the

wave of men appeared, in the same suits,

was boxed in with

emerged Ezra, dragging a

flew as it scraped

weigh over 100 pounds,

a weapon; it was a

disaster. Whatever,

head against a

began cracking his knuckles, grinning like

right back. "Marcelo sent

little punk, calling Mr. Byrne

yourself or not? If you're not, I'm

"Then do

are you

be clear-I'm

guys

unfair,

taken aback

laughter. "Mr.

scared that you've lost

Of course we're armed.

killers. That's

genius. And we've

chop

up unarmed would

disrespectful to the occasion."

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