The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

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For instance, the God of Death was an excellent assassin skilled at hiding. Even if the Phoenix Legion managed to find him, keeping him captured would be a whole other challenge.

"Though my superior and yours don't exactly get along, we're still friends. Since we're in Avesburgh, I had to notify you. If we really take down the God of Death, naturally, you'll get a share of the credit," Timothy sald. Xena was genuinely touched. Any one of the Thirteen Aces on the Super S-rank wanted list didn't need to be put on trial. If found, they could be killed right away. That kind of honor was unparalleled. It could be said that whoever earned such a credit would have no trouble getting promoted.

"Bring a few capable fighters with you; the others shouldn't join. They're just cannon fodder for the God of Death. Your job is only to locate him. When the time comes, I'll make my move with a few Asuras." Xena nodded and headed out. She was the strongest in the Phoenix Legion, yet even she wasn't confident in fighting against the God of Death. Thus, it was unnecessary to involve anyone weaker.

Meanwhile, back in Kane's courtyard, Felix was grilling some meat. He was hungry, and there was no way he would have eaten a meal with Xander.

So, after some casual conversation, he had come back to his own place.

"What? Are you just going to sit there watching me grill meat?" Felix suddenly asked, though it seemed he was addressing no one in particular.

About ten seconds later, a thin, elderly man appeared a distance away. He was dressed in a black suit, and his sharp gaze was piercing.

so long without making a move. No wonder the others were troubled by you. Someone your age, yet you can detect even my presence. Calling you a prodigy wouldn't be an exaggeration," the man

things

a sinister grin. "No more talking. I am the last remaining founder of the Inferno Clan, known as the God of Death,

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chuckled in delight. "That's perfect. It looks like this annoying

one move. Whether you live or die, it depends on your

pointed a finger, and

Boom!

Death, who had been

dashed swiftly to the left with a strange technique,

Boom!

as he dodged away, a bolt of lightning struck the ground

want to use his techniques. Instead, something ominous was brewing in