Under the relentless assault of the shadow ninjas, even though the ascetic monk's strength far surpassed that of ordinary men, capable of fighting a hundred at once, his stamina and energy were being depleted with the passage of time.
Meanwhile, death shooters hidden in the shadows would also take potshots at the ascetic monk.
Initially, the ascetic monk could dodge them with ease, but now, he could barely evade them.
*Bang!*
A high-speed bullet roared out, tearing through the air, and shot directly towards the ascetic monk.
This time, exhausted from fending off the ninja encirclement, the ascetic monk failed to dodge and was shot in the lower leg.
His lower leg pierced by the bullet, the ascetic monk cried out in pain, his movements slowing for a split second. The surrounding ninjas, seizing the opportunity, plunged their sharp claws directly towards the ascetic monk's heart.
Even though the ascetic monk reacted in time and managed to evade a fatal blow, he was still struck in the right shoulder by the claws.
Two golden lights shot out, scattering the surrounding ninjas once more.
Before the ascetic monk could catch his breath, the other villains, who had been waiting, made their move decisively.
The mysterious man threw several illusion cubes that created stereoscopic illusions, transforming the tomb chamber into a midnight forest, with occasional wolf howls and bird chirps audible.
The ascetic monk, who had always been in the tomb, had never seen such things and was somewhat astonished.
A deer darted out from the forest and slowly approached the ascetic monk. But in the next moment, the harmless deer transformed into a rhinoceros charging directly at him.
Caught off guard, the ascetic monk hastily defended himself but was still thrown back several meters.
Then, falling leaves from the trees, rabbits that darted out, small birds that flew overhead—all transformed into attacking shadow ninjas the moment they approached him.
The physical pain quickly brought the ascetic monk back to his senses. He surveyed his surroundings and said, "So, it's an illusion."
Although the ascetic monk didn't know how his opponents achieved this or how to break it, he had his own ways of minimizing the impact of the illusions on him. Relying on his intuition, he continuously blocked attacks coming from all directions.
However, no matter how accurate one's intuition, it couldn't be perfect all the time, and there were bound to be mistakes, especially under so many distractions.
Soon, the ascetic monk's injuries piled up, and blood flowed out as if it were free. He was practically a bloodied mess.
It was no wonder they called him an ascetic monk. An ordinary person would have fallen unconscious from blood loss in such a situation, but he not only remained conscious but still had the strength to fight back.
Seeing that he was about to lose his grip, the ascetic monk gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and began chanting a spell.
Since he could no longer protect the golden box, he would have it buried forever rather than let it fall into the hands of these villains.
The death shooter had no idea what the old man was up to, but his instincts told him that he absolutely could not let him succeed, or none of them would fare well.
Initially, the death shooter had planned to hide in the shadows and deliver a fatal blow after the opponent's stamina and energy were further depleted. But now, it seemed he couldn't wait any longer.
With that thought, the death shooter stopped waiting. After taking a full aim, he fired several high-speed bullets in quick succession. Sultan Novel Network.
*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*
Just as the ascetic monk was about to complete the final incantation, a high-speed bullet pierced his forehead. Then, his chest was riddled with several high-speed bullets. He fell stiffly to the ground, undeniably dead.
Even then, the death shooter didn't stop. He quickly reloaded and fired several explosive rounds into the ascetic monk's corpse, or rather, his head, before finally feeling at ease.
The mysterious man put away the illusion cubes. Vulture descended from the air and, looking at the ascetic monk's corpse at his feet, tutted, "Lao Dun, you're too ruthless."
It wasn't Vulture's fault for saying that. With those explosive rounds Lao Dun fired, the ascetic monk's entire head was gone.
Lao Dun, however, said indifferently, "So what? This old guy is incredibly sinister. Who knows if he's truly dead?"
Although the others didn't speak, they silently agreed with Lao Dun's words.
After all, there were too many gods and ghosts in this world. Coupled with the powerful combat prowess the ascetic monk had just displayed, who knew if he had any tricks up his sleeve.
To be safe, Rhino stepped forward and kicked the headless corpse into the abyss.
This way, even if you had any tricks left, they would be gone.
Vulture patted Rhino's shoulder and teased, "Brother, you've finally become smart for once."
As soon as he finished speaking, Vulture saw Rhino looking at him with an unfriendly expression. Without hesitation, Vulture quickly flapped his wings and distanced himself from him. After all, the guy had such a small brain; who knew what irrational behavior he might exhibit.
The death shooter ignored this pair of clowns and walked forward to the stone platform. He looked at the golden box but didn't immediately pick it up. Instead, he beckoned to a nearby shadow ninja and told him to take it.
But the moment the Night Bat troop ninja touched the golden box, the Ugato Eye in the center glowed. The next instant, the Night Bat troop ninja transformed into a black mist and was absorbed into it.
"This..."
Seeing this, the death shooter instinctively took two steps back, relieved that he had been cautious. He certainly didn't want to be trapped in a small box, even if it was made of gold.
As for the Seven Villains present, they were capable of fighting, and even if it involved technological issues, the mysterious man and Vulture could provide some answers. But when it came to magic, they were truly clueless.
After making several more shadow ninjas touch it, and without exception, they were all absorbed by the Ugato Eye on the golden box.
Seeing this, the seven men looked at each other, none daring to step forward. After some hesitation, they decided to find someone specialized in this matter to resolve it.
The death shooter took out a satellite phone, dialed it, and explained the problem here. After a long silence, the other end responded with two words.
"Wait for me."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Not long after the call ended, Daolong, clad in a long robe and holding a staff, emerged from the darkness.
After this period as the director of the magic academy, Daolong was far better off in all aspects than when he was a wandering black magic sorcerer. Moreover, he paid attention to his upkeep, and his skin was much more radiant than before.
"Where is the item?"
The death shooter knew Daolong's status before the Holy Lord, and it was not something that he, a mere underling, could compare to. He dared not show any displeasure and quickly led the way, bringing Daolong to the stone platform.
The moment Daolong saw the golden box, his eyes lit up. Putting aside everything else, based on his years of experience, Daolong immediately recognized it as a valuable item.
He waved his hand, and a shadow ninja stepped forward. At Daolong's instruction, he touched the golden box.
*Whoosh!*
Just like before, the shadow ninja was once again absorbed into the golden box.