Across the street from the Hitman Guild, there was a grand and luxurious building.
From the looks of it, this building wasn't any weaker than the current Guild, in fact, it was even taller than the Hitman Guild, taking up a lot more space.
After all, the Hitman Guild prioritized keeping a low profile, but this building didn't care about that, instead, it hoped that more people would pay attention to it.
— — the Bounty Hunter Guild.
Assassins usually only do a single thing, assassinate;
Unlike the Hitman's purity, the Bounty Hunters take on any and every kind of job — —
Treasure hunting, protection, development, exploration, theft, etc. If the bounty is especially generous, the Hunters don't mind occasionally taking on the role of an Assassin.
Dusk.
As soon as a job was posted, it drew the attention of the Bounty Hunters.
— — -because the reward is very generous.
"The barren region's broken world, there's a treasure in that kind of place?" someone hesitantly asked.
"Idiot, you're a newbie, aren't you? The more a place like that, the more likely it is to hide secrets that no one knows about" another mocked.
The previous person became angry and turned to look at the one who spoke, but when he saw who it was, his anger was instantly extinguished, unable to say a single word.
"How regretful, this job requires Unsolvable or Unlivable Hunters to act, I don't have a chance" someone regretfully said.
"It's not just the level limit, it also requires a professional Treasure Hunter with at least 10 successful treasure hunting experiences" another Hunter sighed emotionally.
"Look at this third requirement: Skilled in close combat, agile, no spellcasters, because there might be anti-magic monsters …"
"From the looks of it, only those experienced veterans are qualified to take on this job"
"With such high requirements, the treasure most likely isn't normal either"
The Hunters discussed among themselves.
The hunters who were qualified to accept the quest accepted the quest silently and turned around to leave.
Unlike the Hitman Guild, the Bounty Hunter Guild encouraged competition.
As long as they met the employer's requirements, anyone could take on the job.
— — -but as for who could complete the job and receive the bounty, that would depend on their own strength.
Half an hour later.
The barren region's broken world.
This was a destroyed world, a no-man's zone.
Two Hunters were enthusiastically greeting each other.
"Double-edged Eagle, I didn't know you accepted this quest. If I had known, I wouldn't have come," said the stocky, dark-skinned man.
In front of him, a short man with two short knives on his waist laughed and said, "Hahaha, so it's' Peeling Heart Demon Thorn '. The reward for this mission is too generous. I had no choice but to come."
The black-faced man hesitated. "Then … why don't we complete this mission together and split the rewards?"
"Good idea." The short man clapped his hands.
"That's it?"
"Mm, it's settled then."
"Alright, let's go. According to the mission report, the ruins should be here …"
The black-faced man lowered his head to look at the report in his hand and walked in a certain direction.
Behind him, the short man's face revealed a fierce expression.
It couldn't be helped. This was a great opportunity.
They were both Hunters of the same level. If they were to fight head-on, the outcome would be different.
However, the other party had exposed his back just like that.
If he still didn't make a move, he would be wasting such a good opportunity!
The short man quietly drew out two short knives.
"Die!"
He roared, his two blades fiercely slashing at the black-faced man.
Dang! Dang!
Two clear sounds.
At some point, the black-faced man had turned into a metal rod that stood still.
Intense pain.
The short man looked down in disbelief.
Only to see a sharp thorn piercing through his heart.
The black-faced man's regretful voice came from behind him:
"There's no need for you to do this. Actually, it would be better if we split the reward equally"
The thorn retracted.
The short man fell to the ground.
The black-faced man sighed, stepped forward, and used the black demon thorn in his hand to cut the other party into meat paste.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to destroy your corpse. You're too cunning, I'm afraid that you might have something else up your sleeve"
After doing that, the black-faced man took out the report again and seriously read it.
This world had already been destroyed. The civilization of the past was nowhere to be found, leaving only a few sparse buildings that still stood tall on the barren land despite the baptism of time.
"Southwest … it's quite far away from the warp point"
"Hm, it's an intact building. If that's the case, it might be a treasure left behind by the previous civilization"
"How curious, I have to take a look at it. If it's not suitable, I can just give it to the Guild in exchange for the reward"
The black-faced man looked towards the Southwest direction, his gaze becoming solemn.
His figure moved, and he kept flying in the southwest direction.
Time passed.
At midnight, the black-faced man caught up to a small hunting party.
There were a total of five people in this hunting party, each one of them was an expert in treasure hunting. They've met each other in the Guild before.
When they noticed someone quickly approaching from behind, they immediately got into a defensive formation.
The black-faced man stopped at a distance, looking at this group of five.
This is a bit troublesome.
"Gentlemen, did you also accept this quest?" he asked.
"That's right, 'Peeling Heart Demon Thorn', scram, don't force us to kill you" the party leader loudly replied.
The black-faced man bowed and said: "Can I join you? After all, this quest has a higher chance of success with more people, I only want 20% of the reward"
"Do you want to die? Scram! "
"10%, I only want 10%!"
"Scram!"
The black-faced man helplessly shrugged and said: "Fine, I'll just pretend I'm here for fun. Give me 5%, that should be fine, I only want 5%, and I'll be responsible for holding the front for the rest of the journey"
The party leader appeared hesitant.
'Peeling Heart Demon Thorn' was indeed an expert, if he could hold the front, the safety of the party would greatly increase.
Most importantly, perhaps he didn't want to return empty-handed, so he only wanted 5% of the reward.
The party leader glanced at his party members.
Everyone nodded.
The party leader loudly called out to the other side: "If that's the case, it's not impossible, but we need to sign a contract!"
He threw a magic contract over.
The black-faced man received it. The conditions and content were extremely strict.
— — -this was a magic contract that had gone through countless checks and fixes, so there were almost no loopholes at all.
The black-faced man happily signed the contract.
The magic contract flashed and disappeared from his hand.
The contract was completed.
It was now that the other party members showed expressions of relief.
The party leader also smiled and spoke in a low voice: "Old Fu, I apologize for offending you just now, please don't take it to heart"
The black-faced man shook his head and said with understanding: "It's fine, after all, there are many good and bad hunters in this day and age, some people like to play dirty"
He walked up and greeted everyone.
Everyone put their weapons away.
Someone opened a bottle of liquor, took a sip, then tossed it to him.
The black-faced man caught it, smelled it, and was surprised: "Void Flower?"
"That's right, sorry about what happened just now, we're all very careful when we're out on a mission" the man smiled and said.
"I suspect that someone else took this mission as well, seems like we'll have to hurry" the black-faced man nodded and said.
The party leader laughed: "It's fine, with how strict the requirements for this mission are, there aren't many people who can come, I'm guessing that no one would be able to take on all six of us at once"
The black-faced man nodded: "That's true, so I'm also very regretful, I really don't want to split the reward with you"
As soon as he said so.
Countless sharp spikes suddenly sprouted from the ground, stabbing at them hundreds of times in a split second.
Four of them didn't even have time to scream before they died.
The only one left was the party leader, struggling to hold on to his last breath and muttered unwillingly: "Clearly … the contract …"
The black-faced man sighed and threw the bottle of liquor in his hand to the ground.
"Do you think I'm only a close-combat Professionist?" he asked.
The party leader couldn't breathe anymore, but his eyes were still wide open, waiting for an answer.
The black-faced man looked around.
The ground was barren and boundless, not a single person could be seen.
In such a desolate world, if it weren't for this bounty mission, no one would have ever come to this place.
— — in other words, it was very safe.
It was now that the black-faced man lowered his head and muttered: "— — in truth, I have a Causality ability. As long as I can make a contract with someone, I won't be killed by them, and I can even unilaterally break the contract"
Hearing that, the party leader's body trembled uncontrollably, his throat letting out a gurgling noise.
He glared at the black-faced man with wide eyes.
— — if looks could kill, the black-faced man would have already been killed countless times over.
The black-faced man admired the expression of the other party before he died and smirked.
"You're quite the lucky one"
"It's very rare for me to reveal the answer to a mystery, I'm only telling you this because I admire your despair and rage"
After saying so, he crushed the other party's head with his foot.
Everything calmed down.
Five corpses.
The ground was covered in blood.
The world was silent. The wind lightly blew, dispersing the stench of blood.
The black-faced man walked out of the bloodstained area, looked at the bloody footprints on his body, and slowly scowled.
He took out a brand new pair of boots and put them on.
After that, he sped up and continued moving forward.
Forward.
Forward.
A few hours later.
Finally, the ruins of a city slowly appeared in his sight.
The black-faced man glanced at the report in his hand and sped up again.
I'm almost there!
He entered the ruins, carefully identifying the terrain according to the map in the report.
At a certain point.
He found the building mentioned in the report.
— — -unfortunately, another hunter had arrived in front of the building at the same time.
The hunter was holding the same report in his hand, comparing it to the building on the map.
"No need to look, it's this building"
The black-faced man threw the report in his hand away and told him.
The hunter glanced at him.
"So it's the Peeling Heart Demon Spike, seems like the bounty for this mission is quite high, even you're tempted" saying so, the hunter drew his weapon and held it horizontally in front of his chest.
A strong killing intent rose from his body.
The battle was about to begin!
On the other side, the black-faced man didn't seem worried at all and pointed at the building's door:
"This building's door is already broken, but we don't need to use brute force, otherwise, the entire building might collapse"
"What are you trying to say?" the hunter asked.
"This building has been here for too long, if we were to engage in a fierce battle here, it might destroy the entire building, which might affect the treasure hunt later on" the black-faced man replied.
The hunter appeared hesitant.
The black-faced man sighed and opened his arms: "You and I are the first hunters to arrive here, but there will definitely be others coming after us. Are we really going to fight to the death and let them take advantage of us?"
The hunter thought about it and agreed.
"What do you mean?" he put down his weapon and asked.
"It's simple, we'll go treasure hunting together and split it 50-50, this way, we won't have to fight and we'll get the bounty, it's the best deal" the black-faced man replied.
The hunter thought for a few seconds and quickly said: "That's fine, but we need a binding contract, preferably a death contract"
The black-faced man agreed: "I also think that should be the case, otherwise, I won't be able to fight alongside you without worry"
The two of them spent a bit of time to sign the death contract.
The hunter sighed in relief, put his weapon away, took out a small tool, and crouched down in front of the door to pick the lock.
"Just as you said, this door is already extremely broken, and it's connected to the wall, a single misstep could destroy the building"
While saying so, he slowly turned the lock picking tool in his hand.
Ka-cha.
The lock was finally opened.
The hunter was still crouching in front of the door without moving.
"What a good lockpicking skill," the black-faced man praised.
He retracted the spike that pierced through the man's head, then carefully put the body into his inventory.
— — -there might be other people coming to this place, so I can't let them notice anything.
"Alright, we've finally reached this point, let me see what kind of treasure this time is …"
The black-faced man muttered excitedly and lightly pushed the door open.
— — he suddenly froze.
There was nothing else on the other side of the door, only a man in heavy armor standing there with a sword in his hand.
"Peeling Heart Demon Thorn" Fu Chuan? "the man asked.
The black-faced man looked at him, quickly searched through his mind, then calmly replied: "That's me, who are you? I don't remember an Unsolvable or Unlivable Hunter with a name like you "
The man replied: "Of course not, I'm a Sealer"
The black-faced man chuckled: "What are you doing here, you can't accept this job at your level"
The man sighed, then helplessly replied: "I've made so many arrangements and worked so hard to get all of you into this job, all for the sake of advancing to Unsolvable"
Saying so, he raised his sword.
The Six Paths Great Mountain sword.
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