Hitman with a Badass System
"In a world of shadows, I am the darkness they fear." In the shadowy realm of international espionage and contract killing, Michael was a legend. His deadly precision and a flawless track record had made him the stuff of nightmares in the underworld. However, his life underwent a complete transformation during his latest assignment. As Michael pulled the trigger, a mysterious, otherworldly light enveloped him, and he suddenly found himself in a different realm, inhabiting a foreign body equipped with a system. To survive in this treacherous new land, Michael had to embrace his inner alpha predator, for the system embedded within him was none other than the aptly named "Badass System." This system rewarded him with "badass points" whenever he displayed acts of sheer badassery. Yet, Michael soon realized that every twist and turn in his path was no accident; a grand design was at play, woven by higher beings with ulterior motives. In any compelling story, the quality of its villains is crucial. Thus, the question arises: who are the antagonists that will challenge our deadliest assassin? Will Michael overcome these intricate schemes to emerge victorious? Can he unravel the secrets concealed within the Badass System? Jump right into the book and you will not be disappointed...It's a guarantee... Anti Hero with a Symbiote System: https://www.webnovel.com/book/anti-hero-with-a-symbiote-system_23401860706535005 Dictator with a Badass System: https://www.webnovel.com/book/dictator-with-a-badass-system_24476949205615505 discord link: https://discord.gg/xWacJDwazf Join my wonderful circle and be part of the book!!! Schedule : Everyday 2 Chapters on Mon, Tue, Friday, Sunday 1 Chapter on Wed, Thu, Sat
Attack Plan
Eventually, the battlefield quieted as the last of the angels and elders fell. Methodical and unemotional, the dark army began stripping the fallen angels of their armor and weapons. Each piece of armor was carefully removed and collected while the lifeless bodies were unceremoniously tossed into the dark ocean below. The process seemed almost ritualistic from their floating mountain, a grim cycle of plunder and discard.
Meanwhile, the ground where the battle had raged was now stained with blood, painting the rocky surface a stark, deep red. Below, the dark ocean churned angrily, decorated with the remnants of the Skyhall ship as burning wood and debris floating amidst the sinking bodies.
As the last body was thrown into the watery abyss, Nithroel turned to Michael, her expression unreadable yet tinged with a hint of satisfaction. The chaos of the battle had not diminished her regal demeanor. If anything, it had reinforced the aura of authority around her.