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Assassination Through the Netherworld

You get your throat slit open by your own father only to find yourself within the infamous netherworld, will you repent? will you conquer? A mortal assassin whose hobby and profession are to topple tyrants and slaughter those that believe the law is beyond them… For such people, he’s the law! Known as the ‘Bringer of Euthanasia’, ‘La Guadaña de la Parca’, ‘Shinigami’, and so on… some addressed him as Hero, some cursed him as a bloodthirsty murderer seeking dissension, and others labelled him a heartless assassin. Be it as it may, as all things, his unholy endeavour eventually came to an end. Cornered by the most elite assault team in the world in a sealed street in the United Kingdom, Valentine met his end believing he had cleaned this world as thoroughly as he could from evil, he would get to realise that Evil has a beginning, never an end. Nothingness may finally claim his wretched soul as he believed he would never go to the same place where those he longed for remained. But, would that be the case? … So he believed until he found himself falling in a free fall, in a red sky with black clouds and three bright moons hanging on the landscape. What is this new world? … The author here, I advise this book has a ridiculous amount of sensitive content, and I don't mean lemons necessarily... read under your own discretion, this is a book about survival of the fittest about though conditions beyond anything humans could conceive, this is a book of Hell... ************* Cover by BlackSnowAngel#3884 pa-tre-on.com/photosphere https://discord.gg/6xFrX5vq

Photosphere · 奇幻
分數不夠
206 Chs

Stuck like Glue

"How about you tell me a little more about this curse of yours?~ I didn't know a curse that allows you to have a harem inside your body."

After the fight, Valentine and Lucretia were still resting in the desert, a few kilometres away from the city covered in black miasma, the worms could be seen nearby, not daring to approach, such had been the desvastation caused in that battle. 

"... It is called Profanity of Blood, I thought you knew everything." With how much he has shown in that battle, it wouldn't be strange if she figured it out, in fact, he was surprised she didn't know already.

But his answer made Lucretia's gaze contort in amazement and confusion. 

"Huh? the Profanity of Blood!? How did you get yours hands on that!?" She asked, flustered even. 

"So you know it." Although her shock came unexpected, he did hope she knew the origin of this curse.