Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 650: Assassination On Prince

Far away from the center of the battlefield, Crown Prince Haster quietly observed everything from an elevated ridge while several elite guards remained stationed around him with solemn expressions and maintained complete vigilance over every corner of the surrounding area.

His eyes remained fixed on the violent storm raging in the distance where countless pillars of crimson lightning repeatedly descended from the heavens and shook the battlefield over and over again while explosions echoed without pause.

Every flash of lightning briefly illuminated Ethan's lone figure standing beneath the storm while Saint after Saint was forced backward by the relentless bombardment, making the entire spectacle resemble divine punishment descending upon the world.

For several long moments, Haster simply watched in silence.

A faint smile slowly appeared across his face.

"My dear friend is truly a hidden trump card when we need one."

There was genuine admiration in his voice.

He calmly folded his arms while continuing to observe the distant battlefield where Ethan continued throwing lightning with frightening composure.

"Look at him."

"He acts all modest and simple.And yet he goes out there and strikes fear into the very depths of the enemy."

The smile on Haster's face gradually widened.

"It seems I made a very good decision."

After saying those words, he slowly turned around and prepared to leave while several guards around him relaxed ever so slightly after seeing that the immediate surroundings remained peaceful.

However...

A shadow suddenly flashed past.

It moved so unbelievably fast that even the Transcendent Knights stationed nearby sensed nothing more than a faint gust brushing against their armor.

One guard's eyes widened.

"Your Highness!"

SWISH!

The warning arrived too late.

A long black blade silently emerged from the darkness.

The figure hidden inside the shadow appeared directly before Haster without making the slightest sound.

Without hesitation...

The blade plunged straight into his torso.

PFFT!

Fresh blood splattered across the ground.

Several guards froze for an instant while staring in complete disbelief.

Haster's eyes widened only slightly as he lowered his gaze toward the sword lodged inside his body before calmly looking back at the assassin standing before him.

"A Transcendent Knight yet using such methods."

The shadow slowly peeled away from the attacker.

A human silhouette stepped forward while remaining concealed beneath a black cloak.

His face stayed hidden beneath the hood.

Only a pair of cold and emotionless eyes could be seen beneath the darkness.

"Our tricks can't compare to the ones used by others."

As he spoke, he deliberately pushed the blade even deeper.

The movement forced Haster to cough violently.

Blood spilled from his mouth before dripping onto the earth.

The surrounding guards exploded into motion.

Weapons were immediately drawn.

Powerful auras erupted one after another.

Yet before anyone could reach the Crown Prince...

Haster suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha..."

The laughter echoed strangely through the night.

There was no fear.

No panic.

No sign of despair.

Only quiet amusement.

He slowly lifted his head and looked directly into the assassin's eyes.

"As expected."

"Sir Morales."

"One of the pillars of the Assassin Towers."

"Truly worthy of the title... Hundred of Shadows."

His smile never disappeared.

"There is no way the Xylos Empire wouldnt send oneTranscendent Knight knowing very well that we already have one protecting this battlefield."

His eyes quietly narrowed.

"So you have been lying in wait simply to kill me."

"Truly..."

"Truly a nefarious plan."

Morales remained completely expressionless.

"Thank you for your praise, Your Highness."

"But it is time for you to depart."

His grip around the sword tightened.He prepared to completely tear apart Haster's body with one final movement.

Yet the instant he exerted force...

His expression froze.

The blade had disappeared.

No.

Not only the blade.

The wound itself had vanished.

Even the blood covering Haster's clothes slowly faded away as though none of it had ever existed.

A cold chill instantly crawled up Morales' spine.

His pupils contracted.

His eyes narrowed in genuine horror.

Without the slightest hesitation, he abandoned the attack and attempted to retreat.He had barely taken a single step backward when a hand suddenly reached forward and firmly grabbed his wrist.

The grip was absolute.

Immovable.

No matter how hard he struggled, he could not free himself.

Slowly...

Morales lifted his head.

A soft and unsettling smile had appeared across Haster's face.

"You see..."

"That was a very good move."

"It would have worked on almost anyone else."

"But alas..."

"You met me."

The instant those words left Haster's lips, an indescribable change began spreading across his body.

Darkness slowly seeped from beneath his skin like thick black liquid.

His shadow stretched unnaturally across the ground before rising upward in the form of swirling smoke.

The pupils within his eyes vanished completely until only endless black remained.The surrounding air twisted violently.

Every nearby source of light seemed to be swallowed into his body.

His silhouette began distorting in impossible ways.

For fleeting moments, countless grotesque outlines appeared behind him as though gigantic creatures hidden beyond reality were trying to force themselves into existence through his shadow.

Long twisted limbs slowly reached outward.Rows of silent mouths opened across the darkness.

Invisible whispers filled the surrounding space until even the air itself became unbearably heavy.

Breathing grew difficult.

The nearby guards unconsciously stepped backward.

Even they could not suppress the instinctive fear rising within their hearts.

Morales' face completely lost its color.

"YoUUUUU!"

The horrified scream burst from his mouth before his entire body froze in place.Every instinct within him screamed to run.

Every survival sense urged him to escape immediately.Yet he could not even lift a single finger.

The darkness spread further.

The battlefield disappeared.

The mountains vanished.

The stars were erased.

Even the sky itself dissolved until nothing remained except endless black stretching infinitely in every direction.

For a man born within shadows and who had spent centuries mastering assassination techniques, the darkness surrounding him now felt utterly alien.

Utterly terrifying.

He could no longer tell where he stood.He could no longer sense distance.

He could not even hear his own heartbeat.

Suddenly...

Far beyond the endless void...

An enormous eye slowly opened.

Its pupil locked directly onto Morales.

That single gaze made his very soul tremble.

A calm voice echoed from every direction at once.

"Give up, Morales."

"It's over."

The darkness surrounding him slowly began moving.

It was opening.An unimaginably huge mouth emerged from above.

Its jaws stretched beyond the horizon.

Rows upon rows of monstrous teeth slowly revealed themselves while the gigantic maw descended toward the frozen assassin.

Morales desperately wanted to scream.

He wanted to escape but his body refused every command.

The enormous jaws continued descending until they completely enveloped him.

CRUNCH!

The darkness swallowed him whole.