Swhoosh!

A murderous dagger flew my way. It felt like time itself had frozen for a second.

I abruptly spun down my horse’s back and slid the Cyan Netherworld Sword across my back. It parried the incoming blow with unerring accuracy.

"What?"

Shocked, the assassin hurriedly tried to stab his right dagger through my neck.

I wasn’t going to give him too much leeway, so I slammed my entire foot into his back and sent him stumbling toward the ground. There was no chance an assassin could outdo an undead warrior in terms of Strength.

13662!

After I dismounted and landed steadily on the ground, I started beating the crap out of the arrogant assassin. I was sure he had seen my ID and recognized me as the infamous warrior who single-handedly stalled the entire Northern Alliance during the War of Dawn City, but he still chose to ambush me. He was way too arrogant for his own good.

Bang!

I kneed him in the stomach, pinned him against the wall and stabbed him right through the chest. A huge damage number rose above his head, and the fool only had a sliver of HP left.

I stared at his...