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Also, there was the fact that he now had a tier 2 and a tier 3 as slaves, but he didn't care about that.

'I guess today is my lucky day.'

Anon smiled as he took a left turn into an alley. He looked around for a few moments then he walked out of the alley, venturing into quite a busy road. He looked around once again then he crossed the road, walking towards one of the buildings.

He opened the door of the building, entered, then closed it.

He turned back and a few meters away from him were seven individuals sitting around a large table.

At the center was an individual with differently colored eyes, specifically red and blue. By his side was a fat man in a brown suit, drinking from a glass cup of wine elegantly.

And to the fat man's side was another young man with an expression of boredom, nonchalance, and tiredness.

Buuurrrpp!!

"By the lords of the blood, that's disgusting as fuck."

A female with blood-red hair and eyes spoke with a disgusted expression as she waved her hand in front of her face. Her eyes stared at a male who was holding a glass bottle with a drunk expression, his neck barely keeping his head from hitting the table.

"He's a man what did you expect?"

A female wearing a green dress spoke, her shoulders shrugging nonchalantly, then her eyes moved to the front, gazing at Anon with a glint in her eyes. 

"It seems Anon brought some good news."

She said and all eyes except that of the drunkard fell unto Anon. Anon looked at the seven people in the room, his gaze staying a little bit longer on the seventh person- a male with a buffed body, an extremely handsome face, black hair, and black eyes.

The male also stared at him with its head tilted slightly. Its pupils momentarily became vertical for a second before they changed back to normal.

Anon's lips twitched then he shifted his gaze towards the male with differently colored eyes and he nodded. He walked towards the group and as he did, he spoke:

"I was able to get Oscar and the Terror Queen as business partners."

"You were able to get the Terror Queen to work with you? Isn't she tier 3?"

The male with differently colored eyes asked with a surprised tone, his brows rising in surprise, and Anon glanced at the young man, his eyes containing a confused light and his brows raised in surprise.

"You knew she was tier 3?"

Anon asked and the young man with differently colored pupils nodded.

Although Anon wanted to speak, he eventually decided not to comment. He gave a glance towards the buffed young man in the distance before he shifted his gaze towards the young man with different colored eyes.

"Is it safe?"

Anon asked and the young man looked at the female with blood-red eyes and hair.

"Rosa?"

"Hold on."

Rosa replied then she closed her eyes and muttered.

"Blood Sensing"

The moment she spoke, an image appeared in her mind. The image resembled a map, a blood-red colored map with multiple dots on it. Most of the dots were white except a particular dot at a distance of approximately 500 meters. The dot was colored red and a smile crept up on the red lips of Rosa.

"There's a hostile figure five hundred meters away from us. He or she is probably spying on us as we speak."

Rosa spoke with a smile and Anon released a sigh.

"He or she was probably sent by the Terror Queen."

The group of seven looked at each other and Divine, the young man with differently colored eyes spoke:

"Although we already expected this to happen, which was why we created a dummy. Should we still kill the person?"

The group of seven looked at each other once again, then they all looked at Anon, wanting to know his answer.

"Kill the person."

Anon replied immediately, his eyes having no emotion in them as he spoke with an indifferent tone.

To him, if the Terror Queen dared to send somebody to spy on him then she should be aware of the consequences.

Besides, if he decided to let the spy leave unharmed, the Terror Queen might continue to spy on him using a different method.

He had to send a message to her, warning her that there would be consequences for seemingly 'harmless' and curious activities like this.

Meanwhile, the group of seven was not surprised by Anon's quick decision in killing the spy. From the short time they've interacted with him, they already knew Anon was cruel and decisive.

Divine glanced at Rosa and without having to say a word, Rosa understood his intent. She stood and walked to the window.

Anon had a curious expression on his face as he wondered how Rosa, the Blood Berserker would kill the spy.

'Oh.'

An expression of intrigue appeared on his face when he saw Rosa make a deep cut on her wrist using her sharp fingers. Not only that, he noticed an abnormality.

Rosa's blood despite falling, never touched the floor. It floated, forming a ball that continued expanding the more blood that poured out of Rosa's wrist.

Meanwhile, despite cutting herself, Rosa never showed an ounce of pain, the only difference in her expression was the paleness of her skin.

A few seconds later the blood flowing from her wrist stopped and the deep cut healed on its own, though the process was slightly slow.

Rosa exhaled softly then she raised her right hand, and as she did that, the floating blood ball floated upwards, stopping as it reached her eye level.

She made a pinching motion on both of her hands, placing them together for a few seconds, then she spread them apart in a pulling motion.

And as she did that, the blood pool thinned and lengthened.

A focused expression appeared on her face and in the next instant, her hands moved at an extremely fast speed, eventually becoming a blur even in Anon's eyes shocking him to his core.

Before Anon could even decide to use a skill to allow him to see Rosa's hand movement, Rosa stopped and Anon's eyes moved to the blood ball… which was no longer a blood ball.

The blood ball had become a bow with an arrow floating by its side.

Rosa grabbed the bow and arrow then she nocked the arrow. 

She closed an eye, then an extremely focused expression appeared on her face. The image of the blood map appeared in her mind once again as she used the blood-sensing skill.

"Homing Mystic Blood Arrow."

She mumbled as she pulled the blood arrow and a second later, she released the arrow.

WOOSH!!

'I have a feeling this would be interesting.'

Anon thought as a small smile formed on his lips.

(Meanwhile in a place approximately five hundred meters away from the group of eight)

A man in his 30s stood before a window with binoculars placed in front of his eyes. The image of the group of eight reflected in his eyes.

He removed the binoculars from his eyes and a confused expression appeared on his face.

"Who was that woman shooting at?"

The man not expecting his position or his presence to be compromised never thought that the arrow shot by Rosa was for him. Besides, if a person told him that the arrow was shot towards him, he would not believe their words.

How could somebody shoot an arrow from such a distance, expecting it to hit their target? 

Not only is the distance extremely far. The obstacles during the arrow's flight would disrupt or stop the arrow's movement.

But little did he know that the arrow was destroying anything in its path. Whether it was the walls of a building, a person, a vehicle, etc. The arrow left a hole in its path, causing devastating damage as it whistled toward the ignorant spy.

Some seconds later, the spy decided to continue his assigned job. He placed the binoculars on his eyes and with a focused expression, he looked through the ocular lens.

But…

"Huh?"

A confused expression appeared on his face the instant he looked through the lens. He could see Rosa smiling directly at him while pointing downwards, her lips moving as she repeatedly pointed downwards.

"Is she talking to me?"

The spy wondered with a confused expression then he tried to read the female's lips, wanting to know what she was saying.

"Loo- Look- Dow- Look Down?"

"Huh? Look down?"

The spy had a baffled expression as he spoke out the words he read on Rosa's lips. A curious expression appeared on his face then he looked down.

And just as the saying went, curiosity killed the cat.

Though in this case, it wouldn't have mattered.

The spy's eyes widened as he saw a blood-red arrow a meter from his face.

'Shit'

Puchi

Bang!