The Martial Unity

Rui was amused. 

No really.

He was truly amused. 

He had to admit that the offer to make him Assassin King was probably the best move that they could have made. He had wondered exactly what the plan of the Shadow Association was.

Apparently, the Shadow Association had taken the most extreme and absurd of precautions to hide their intentions for this one speech not even the Beggar's Sect had managed to get him a copy of the speech ahead of time the way that they normally did.

This was the first time that he himself had heard of this. After having a good hearty laugh in response, he could see the merits of the plan and why it was a good idea on their part.

Unfortunately for them, he didn't give a damn about wealth. He didn't feel much even when he became equal to a billionaire on Earth in terms of assets. He simply didn't care about money.

He didn't care much about any of the other things that would come with being an Assassin King. 

That was why, while it wasn't a bad plan, it simply was ineffective against Rui. They lacked a real understanding of what their tormentor was like, which is why they didn't know he didn't care.

Of course, in their defense, it was unexpected that he would be completely unmoved by any of these benefits. In their experience, the only assassins who didn't care were the loyal types who had already dedicated themselves to serving a master.

The Voidreaper hadn't struck them as being associated with any powerful force. Thus they had hoped that he would be moved by their offer.

But he wasn't.

And, he had just found a good opportunity to demonstrate that he hadn't.

He took aim as the man continued rattling on about the benefits of the Assassin King before inhaling deeply and activating his Martial Heart. He was so far away from the speech podium that he had decided to take a shot from another island entirely. 

He activated Pathfinder as the ODA System booted up within his Mind Palace. he carefully expanded his senses as far as he could piling in all the relevant data into the ODA System before calculating the trajectory of the projectiles as an output.

THWOOM THWOOM THWOOM!

The three sound pulses of different speeds and frequencies flew toward his target at incredible velocities, crossing the distance between himself and his target in a matter of seconds.

His victim experienced Death's Sympathy for the first time.

It was also his last time, coincidentally.

The man's eyes hollowed out as the life within them dissipated. His corpse went limp before falling forward, crashing into the ground.

THUD 

It was so shocking that it even disrupted the speech. The representative of the Shadow Association looked horrified when he realized what had happened. The brilliant plan that he and his colleagues had cooked up excitedly had crashed and burned in the worst conceivable way possible.

Yet it was too late.

Rui had already launched himself into action, shooting from the location that he had perched himself in, heading straight towards the inauguration ceremony in a flash.

In just a dozen seconds, he had already arrived, crashing into the disrupted ceremony.

BOOM!!!

The entire island rumbled from his landing. The sheer raw power of a Martial Senior came into full display had a gigantic hemispherical crater emerged at his crash sight, spanning dozens of meters in diameter, completely annihilating the bedrock at the site of the crash.

The loss of property and life was immense. Yet Rui didn't care about the deaths of people who spent their lives profiting from mass murder. 

In fact, he was grateful.

'If not for the fact that all of you are quite scummy, I would not be able to commit the atrocities that I am about to.' He mused as his eyes shot towards the two Martial Seniors.

They burned with murderous rage. Their Martial Hearts had already erupted in full power.

They didn't even care anymore. 

In fact, they were glad that things had been forced to unfold this way. Bowing down to the Voidreaper after the humiliation they suffered was painful, but they didn't have too much of a choice.

Now, they got to fight back and didn't have much of a choice either since the path of peaceful resolution had already been ruined.

That was they emptied their minds of all thought.

They beheld their tormentor for the first time. A masked Martial Senior with a Martial Heart dimmer than their own.

"YOU DARE APPEAR IN FRONT OF US!" They roared as their Martial heart blazed with energy.

A maelstrom of power and bloodlust erupted from the three of them.

It washed over everything. 

The Shadow Isles seemed to quiver as the full might of the Senior Realm bloomed.

Countless humans across the Shadow had already fainted.

Martial Apprentices shook, struggling to maintain their wits. Martial Squires gritted their teeth as they escaped, fearful for their lives.

None of them wanted to experience the wrath of the Senior Realm!

And yet, that was a possibility that was outside their control.

"ARGH!" The two remaining Senior assassins of the Shadow Realms leaped at Rui simultaneously at incredible speeds. The sheer velocity that they had launched themselves into incinerated the air with friction.

One lunged at him with twin sabers, the other rushed forward with knuckle fists. 

And yet;

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH

Rui gently shifted and curved, avoiding their every attack with the simplest of efforts. 

As if he knew when and where they were to be.

His mind rushed into action behind his calm eyes, predicting their every move with surgical accuracy and countering with the best possible maneuver at hand. 

A grace unlike anything that the two assassins had seen in the Senior Realm accompanied his every movement.

Yet, he wasn't content with merely defense and evasion.

BAM!

His fist crashed into one of them, flinging him away, while he evaded the sabers of the other, before pirouetting through the weaving blades of his opponent and clasping the man's shoulders.

BOOM!

A powerful throw flattened him to the ground leaving him without an opponent for a moment.

"Come." Rui calmly took his stance once more.

The two assassins gritted their teeth as they realized the caliber of a combatant that they were dealing with.