Chapter 57: The Death of Judging Angel

The cold night wind whipped through the air, sending Ivy's long hair flying.

Judging Angel let out a bitter, mocking laugh. "Hahaha, who would've thought Ivy was the legendary Rose..."

"Surprised?"

Ivy pulled a cigarette from her purse and lit it with an easy flick of her lighter. "Looks like Nightfall's intel isn't all that great."

"We've been watching your every move in New York."

"Haha..."

Judging Angel laughed so hard he doubled over. "You think bringing a few people to surround me means you can catch me? How naive!"

"Is that so?"

Ivy smiled charmingly. "Well then, let me see just how capable Nightfall's commander really is."

"Looks like you don't know what happens when you piss me off."

Judging Angel cracked his neck and waved his hand. "Tonight, I'll show you what a real killer looks like!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Gunshots exploded across the rooftop.

But the Shadow Squad reacted faster.

Almost the instant the triggers were pulled, Olivia had already moved behind cover.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Olivia fired three shots, and three Nightfall assassins dropped dead.

From the first shot to the last kill — less than ten seconds!

"Damn it!" Judging Angel hadn't expected their combat abilities to be this strong.

"Enough talk. Let's see what you've really got!" Ivy tossed her cigarette and lunged at Judging Angel.

Her right leg snapped out like a whip, sweeping viciously toward Judging Angel's temple!

"Bring it on!" Judging Angel laughed and raised his arm to block.

Ivy's leg collided with Judging Angel's arm with a dull thud.

"That's all the strength you've got?"

Judging Angel didn't budge an inch. He sneered and drove a punch toward Ivy's abdomen.

Ivy twisted her body and barely dodged, but the force of Judging Angel's punch still tore a gash in her clothes.

"So fast!" Ivy's heart jumped.

She hadn't expected Judging Angel to be this quick.

"Die!" Judging Angel drove forward, his fists and feet raining down like a storm.

Ivy gritted her teeth and defended, but was quickly overwhelmed.

"Ivy!" Olivia shouted and charged in from the side with a flying kick aimed straight at Judging Angel's face.

Judging Angel raised his arm to block, but was forced back half a step.

"Interesting. Worthy of the Shadow Squad's deputy captain. But not enough!"

Judging Angel suddenly unleashed his power with a sweeping kick that forced Olivia back.

Then he spun around and threw a punch at Ivy, who had just gotten up.

Ivy barely managed to raise both arms to block.

The massive force sent her flying again.

"My turn!" Olivia seized the opportunity to attack from behind, driving her elbow toward the back of Judging Angel's head.

Judging Angel seemed to anticipate it and ducked sharply.

Olivia's elbow strike missed.

Judging Angel let out a cold snort and countered with a backhand punch.

"Bang!"

Olivia barely blocked it but was still forced back several steps.

"Hahaha..."

Judging Angel stood in place, looking at the two women with contempt all over his face. "Two women attacking together? This is all you've got? Are you looking down on me, or is this all the people Shadow squad has?"

Ivy and Olivia exchanged glances and lunged at Judging Angel simultaneously.

The two coordinated perfectly, attacking from left and right, their fists and feet crashing down in a relentless barrage.

But Judging Angel handled it with ease. Under their combined assault, he remained unscathed and even counterattacked.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of fists and feet colliding echoed across the rooftop.

But soon, Ivy and Olivia fell into a disadvantage.

Judging Angel fought with increasing vigor, landing a heavy punch to Ivy's abdomen.

"Ugh..." Ivy groaned and fell to her knees.

Olivia tried to help but was kicked away by Judging Angel.

"This is your level?"

Judging Angel planted his foot on Ivy's back, looking down at her from above. "Tonight, I'll show you what a true powerhouse looks like!"

Just then.

"Enough talking."

A cold voice came from the rooftop entrance.

Judging Angel whipped his head around.

Leo stood there with his hands in his pockets, a cigar in his mouth, walking out slowly.

The night wind blew his black coat, making him look like the Grim Reaper under the moonlight.

"Leo..."

Judging Angel's arrogant smile returned as he turned to face Leo. "You finally decided to show yourself? Were you the one who killed Killer?"

Leo exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled faintly. "I was just at the party."

"Now the party's almost over, so dealing with you rats is perfect timing, don't you think?"

"How arrogant!"

Judging Angel grinned viciously and assumed a fighting stance. "That old man, Killer, was past his prime! Dying at your hands isn't unfair! But I'm different!"

"I'm Nightfall's strongest field commander! Tonight, you'll die here!"

"Is that so?"

Leo stopped about 10 feet from Judging Angel and casually dropped his cigar on the ground. "Let's see then."

"You're asking for it!" Judging Angel roared and lunged at Leo.

His fist shot toward Leo's face like a cannonball.

Leo just tilted his head slightly.

The fist grazed past his cheek.

"What?" Judging Angel's eyes widened.

The next second.

"Bang!"

A heavy punch slammed into his abdomen.

"Ugh..." Judging Angel spat out blood and flew backward, crashing heavily into the railing at the edge of the rooftop.

"...How is this possible..."

He struggled to lift his head, looking at Leo in disbelief.

The power of that punch was inhuman.

"That's it?" Leo walked slowly toward him. "Nightfall's strongest field commander?"

"No... impossible..."

Judging Angel struggled to his feet and roared, charging at Leo again. "I don't believe it! Again!"

This time, he used his full strength.

His fists and feet came down like a storm, each strike trailing a sharp whistle through the air.

But Leo moved as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Sidestepping, dodging, blocking... every attack was easily neutralized.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Judging Angel grew more frantic with each strike.

He had never encountered such a powerful opponent.

No matter how he attacked, he couldn't touch him at all.

"Enough."

Leo's figure vanished from where he stood, and his kick drove hard into Judging Angel's chest.

The sound of ribs cracking was clearly audible.

Judging Angel flew backward like a cannonball, rolling several times before stopping.

He coughed up blood, struggling to get up.

But his legs wouldn't obey.

"Leo..."

Judging Angel lifted his head, his eyes full of fear. "You... what kind of monster are you..."

"I'm just stronger than you." Leo walked up to him, looking down from above.

"You... don't be so arrogant!"

Judging Angel struggled, shouting with false bravado. "Mourner will avenge me! He'll come kill you himself! When that happens, you'll die miserably! Very miserably!"

"Mourner?"

Leo crouched down and grabbed Judging Angel by the throat, lifting him up. "I'm looking forward to it. But before that, tell me, where is Nightfall's European headquarters?"

"I... I won't tell you..."

Judging Angel forced the words out with difficulty. "You kill me... Mourner will definitely..."

Leo released his grip on his throat, and Judging Angel crashed heavily to the ground.

Before he could catch his breath, a crisp cracking sound rang out.

Leo stepped on Judging Angel's right hand and ground down hard.

"Ahhh!" Judging Angel's right index finger was crushed.

"I'll ask again." Leo's voice showed no emotion. "Where is Nightfall's European headquarters?"

"I... I don't know..." Judging Angel trembled all over, cold sweat pouring from his forehead.

His earlier arrogance had completely vanished, replaced only by fear.

Another crisp crack.

His middle finger broke.

"Ahhh!" Judging Angel nearly passed out from the pain.

"Looks like you really don't know."

Leo stood up and pulled his gun from his waist. "Then you're useless."

Judging Angel stared at the dark barrel and roared, "Leo! You'll regret this! Mourner won't let you go!"

"Is that so?" Leo's lips curved into a cold smile. "Then I'll wait."

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out.

Judging Angel slowly fell into a pool of blood.

Leo holstered his gun and turned toward the stairwell.

Ivy walked up to Leo in her high heels, swaying gracefully.

She extended her slender fingers and traced them across his shirt.

"Leo, you're becoming more and more fascinating to me."

She licked her red lips. "That kick just now was so cool. This kind of overwhelming power really makes me... excited."

"Stop it." Leo pushed her hand away. "Olivia."

"Yes!" Olivia clutched her chest and struggled to stand, saluting.

"Clean up the scene. Don't leave any traces."

"Yes!"

Leo glanced at the bodies scattered across the ground and headed downstairs.

A playful glint flashed in Ivy's eyes as she followed in her high heels. "Wait for me... Now that tonight's business is settled, shouldn't you... reward me properly?"

The night wind blew past, carrying away the smell of blood.

The hunt was over.