Chapter 244 Totem
After Sean drew his knife, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness as he swiftly attacked Isabella.
Sean moved fast as lightning. Isabella instantly realized he was an ancient martial arts professional, and his skills far exceeded those assassins who tried to kill her last time.
Isabella dodged sideways, avoiding the sharp blade. The cold killing intent from the knife grazed past her neck.
Even though the blade didn't actually cut Isabella's neck, her skin broke and started bleeding.
It was the first time she realized that even the force of a knife could kill.
Was this the level that advanced ancient martial arts practitioners could reach? It was terrifying.
Sean wasn't surprised that he failed to kill Isabella with that strike.
Although countless people had died under his first blade.
But Isabella was clearly no ordinary person. He had observed Isabella fighting those Veridian people in the alley and already knew her strength shouldn't be underestimated. Now it seemed he was right.
Sean continued swinging his knife at Isabella, while Isabella kept retreating to dodge.
He had a knife while she was bare-handed - this was clearly disadvantageous.
Isabella found the right moment and swept her leg across, kicking the knife out of Sean's hand.
Sean looked at his knife on the ground, his pupils contracting, a flash of disbelief in his eyes.
A warrior never easily loses his knife, but Isabella's kick had caused such sharp pain and numbness in his hand that he couldn't even grip the knife.
Isabella's explosive power was truly terrifying.
Sean wanted to pick up his knife, but Isabella wouldn't give him the chance. Seeing his knife fall, she quickly launched a fierce offensive against him.
Now they were in close combat. Isabella was absolutely a top-tier expert in this area. She had been trained by her master since childhood, and both her techniques and skills were very mature.
Caught off guard, Sean's hand was grabbed by Isabella. In an instant, there was a crisp sound as Isabella dislocated his arm with a strange technique. Then Isabella kicked him in the abdomen.
This kick carried explosive force, sending Sean flying several meters away and crashing hard into the wall.
"What are you waiting for? Attack!" Sean gritted his teeth and shouted toward the shadows.
Soon two people jumped out from the shadows. Together with the person who hadn't made a move yet, all three rushed at Isabella, each face showing fierce killing intent.
"Don't drag this out. Quick battle, quick victory."
Sean commanded coldly, popping his arm back into place and joining the three others in attacking Isabella simultaneously.
Four ancient martial arts professionals, all experienced and fierce assassins. Seeing them attacking from different directions and angles, Isabella's expression changed as she quickly jumped out of the encirclement.
One man's eyes flashed as he swiftly attacked Isabella's back. Isabella did a backflip and kicked the man away. The man howled in pain.
But the next second, a throwing knife flew over, slashing Isabella's thigh.
Isabella looked at the man using the throwing knife, her eyes sharp, and lifted her leg to kick toward his abdomen.
The man was kicked back several steps, blood spilling from his mouth. But at the same time, Sean also kicked Isabella in the ribs.
Isabella groaned in pain.
Lloyd seized the opportunity. As Isabella was weakened by the intense pain, he grabbed her wrist and dislocated one of her hands.
Seeing this, another person drew a dagger from his waist and stabbed toward Isabella's shoulder with lightning speed. Isabella turned her head, her expression darkening, and grabbed his wrist. But the next second, Sean slashed her back with his knife.
Her clothes were torn, and the wound seeped a line of blood through her clothing.
She felt the wound wasn't very deep, but it burned. Her vision was also getting blurry. She didn't know if it was because she was too badly injured or had lost too much blood, but she felt the whole world spinning before her eyes, swaying unsteadily.
Sean stood before her with his knife, looking at this pitiful girl.
"Your skills are indeed good. In a one-on-one fight, none of us would be your match."
So to end the battle quickly, he had coated his blade with poison.
A poison that could quickly invade the nervous system and make someone lose consciousness.
Sean slowly walked behind Isabella. Sure enough, Isabella suddenly couldn't control herself and fell to one knee. She tried to stand up with her hand on the ground, but couldn't no matter what. Her whole body was in a drunken state, swaying unsteadily.
Before Sean could say anything more, Isabella collapsed on the ground.
"Sean, what should we do with her?" Lloyd looked at the unconscious girl and asked.
"Kill her, of course," Sean said without hesitation.
They had gone through so much trouble tracking her to Veridian, wasn't it to kill her?
Now it was perfect - Isabella had no ability to resist.
Sean raised his knife, aiming from Isabella's back toward her heart.
With this one stab, Isabella would be dead.
Kill her, take the ten million dollar bounty, and they could return to Novaria.
Sean's wrist tensed, his hand gripping the knife ready to stab down.
But the next second, a cold wind swept by, blowing away the loose hair on Isabella's back, revealing her fair, slender neck.
From the back of Isabella's neck, a hint of a tattoo pattern faintly emerged.
But what showed was clearly just the tip of the iceberg - you couldn't tell what it was at all.
"Sean, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and kill her!" Seeing Sean not making his move, Lloyd couldn't help but urge him.
"She seems to have a tattoo on her back," Sean said with furrowed brows.
"So what if she has a tattoo?" Lloyd didn't understand. "I have tattoos too. What's so special about that?"
"I don't know... I don't know why..." Sean stared intently at this corner of the tattoo, as if drawn by some force, wanting to find out what exactly was tattooed on her back...
Thinking this, Sean directly used his knife to cut and lift Isabella's clothing.
Instantly, a full back tattoo of a fiery red phoenix totem came into everyone's view!
Sean's pupils suddenly contracted. "This..."
Lloyd looked at the tattoo on Isabella's back, his brows tightly furrowed. "What is this? Why does it look so familiar?"
The other two were also full of confusion. "A phoenix... this totem seems to be a phoenix..."
They also felt it was very familiar, just couldn't remember for the moment.
Sean's whole face turned white. Unlike his earlier decisiveness, his eyes even showed some fear.
His hand holding the knife loosened directly, and the knife fell to the ground with a sound.
"Sean, what's wrong with you?"
Sean hurriedly pulled out a one-dollar coin from his pocket. He held up the coin, showing everyone the pattern on the back. "Now do you know why this pattern looks familiar?"
Lloyd was completely dumbfounded.
"Isn't this the damn pattern on the back of our country's coins?"
No wonder it looked familiar!
What Sean held was a one-dollar coin in circulation in the Northern Ice Empire.
On the front of the coin was the number "1," and on the back was the phoenix totem.
When a country's currency features a particular pattern on its back, it definitely means this pattern has extremely important significance for the entire country.
And the phoenix totem on the back of Northern Ice Empire's currency represented the most powerful force in the entire Northern Ice Empire - a family whose influence even exceeded that of the state, an ancient and mysterious family—
the Powell family.