Chapter 764: Chapter 472: Thunder, You Don’t Want the Twilight Saintess to Be Revived Either, Right? (Ten-Thousand-Word Mega Chapter) (Part 2)

She stood there, thinking for a whole minute, unable to figure out the problem.

But Shen Sui had already sorted out the situation through the killer’s memories.

The organization of the Descent Association is extremely tight. In theory, Shen Sui shouldn’t be able to find out who the instigator was, because most of the time, such assassination tasks are unilateral commissions, with no direct contact between the parties.

However, now, all the important members of the Descent Association are on the Saint Yimiti, so no matter how cautious they are, it actually doesn’t hold much meaning.

Moreover...

Plan B of the Descent Association has already been set in motion.

Shen Sui walked to the door and opened it.

The corridor of the cabin was silent, and Shen Sui stood there, quietly waiting.

After a short while, a door in the corridor was pushed open from the inside, and a tall man walked out.

He stretched lazily, yawning, with a face of wild arrogance that seemed to indicate he had just completed an extremely satisfying hunt.

The man sensed the gaze in the corridor, his sharp and brutal eyes piercing toward Shen Sui like sharp blades.

Shen Sui’s divine sense gently swept over the room from which the man emerged.

Louise lay on the floor, covered in wounds, barely clinging to life. If not for the extraordinary power within her taking effect, she might have already descended into the netherworld.

"You are Shen Sui?" The man said to Shen Sui in broken Chinese.

"Is she okay?"

The man glanced back at the room: "Hey, that chick’s physical resilience is impressive; she’s still alive."

With that, the man slowly turned his head to look at Shen Sui: "You don’t need to worry about others. Soon, it will be your turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, in the next moment, his figure was already in front of Shen Sui.

This speed...

This aura...

Shen Sui did not show the panic the man was expecting; instead, he calmly said, "With the extraordinary power you have mastered, you could have killed Louise outright. Why torture her with a duel instead?"

"Kill outright?" The man widened his eyes, looking at Shen Sui with a twisted expression, as if hearing something unbelievable. He spread his arms, assuming an extremely bizarre posture, "If she died outright, how would I savor the pleasure stemming from the depths of the soul from her wails?"

Shen Sui slightly furrowed his brow.

The man seemed to believe he had the upper hand; the dueling device lit up as he grinned arrogantly and smiled: "You too, Mr. Shen Sui. If you defeat me in a duel, maybe I can spare your life. If you don’t accept, hehehe, I can find another way to torture you!"

Shen Sui smiled dismissively, turning to look at the assassin’s corpse by the door: "Do you know why your organization sent an assassin to kill me?"

"Hahaha, that foolish guy thought I couldn’t beat you." The man licked his lips, looking at Shen Sui as if he were a delicious delicacy, "But I don’t think so. Killing a dueling expert is something addictive, especially torturing them to death in a duel."

"You reminded me of some people," Shen Sui said, "They also like to inflict suffering upon others, adept at performing similar acts during duels."

Shen Sui raised his hand, the dueling device lit up, his eyes mocking and indifferent, his cold voice echoing in the corridor: "I learned some techniques from them; maybe I can try them on you."

"Hahaha! Interesting! Truly interesting!" The man laughed maniacally, "But it’s the interesting ones worth torturing! Remember, the one who kills you is Lak Strick!"

[Duel initiated!]

The dueling device activated the Duel Realm with sound effects.

The Saint Yimiti, indeed a luxury cruise ship, had space in the corridor big enough for a dueling arena without needing a virtualization expansion.

"My advance!" Lak said excitedly, "Come, let me grant you delightful suffering!"

"Spend 4 Soul Points, normal summon from my hand, [Evil Spirit·Kabra]."

Lak swiftly summoned a follower that looked extremely terrifying: "Activate Evil Spirit Kabra’s effect, once per turn, if summoned or specially summoned, it inflicts 800 points of damage to the opponent."

As he finished speaking, Shen Sui felt something tug at his soul, and his Life Value decreased by 800 points in response.

"Painful, right? Painful, right?" Lak eagerly watched Shen Sui, hoping to see the pained expression he enjoyed so much.

Shen Sui looked at Lak as if he were looking at an idiot.

The duel Lak initiated seemed like a life-or-death duel.

Sadly, the six thousand damage caused by failing this duel would be lethal to other Life Card Masters and Extraordinaries, but to Shen Sui, this damage was just a bit of a nuisance, that’s all.

"You’re getting more interesting." Lak said excitedly, seeing Shen Sui not showing any signs of being tormented, "I can’t wait to torture you until you howl!"

In his mind, he seemed to be envisioning the scene, his face showing a perverse expression of pleasure.

Shen Sui furrowed his brow.

The damage caused by Lak’s follower wasn’t enough to impact Shen Sui.