Absolute Death Game-Chapter 440 - 44 Ancestral Dragon Mirage (Transitional Chapter)

Xiao Buli arrived at the entrance to the Barbaric Wastelands, intending to enter. At the same time, inside the Ancestral Dragon base.

Eagle Eye found his mission this time somewhat hard to accept, but as always, he exhibited no questioning of the orders from the higher-ups and showed absolute obedience.

This mission was to assassinate a general. Eagle Eye didn’t know much about the man; he had only started undertaking such missions after getting involved in a game. Before that, he was just an ordinary soldier. If not for the Ancestral Dragon, his fate would likely have been retirement and idleness at home. If his family were well off, he might have found a respectable job. Otherwise, most retired soldiers ended up working as security guards or similar jobs.

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Eagle Eye was very grateful for this, so for the tasks handed down by Ancestral Dragon, he always approached them with great enthusiasm and execution. The souls that fell to his sniper rifle could be counted by the notches on the buttstock—there were seven in total, representing the seven lives taken by the rifle. However, this mission was different from the previous ones. It not only required the death of the person but also specified how and where the death should occur. It had to happen without anyone noticing. Not noticed? That meant sniping was out of the question.

Fortunately, Eagle Eye had another profession in the game: assassin. Although his time in the game had decreased since he started executing tasks for the organization, his assassination skills had not waned. In fact, because he had real-life experience that couldn’t be replicated in the game, his assassination techniques had become even more refined.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, Eagle Eye snuck into the general’s home. The general had a son and a daughter, both holding important positions in the military. But it was also because of this that Eagle Eye had a chance to be alone with him. Tonight, his son had to stand guard, as it was the general’s rule to not allow exceptions for his children. His daughter had gone out to a small gathering, having been invited by friends.

Eagle Eye hid in the shadows, where he seemed to melt away, easily bypassing the guards at the door. Although it was a military residential area, in times of peace, security was not overly exaggerated. High walls, barbed wire, surveillance cameras, and 24-hour soldier patrols—none of these were enough to detect the ghost-like Eagle Eye.

Without any impediment, Eagle Eye entered the general’s villa. The housekeeper was preparing dinner downstairs, and the general, removing his hat, hung it on the coat rack by the door and instructed his bodyguard, "Let’s have dinner a bit later. I’ll sit in the study for a while. Don’t disturb me unless it’s important."

Pleased with what he heard, Eagle Eye had planned to act later in the evening, but such an opportunity was perfect for his special mission. The fewer people in the house, the less worry about being discovered. And with the target himself specifying not to be disturbed, it was an opportunity not to be missed. Seeing that the bodyguard had also entered a room downstairs, Eagle Eye entered the house, made his way upstairs smoothly, and quickly located the study.

The study door was tightly closed. Eagle Eye put an augmenting spell on his ear, a secret trick behind his extraordinary sight. This spell temporarily doubled the functionality of his spellcasting organ.

Now he could hear the sound of pages being turned inside, and the general muttering something, as if reading words from a paper. To Eagle Eye, the content sounded like it had to do with some top-secret experiment, though he couldn’t make out the details. The sound of a chair being moved was followed by the creaking footsteps of the general and the noise of a cabinet being pulled open. Eagle Eye knew his chance had arrived—the general was apparently turning back to consult something on the bookshelf. Once again melding into the shadows, Eagle Eye, crouching down, opened the door.

When the general heard the door creak behind him, he turned around and saw it slowly open. However, there was nothing behind the door—it seemed to have been opened by the wind. The wooden door was old, and sometimes the lock wouldn’t catch, so the general wasn’t surprised. He set down the book in his hand, went to the door, and forcefully closed it, twisting the knob to ensure it wouldn’t blow open again. Satisfied, he turned back to his books.

But as he turned, suddenly a large hand clamped over his mouth and nose with incredible strength, cutting off his breath. As a veteran of the battlefield, the general didn’t panic, immediately trying to fight back.

However, his assailant gave him no chance. He felt a chill on his back as a dagger pierced through him from behind. The general felt his strength drain rapidly through the wound. The person behind him released his hold, but by then, the general had no strength even to cry out, his body collapsing to the floor with a thud.

Eagle Eye checked the general’s carotid artery and only after confirming his death did he pull out the dagger. The blade gleamed with a flash of blue light—it was coated with a toxin provided by Ancestral Dragon, designed to paralyze the nervous system quickly via the bloodstream and speed up blood loss, causing rapid death.

If you thought the mission ended there, you would be sorely mistaken. Eagle Eye’s real test was just beginning. This time, the mission explicitly required him to clean up the scene and dispose of the body, even specifying an incinerator as the designated cremation spot, a professional place for disposal. To Eagle Eye, this seemed unnecessary. If the goal was to kill him, naturally, the death had to be made known to eliminate his influence. Why kill him and then try to disguise it? Was it simply to create the illusion of a disappearance?