Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 218 [I'm Listening]

Luca.

People only knew that guy's name was Luca.

Apart from that, everything else is shrouded in mystery.

He seemed to emerge from the deepest shadows, and upon appearing, he wreaked havoc.

He united the previously disorganized Old World immigrants and gave them a new name.

The term "Old World immigrant gangs" is simply a general term for these people.

In reality, the one who was truly formidable and who overwhelmed the capital's mafia was Uttarhan.

The term "Uttarhan" means "red dragon" in the Old World.

The Red Dragons were the most powerful legion under Emperor Rhys the Great, who once unified the Old World. They conquered most of his territory and were a symbol of invincibility.

Uttarakhan was the name Luca gave them.

And indeed, they are now invincible.

Luca emerged from the shadows, and Vasini had no chance of predicting his location.

In fact, before the war began, Vasini certainly had a detailed understanding of his greatest adversary.

Luca is likely a powerful being with the true name of the Shadow King, possessing strength approaching the fifth level. He can not only move swiftly through the shadows, killing without a trace, but also summon shadow soldiers.

He is better able to hide in the shadows, ignoring swords, guns, and firearms.

In the underground war, such a person is almost a god-like existence.

The capital's mafia, who initially scorned Uttarhan, were gradually defeated by this very person.

Vasini himself was only a third-level underground baron of the God of Destruction. He had been in power for too short a time and too early, and had not had time to become stronger.

If it weren't for his family's legacy, he might have been the first person Luca would have beheaded.

The reason he has survived until today, and the reason why he launched an attack tonight despite knowing the difference in strength, is not only his inner strength but also the family heirloom...

A razor.

Those were relics left by his ancestors, said to be the belonging of the first Destroyer to awaken his true name.

Neil the Throat Slitter.

It is both the name of the knife and the name of his ancestor.

This sword is a True Name Relic, containing powerful True Name power of a God of Destruction, comparable to or even higher than a Level 5 True Name user.

Therefore, in an era when the capital's mafia was declining, the Martino family was still able to maintain its dignity and occupy the Sanctuary.

Now, Vasini will use this weapon of his ancestors to reclaim his former glory.

Just the next moment.

The air around us already felt off.

coming!

Luca.

Vasini felt a chill run down his spine.

The moment he instinctively turned to turn around, the true intent to die struck him head-on, heading straight for his throat.

It's now.

Vasini suddenly activated the ancestral relic.

The gun in his hand was just for show, a smokescreen.

next moment.

A sharp, piercing explosion rang out, and a black beam shot out from the void, chasing after a shadowy spot.

The power of this relic lies in the fact that once it locks onto a target, it will pursue the enemy until the enemy dies.

Several shadows were pierced in succession in the air.

Luca was fleeing at breakneck speed.

But the black light wouldn't let him go at all.

This is the ultimate pursuit.

Luca laughed inexplicably: "Neil the Throat Slitter... indeed formidable, but a pity..." "You shouldn't have left the Sanctuary."

These words startled Vasini.

At the same time, the pursuing black light seemed to have suddenly collided with something hard, making a dull sound.

In a brief moment, a dark shadow appeared, along with a yellowish-brown shield that looked like a tortoise shell.

The shield was what blocked the black light.

"Although my Earth Barrier is just an ordinary item, how long can you still use that sword once you leave the Sanctuary?"

Sweat began to bead on Vasini's forehead.

While true name relics are powerful, they require the user to possess certain abilities, and their use consumes the user's power.

If he were still in the sanctuary at this moment, possessing the power left behind by the sanctuary's many years of worship and praise, he would not feel any pressure whatsoever.

So, did the other party even consider this aspect?

"three minutes."

Luca was still talking.

"You can only last three minutes at most, right? As for me, I can play with you for another half hour! Accept your fate of defeat."

Vasini doesn't have much time left to hold on.

Most importantly, he was tied down, and his men were constantly being breached and killed.

Even though he spent a lot of time and energy cultivating these young people over the past three years, they were still too weak, had not experienced real trials and tribulations, and were not strong enough.

In contrast, the Old World immigrants recruited by Uttarakhan were all strong individuals.

They welcome anyone; as long as you're strong enough, you can join.

Therefore, among them are followers of the Sun God religion, followers of the Earth Mother Goddess, and all sorts of other people.

They were filled with murderous intent and possessed astonishing fighting power.

Hearing his men fall one after another, Vasini decided to fight to the death. He once again activated the Throat Slider Neil, this time making it faster, sharper, and more swift.

"Oh? Fighting to the death?"

Luca still didn't seem to feel any pressure, maintaining that almost leisurely demeanor.

The next moment, a flash of light appeared, and one of Vasini's guards was killed, leaving a gap in his defenses.

This also prevented him from calming down and controlling the knife.

Taking advantage of this opening, Luca risked a close-range attack on Vasini again. Vasini had no choice but to sheathe his knife and protect his entire body, but in the process of dodging, his feet were entangled by vines that suddenly sprouted from the ground.

Vasini felt a chill in his heart; he sensed an irreversible despair.

Is this all there is to it?

Father, ancestors, great savior of darkness, is this truly all there is to our destiny?
"Are you praying again? I really don't understand you guys. You're just a bunch of rats from the mud, yet you insist on making a god out of it. A god of rats? Isn't that still just rats?"

Luca then simply appeared before Vasini.

However, the shadows still enveloped his entire body, and he still did not let anyone see his true face.

"Will the god of rats protect you?"

Luca's words seemed to be directed at Vasini, or perhaps at himself.

He looked up at the sky.

Vasini couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The sky wasn't completely dark; the brilliant lights of the capital city shone through.

"Great Lord, have you abandoned us? Have you forsaken the darkness?"

This was no longer a prayer, but rather a confession; Vasini had given up hope.

But at least he died a heroic death.

But, but, the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, because he actually... heard a response!

"I am listening."