What witch? The Deadly Pharmacist!

What he needs to do now is to get in touch with Potter before the Inquisition, which is the real reason he applied for the infiltration mission.

If there were a secret passage or other escape route, he should be able to inform Potter in advance so that the other party could slip away, which would be the ideal situation.

If Potter has no way to escape, he must find a way to eliminate the other party and make sure that the other party does not fall into the hands of the Inquisition.

In this situation, the bodyguards around Potter are a bit tricky for him, but he also has the opportunity to gain their trust and launch a sneak attack. He has to be flexible and adaptable.

However, what puzzled him was that after sneaking into the manor, he didn't see a single person. The villa he had entered before was now closed and unguarded.

At first glance, the manor looks completely deserted.

Was the information Aaron received about Porter being here really accurate?

Leon tried to go around to the other side of the building; the back door was closed, but he found an open window.

Why would the window be open when no one is around? Leon wondered.

He looked around but still didn't see anyone. After hesitating for a moment, he finally quietly climbed through the window.

After entering, he found himself in the same hall where he had previously discussed business with Potter. He didn't see anyone there. He went into the corridor, searched the first floor, and then carefully went up the stairs.

As he walked through the corridor on the second floor, he suddenly froze.

He finally saw two people at the door of the room at the end of the road, but they were lying on the ground, lifeless, with a pool of blood on the ground.

Someone has been murdered!!

A chill instantly enveloped him, and he immediately gripped his gun tightly, becoming alert to those around him.

He didn't sense anyone else's presence. Upon closer inspection of the two men, their clothing seemed similar to the bodyguards he had seen at the manor last time. They were guarding the door at the end of the corridor, which was now half-open.

Leon realized something, drew his sword, raised his gun, and walked cautiously toward the room, stepping over pools of blood and corpses on the ground.

He peeked through the crack in the door and saw a little blood splattered on the floor.

He carefully opened the door, and the entire room was finally revealed to him.

At this moment, he finally met the Griffin, the wealthy businessman Potter, whom he had been looking for, and their eyes met.

Potter sat upright in an executive chair behind a desk, staring blankly at him, his mouth slightly open but silent.

He will never be able to speak again, because his throat has been cut open and he has bled out.

Leon entered the room and remained frozen in place, still pointing his gun forward.

Before he could even kill Potter to silence him, Potter was murdered!?

Who did it?

Just then, a barely perceptible dark shadow silently emerged from the shadowy corner of the room and approached Leon.

Chapter 62 The New Director's Strength

Leon didn't immediately notice that there was someone else moving in the room.

The person was hidden in a strange shadow. When someone tried to observe the shadow, it would instantly dissolve like ink in water before it could be seen, disappearing without a trace.

The Divine Art Shadow Crossing is a type of power bestowed by the Starry Night God. It drastically reduces the presence of things within the shadow's range.

Even if someone hiding inside is glanced at by others or makes a sound, they will be subconsciously ignored by the other party. The state of concealment will only be broken if the concealed person intervenes in the surrounding things, and the observer can only be aware of it for a moment.

For a professional assassin, this initial advantage alone is enough for him to eliminate the ordinary people in a stronghold one by one.

He had completed his assassination mission, but someone broke in while he was searching for important items and letters.

The assassin did not rashly launch a sneak attack on Leon; he was still considering his options.

This appears to be an inquisitor, and there should be backup, but there is no sign of anyone else around.

Since the other party infiltrated, their backup probably won't be able to arrive immediately.

By killing the inquisitor silently, he could buy time to continue searching.

But the Inquisitor wasn't on the mission list, and he wasn't sure if this unexpected turn of events would cause him trouble.

The assassin didn't take this lower-ranking judge seriously at this moment. He was a superhuman, and assassinating ordinary people was no challenge for him. He was inevitably a little careless.

However, he was unaware that the other party had also received some kind of blessing, and his ability to conceal himself was not as effective against this extraordinary being of the same level.

When Leon began to look around warily, he did not flinch, knowing that the other person couldn't see him anyway.

However, at that moment, Leon's gaze, which should have swept over the assassin, suddenly froze.

He didn't see anyone, but he noticed a faint, shadowy figure.

What is that?!

Leon noticed something.

The assassin noticed something amiss in Leon's gaze and his alarm bells went off.

There was no time for him to hesitate. He lunged forward, thrusting his dagger into the other man's chest.

Leon had barely seen the shadowy figure when it suddenly transformed into a person and lunged at him.

Without time to aim properly, he fired reflexively, but the other party reacted in advance, thrusting out a dagger while turning his head to dodge the shot.

Leon also retreated to dodge, while raising his hand to block in front of him.

The dagger pierced his arm. The assassin pulled out the dagger, and just as he was about to finish him off with a burst of speed, the splattered blood droplets instantly turned purplish-red, exploded between the two men, and turned into purple smoke.

This sudden turn of events startled the assassin. Purple smoke covered his face, and he instinctively held his breath, but his eyes immediately felt a burning sting.

"Ah!" he yelled, covering his eyes and backing away.

Despite the excruciating pain from the stab wound to his arm, Leon threw away the gun in his hand and drew a second one. However, before he could even aim, his opponent tumbled and rolled behind a bench next to the coffee table.

Leon was unsure if the other man's eyes were still intact, so he dared not rush over and approach rashly. The other man's close combat skills were far more refined than the simple swordsmanship he had been trained in at the Inquisition, but the bench made it difficult for him to aim, and after all, the gun could only fire one shot.

Leon pointed his gun at the bench, retreated to the vicinity of the pillar, and used the pillar as cover to warily confront the other party.

Leon checked the wound on his forearm, which was still bleeding. At that moment, the assassin opposite him opened his eyes, which were still tearing up. He could still see things, but his vision was already quite blurry, a white haze.

Both were still shaken after their first encounter, neither of them expecting to meet a superhuman here.

"Who exactly are you?" After a long silence, the assassin actually took the initiative to ask in a deep voice.

Those of higher rank among the Inquisitors may also receive blessings, but the ability to turn blood into poisonous mist is clearly not a blessing from the Four Origin Gods; it is undoubtedly the power of heresy!

"And who are you? Why did you kill Potter?" Leon also tried to ask.

He activated his ability, but the other party was still able to move. The poisonous mist that had turned from the blood was not yet lethal.

Neither of them answered the question, and another silent standoff ensued, when suddenly a commotion came from outside.

Aaron and the others who were guarding in the distance heard the gunshot clearly.

Realizing that Leon might be fighting with the people in the manor, Aaron ordered a raid.

During their standoff, the Inquisitors stormed into the manor.

The assassin clicked his tongue and looked behind him, knowing there was a glass window behind him.

He made a desperate move, rushed to the window, and leaped out.

Leon hadn't anticipated the other's actions. As the other broke the window, he pulled the trigger and fired, the bullet grazing the other's body.

The assassin rolled around in the flowerbed outside, then used his divine magic again.

Ignoring his injuries and fading vision, he stumbled and rushed toward the corner of the building.

The mission is over. His priority now is to escape from Leon's sight. Ordinary people can't see him. Even if the Inquisitors surround this place, he still has a chance to escape!

"Stop." A deep voice rang out from directly in front of him.

The assassin was taken aback when a figure appeared in his hazy, white vision.

He couldn't make out the figure, and his body grew colder and colder.

The other party could see him directly when he activated his divine magic, so the other party was undoubtedly also a superhuman, and at a level higher than his!

"I am Diaz, the head of the Hamel Inquisition and a third-rank knight of the Church of War. You in front, immediately dispel your divine spells and identify yourselves!"

Aaron, standing in front of the assassin, drew his sword expressionlessly.

At this moment, the judges who arrived behind Aaron were stunned, guns in hand; neither of them had seen the assassin's figure immediately.

Leon went to the window and saw the assassin confronting Aaron.

He didn't make a sound rashly. He could vaguely sense that the assassin was shrouded in an indistinguishable, hazy black shadow, and that he would lose sight of him if he turned his attention away even slightly.

Judging from the reactions of the other judges, they could see almost nothing. It seemed that only he and Aaron could spot the assassin, and Aaron saw it much more clearly than he could.

"Immediately dispel the divine spell and reveal your identity. This is the last warning," Aaron said, stepping towards the assassin.

The assassin hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned and ran; he couldn't afford to be caught!

Aaron did not give chase immediately, but instead slashed the ground with his sword.

A flash of light appeared, and a row of blazing flames surged in front of the assassin, blocking his path like a wall.

A wave of heat hit him, stinging his skin and forcing the assassin to stop. Just then, Aaron was already closing in from behind.

In desperation, the assassin turned and threw a dagger at Aaron. The dagger became a blur, and no one could see it clearly.

Aaron simply swung his sword casually in front of him, and with a clang, the dagger was deflected by his sword, leaving no opening.

The assassin drew his dagger again, intending to make another desperate attempt, but Aaron pointed his sword at him from a distance, and the assassin immediately felt as if his legs were filled with lead.

This feeling of heaviness spread throughout his body, as if the earth's gravity had suddenly doubled, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

He stopped abruptly, and the ground suddenly became unusually soft, like a swamp. He couldn't move and could only watch helplessly as his legs slowly sank into the earth.

He was completely trapped.

Leon was stunned. The strength Aaron displayed was on a completely different level from any of the superhumans he had seen before, including himself!

There was no escape—realizing this clearly, the assassin made a decisive move, gripping the dagger tightly and plunging it into his throat without hesitation, severing his trachea completely, leaving no chance for rescue.

This was the last neck he ever cut in his life.

Blood spurted out, and Aaron stepped back to avoid the splashing blood.

Seeing the assassin collapse to the ground, twitch a few times, and then remain still, his brows furrowed.

Possessing the power to bestow blessings, and choosing suicide without hesitation the moment of capture, this is no ordinary killer!

This kind of person doesn't seem like the kind of bodyguard Henry Porter could hire.

"Search for Judge Leon Set immediately!" he shouted.

“Sir,” Leon called out from the broken window, “I’m here!”

He breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw the assassin captured and commit suicide, after all, the other party had just witnessed his abilities.

But this makes it difficult to find out who the killer is.

"Judge Seth, are you alright?" Aaron looked up at Leon and asked.

“This man stabbed my arm, but it’s nothing serious,” Leon replied.

"Thank God." Seeing his subordinates alive and well, Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.

"I found the suspect, Potter, here. He's dead. There are two other bodies, which are also very likely the work of that person," Leon reported.

"You stay there and keep watch, I'll be there soon."

Aaron turned and began assigning tasks. He first had someone check the assassin's condition and, after confirming that the assassin was dead, he had two people guard the body, sent a group of people to search, and then led the rest of the men to break down the door and enter the villa, preparing to meet up with Leon.

Leon clutched his injured arm, turning to look at the chaotic house, where Potter's body remained slumped in place.

While the Inquisition was investigating, his collaborator, Potter, was killed by an unknown assassin.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Leon had a vague sense that danger was approaching.

It seems his business will eventually have to be shut down.

Chapter 63 Reina is Caught

Meanwhile, in the labyrinth's workshop.