Chapter 2962: Cemetery Assassination

The hastily held funeral was not grand. Although all the processes were there, they were also very simple. After the process in the church was over, the pallbearers carried the coffin to the snowy cemetery, and the relatives and invited guests followed behind.

The grave had been dug, and when the coffin sank into the grave, the crying of the Bennett ladies was truly heartbreaking.

Xia De and Xivi stood at the very back of the crowd, both of them looking from time to time at the old man holding a black hat standing behind Thomas Bennett's left. The old man was about fifty years old, with gray hair, and his face shape made him look like the most serious and upright person.

Among all the people present, except for Xia De, Xivi, and Bennett, he was the only Ringed Shushi. The identity of the old man coming to attend this funeral was the cousin of Mrs. Bennett's mother's family. Although the specific relationship was very difficult to understand, he was indeed a genuine relative, because there were still many people who knew him.

The Bennett family was a local prestigious family, and it was not a small probability that distant relatives had been involved in the Time Transfer Station.

Soon the funeral ended, and Mr. Bennett expressed his gratitude to all the guests who came one by one, and then let his children go home first:

"I want to accompany your mother here. Linda, you go back to the church too, you don't actually need to come today."

Regardless of the thoughts of his daughters, they finally left with their younger brother. The guests who came to attend the funeral also said goodbye to Mr. Bennett one after another and left. Finally, only Mr. Bennett was left standing in front of the grave that had just been filled, looking at the tombstone in the snow.

Snow fell on his hair and shoulders. This man, who had been silent throughout the funeral process, was actually much sadder than everyone thought. But footsteps came and broke this sorrow. The old man holding a cane and a hat appeared from behind him, his eyes sharp as if he would pull out a dagger and stab the man with his back to him at any moment.

And Thomas Bennett knew who this was without turning his head:

"Must you choose today?"

The middle-aged man who had just lost his wife asked in a low voice, still looking down at the tombstone in front of him:

"My wife just passed away. If you still have some politeness and conscience, you shouldn't choose to find me in this place at this time."

At this time, his voice was no longer that of the gentle hotel owner. The sorrowful voice was not very loud, but it fully expressed his mood.

The old man, whose hair and shoulders were also covered with snow, scolded:

"For people like you, there is no need for politeness and conscience. How many people have your family harmed since Creekwood Town was established until now? How many tragedies have you promoted? Don't you know it yourself?

Being sad for people like you is a fool. Besides, is your wife's death normal? Let me say, is this also some conspiracy? Or did the gods finally not be able to look at your actions and finally gave you punishment!"

Thus Thomas Bennett turned around in the snow, and the expression on his face even startled the old man who scolded him. That kind of fierce and violent expression had probably never been seen by anyone on the face of this plain-looking hotel owner. He said word by word:

"My wife has nothing to do with the responsibilities of our family, and her death has nothing to do with these. You can hate me, but don't insult my wife."

The old man who was startled just now asked again:

"You treat this as a responsibility?"

He seemed to be trembling because of excessive anger:

"I once had a happy family just like you. Wife, son, daughter, I once had all of these. Until my son went to you for his deceased lover, and then everything changed.

I have waited for this opportunity for thirty years for today! Thirty years! Now you not only don't repent, but instead say this is your responsibility?"

"I don't know which one your son is. Thirty years ago, the transfer station was the responsibility of my father. But I am very sure of one thing: all choices were made by your son himself. We have our own principles and never force guests to make choices."

Thomas Bennett was quickly adjusting his mood, and he had returned to calm:

"But after so many years, you are one of the few people who can find me. Since I inherited my ancestor's family business, I have never killed anyone actively. After I win against you, I will throw you into a time and space where no one can find you, hoping you can forget the hatred and start a new life."

Saying that, the 8th-tier life ring behind him appeared, and the old man opposite was not surprised by the other party's level. He beckoned, and the eight people who had been keeping invisible also appeared in the snowy cemetery.

Everyone was a middle-tier Ringed Shushi. While the old man stepped back, the eight people who surrounded Thomas Bennett simultaneously cast spells:

"Fireball!" "Whirlwind!" "Thunder Spear!" "Ice Storm!" "Shadow Ball!" "Arrow of Light!" "Earth's Fury!" "Song of Water!"

The standing positions of the eight people were very interesting. If viewed from above, the eight people occupied the east, west, north, south, and the four directions between them, and the positions were precisely measured in advance.

But facing the eight elemental attacks from eight directions, Thomas Bennett just snapped his fingers, and the eight colors and light marks solidified in the air, and even the eight people who cast the spells stood still.

This kind of group time freezing was a power that even Xia De hadn't mastered. Theoretically, only those who stepped into high tiers were qualified to learn it, but Thomas Bennett cast the spell as if he had no consumption at all.

But his spellcasting was ineffective against the old man who had retreated in advance. It was not that the spell effect didn't select him, but that the old man had put the black hat in his hand on his head.

The black hat was worn, and then he was dyed black. His height soared to two meters in an instant, and then wings made of shadows appeared behind him.

A large book made of shadows appeared in his left hand, and a large sword made of shadows appeared in his right hand. Then the black hat flew off his head, but it only flew upward for about ten centimeters before turning into a pitch-black halo while spinning.

Sage-level relic 【Evil Angel Halo】, the body is a black hat. After wearing it, the wearer will turn into an "Evil Angel," and the strength of the body will briefly reach the 13th tier, but cannot use the Words of Ascension. This stage maintains one's rationality, but will completely lose rationality after maintaining it for at most one minute.

But after losing rationality, the strength will gradually decrease until the self is annihilated, and the Angel Halo will turn back into a hat form.

"Evil Angel," although it is not clearly which god's angel it is, in its former containment records, it is clearly written that it is immune to time-freezing abilities.

Thomas Bennett clearly also recognized what this was. He frowned slightly and wanted to say something else, but the black figure with wings behind him was like a shadow scattered in the snow.

The next second, that figure appeared directly in front of Thomas Bennett. But it didn't attack but hugged the other party directly. Then the tenth figure appeared in the snowy cemetery. The middle-aged woman with a level of only 2nd tier who was hiding in a grave crawled out from underground. Even without caring about the mud on her body, she stabbed the black ritual dagger into her heart and used her last perseverance to throw it toward the time-frozen area before she died.

The intensity of the whisper elements emitted by the ritual dagger that obtained the sacrifice at this moment was even more astonishing than the "Evil Angel" at this moment. The eight elemental energies of eight colors frozen in time were connected to the dagger in the air at this moment, and then formed an eight-pointed star ritual instrument in the air in an instant.

The holy emblem of the Old God - 【Ancient Death God】 was formed in the ritual base array. The complex relic usage conditions were completely satisfied.

Thus, death descended.

Everyone watching this battle, including Xia De, felt a layer of darkness cover their eyes at this moment. And after the fleeting darkness disappeared, in the battle field of the snowy cemetery, the old man who had turned into an evil angel had returned to human form, his corpse lying on the soil of the cemetery, and snowflakes fell one after another on his gloomy face.

The dagger pierced his body before hitting Thomas Bennett. Now the old man had been sent to the end by the power of that unknown dagger relic, but Thomas Bennett was still standing in the snow.

It was just that he stood there motionless, his chest didn't even have the ups and downs of breathing.

The Ringed Shushi who were responsible for casting spells in different directions watched him nervously. Then one of the boldest people pushed gently against the air, and Thomas Bennett fell into the snow of the cemetery.

"He finally died! We succeeded!"

Thus, excited shouts and sad crying came out together. But before they could fully accept the fact that the action was successful, something strange happened.

The corpse of the fallen Thomas Bennett stood up again in the rising green light. He lowered his head and patted the snow on his clothes and the mud on his pants, and then pulled out the dagger inserted in his chest.

The dagger had lost the terrifying whisper elements just now. The middle-aged businessman's body was not bleeding, and even with a light flick, even the tear in his clothes was restored to its original state.

The white mist exhaled from his mouth between breaths represented that he was indeed still a living person. Thomas Bennett praised the assassins:

"Your choice is very correct. The power of the ancient death god restrains all immortality. This dagger..."

He identified it:

"Sage-level relic 【Thin Burial】, complete the thin burial ritual, and then send any life touched by it to the 'end' within one second. It's really amazing that you can find such a ritual dagger. Yes, under normal conditions, I should have died, and it was the kind of death that time reversal couldn't save." ===== CHAPTER 2963 =====