The First Tyrant of Daxia

As Delta was expecting, there were suddenly some hurried sounds of wind in the darkness in the distance.

Delta, who was familiar with them, knew that the killers were back.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The black figures seemed to merge with the night. They stood on the trees and rocks, looking at Delta quietly.

"Welcome back, powerful killer."

Delta laughed and stepped forward to greet him.

These people had a high status in the Macedonian Empire, which was enough to make him smile warmly, even more enthusiastically than the hunting cavalry who had just welcomed the victorious return.

The leader of the men in black landed on the ground and said calmly, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Prince."

Delta said, "Don't be so formal, Donald. We all serve the King. It's not an exaggeration to say that we are colleagues, right?"

The leader of the men in black nodded calmly and said, "According to your instructions, I led my men to hold back Wuming who was out on reconnaissance, and also killed a lot of their Jinyiwei."

Delta laughed after hearing this. "As expected of you, Donald. With your ability, I'm not surprised at all that you have accomplished all this."

"But what about the man who assassinated Opatera?"

The leader of the men in black, the man called Donald, had a confident look in his eyes: "Don't worry, Lord Delta. The man I sent to assassinate is my strongest disciple. His strength is naturally no problem. It will be easy for him to assassinate a guy like Opatera who has only mediocre skills."

"That's good!" Delta was finally relieved.

A moment later, the sound of upstream wind was heard again in the distance, and a dozen men in black rode the wind and landed in front of Delta.

Delta said happily: "Welcome back, my warriors!"

But Donald's face changed.

Because he found that his most proud disciple did not seem to have returned.

Delta smiled and asked, "Excuse me, everyone, how is your assassination mission going?"

Upon hearing this, a dozen men in black looked at each other and slowly shook their heads.

"Failed?" The smile on Delta's face suddenly froze.

Donald took a few steps forward and asked anxiously, "Where's Elken?"

Erken was the man responsible for assassinating Opatra and was also Donald's most proud disciple.

The dozen or so men in black said nothing. Finally, as Donald's face became increasingly ugly, they said, "Big Brother, he's dead."

"What did you say?!" Donald was shocked. "I have already led Wuming and Long Xiao away. Those ordinary Jinyiwei can't be a match for Erken. Who can kill him?"

The man in black who had just spoken looked embarrassed and stammered, "Everything happened so fast! We were hiding in the crowd, and then someone stood up and shouted that there was an assassin."

"We had no choice but to decide to attack quickly. At that time, Senior Brother Erken was already close to Opatera, and only one strike was needed to kill Opatera."

"But because of the soldier's shouting, Opatera had a chance to react. We only saw her suddenly pull out a black weapon from her waist, and suddenly there was an explosion. When we looked again, Senior Brother Erken was already dead."

After hearing what the man in black said, Donald's face turned ugly: "What kind of weapon is that?"

"I don't know, we haven't seen it! But it was very powerful, and it directly broke the eldest brother's chest." The man in black shook his head.

Donald's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, but more of a fanatical look: "There is actually such a weapon in this world. It would be great if I could get it and study it!"

Although his favorite disciple, Erken, was killed, he still didn't need one or two more disciples.

For him, more powerful and novel weapons are what he dreams of most.

Delta also had a grim look on his face.

In order to assassinate Opatra, he made many plans, but he did not expect that the assassination would not be successful and he even lost the assassin.

What a bunch of rubbish!

Delta glanced at them with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't dare to show it openly.

Donald said: "Lord Delta, I am sorry that the mission was not completed this time. If necessary, I can send someone to assassinate Opatra again."

"No need." Delta waved his hand. "Opatra must have stepped up her guard now. If we go in again, the difficulty of assassination will increase exponentially. The risk is too great. There is no need."

"Moreover, Marz has already led the hunting cavalry into the city to kill and destroy it. Although he did not kill Opatera, it was enough to make Qin Yun uncomfortable."

Despite his nonchalant and even complacent appearance, Delta was still furious at not having killed Oppatra.

After all, he had put a lot of effort into this assassination mission, but it ended up being so hastily handled. He found it hard to accept.

If it weren't for Donald's special status, if it were someone else, Delta would have scolded him or even punished him.

Donald was unaware of this and left with his men.

However, he was more curious about the pitch-black weapon that the man in black mentioned.

"Maybe he knows some information." A figure suddenly flashed through Donald's mind, and he decided to go back and take a look.

Watching Donald and the man in black walking away, Delta couldn't help but spit on the ground. "Bah! What the hell! You want to be the state religion of the Macedonian Empire? You can't even kill a person. You are such a loser!"

Marz was trembling at the side. He felt that neither Delta nor Donald could be resisted, so he pretended not to see it.

Delta smiled and said, "Marz, you did a great job this time. I won't let you go without what I promised you. You can go back first."

Marz nodded quickly: "Thank you, Lord Delta, I will go back first then."

"Yeah." Delta nodded with a smile.

Marz turned around and waved, saying in the nomadic dialect: "Let's go back, kids!"

“Woohoo!”

A large group of hunting cavalry rode away in a triumphant manner on their war horses, disappearing into the night accompanied by the crying of women.

"A bunch of greedy guys! Sooner or later, I'll make you regret eating my food!"

Delta couldn't help but curse as he watched Marz leave.

The rest were his personal soldiers, so he naturally didn't care and said these disdainful words.

Finally, Delta turned his gaze towards the city of Tanai.

"It's a pity that I didn't kill Opatera. But it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, even Qin Yun will die in my hands."

"go!"

Delta led his men away, leaving only the howling night wind.