Hitman x Wives-Chapter 166 - Operation: Behemoth (Part 7)

A moment of silence passed before the disaster finally happened. A huge shockwave, even more powerful than a storm sent everyone flying back.

"UGGGHHH!!" People flew everywhere, smashing against walls.

Then, in a terrifying sight, a very precise sword cut appeared on the wall on the other side of Noir. The cut continued to expand at a quick rate before it eventually circled around the whole room.

*Crack*

A huge chunk of the room got detached from the main castle as it started sliding down, carrying with it everyone that was unfortunate enough to be on that side.

"He… He cut the building in half!!" One man uttered in disbelief.

*BOOOOOOM*

The destroyed walls came crashing down on the other parts of the castle beneath it. The sound alone was more than capable of waking up every citizen in the vicinity. However, for one reason or another, nobody came to check what happened and nobody outside the castle's perimeter seemed to even hear the commotion.

Back at the top, Noir's eyes squinted as he approached the edge of the broken room and looked down into the darkness and chaos beneath him. However, instantly, his pupils contracted as he felt a flash of a silhouette appearing in his vision.

Grey had suddenly appeared out of the destruction, unscathed as he grabbed Noir by the neck and threw him into the wall. The impact easily destroyed the wall, sending Noir into a completely different section of the castle.

*BOOOOM*

"*Ptuh* Bastard… Do you think your little toy would do something to me?" Grey spat as he dashed toward Noir.

"Executioners… Don't let anybody leave. If I find a single hitman leaving, you will take the blame, V." Grey said as he vanished somewhere.

V's face contorted as he exhaled a long breath. At this point, he knew nothing could be fixed. Even if the Guild survives this cursed night, they will never be the same ever again. 𝚋ｅｄ𝚗𝚘𝚟ｅ𝚕．𝚗ｅｔ

"Executioners, you heard him. No person is allowed to leave." Saying those words, multiple silhouettes appeared behind V.

"Roger that~" A seductive woman said. Her alias was 'E'.

"I'm in… Oh, I'm getting excited for no reason!" A kid-looking Executioner exclaimed. His alias was 'F'.

"*Yawn* Let's get this done with."

The Executioners quickly filled the room as they surrounded all the Hitmen from all angles.

"Fuck… We're surrounded."

"They really want to end us all here!! They've gone crazy!"

V stared at the distressed Hitmen and said.

"We don't need to resort to drastic measures. Stay in your place and don't move."

"V… You're making a grave mistake. Those bastards don't care about you or us. Why are you following his words?" One of the hitmen spoke to V.

"Look around you, goddammit! The Guild is over! You brought it upon yourself! Now, will killing us fix this?" Another added.

Instantly, a chain of complaints and protests spread across the mass of killers and the sole target of it was V. Seeing all these people try to convince him was indeed a hard thing.

He knew that killing them would only be a mistake. But, his situation was no better than theirs. Grey was certainly not going to listen to them and he certainly won't listen to V himself.

If he lets them escape, he is as good as dead. So, the question was not about morality or logic, it was about his life or theirs.

V's pride as a powerhouse in the Guild had already been crushed thoroughly by what happened recently. The past few months were like hell for him. He couldn't sleep or eat properly as he questioned many things about himself. Was he really as important as he thought he was or was he merely another pawn in the hands of a player, ready to be disposed of whenever the player needed to strike or to defend against the opponent?

In this case, the player was Grey and the opponent was the Black Phantom.

"What should we do, V?" One of the executioners who had a giant hammer on his shoulder asked as he licked his lips. The moment V gives them the green light, a massacre will happen.

*BANG*

Suddenly, one of the hitmen, who looked extremely distressed pulled out his gun and aimed it at V.

"To hell with this! I ain't dying here!"

A bullet was shot at V. The latter took a moment to realize it before he quickly tried to dodge it. However, he was still a little bit too late.

The bullet pierced the side of his face, penetrating one of his eyes before exiting from the side of his temple, barely missing the brain. Blood gushed out of his eye as V held his face.

The sheer pain was unimaginable for him and because of that, his rationalizing mind stopped working.

"You… You fucking bastards!!!" His aura flared like a raging volcano as he glared at the entrapped hitmen.

'I'm not weak! I'm not FUCKING WEAK!!! I've been a great talent since I was young! Why should I be toyed around with by every fucking bastard that passes by!'

"Kil them… Kill them all! Anyone who tries to leave!" Holding his face, soaked in blood, V uttered those words with great malice.

A second later, chaos ensued.

The Executioners clashed with the Hitmen in a panoramic view of death and blood. Swords clashed, guns fired and Origin filled every particle of the air around. Teh harsh sounds of screams and yells echoed in the room.

The sight was straight out of a nightmare. Nobody cared about anything. They all fought brutally, spilling blood and flesh everywhere. It was as if all their sophisticated demeanor and flashy elegance vanished and were replaced with savage brutality. This was far from humane. If anything, this sight even gives nature's rawest forms of brutality a run for its money.

Amidst all this chaos, V was moving around, fighting like a maniac. His anger and pain were far greater than anyone else around him. He had completely broken down into a messy, crazy creature lusting for blood.

In mere seconds, explosions echoed in the whole castle as debris and rocks rained down.

The castle was indeed robust, but it was never built to handle a fight between over one hundred people of the strongest Origin Users in the world. No building could handle that. So, in record time, the castle's magnificent appearance was quickly changing.

Outside, a few silhouettes were watching the sight. Most of them had a shocked expression on their faces.

"What the hell is even happening inside?" Kaya murmured with a confused expression.

"That's cool, man! You were able to turn them against each other! You're a genius!"

"Sir Black Phantom is something else!" Arthur murmured.

Meanwhile, Kai, who was sitting on the edge, watching the events transpire with apathy, finally stood up.

"We will soon move. Is everyone ready?" He asked.

When he didn't hear any complaints, Kai nodded his head before he added a few more words. "Don't forget one thing… Your targets are executioners and High Officers. It doesn't matter what you do, kill as much as you can of them. As for Grey… Leave him to me." Kai said coldly. "I will personally end his life tonight."