The Ghost Hunter And The Terror!

Alchemical Vessel

The assassin, seeing that Claude was just a Mid-Level Hunter of the third tier, with such a young face, sneered disdainfully. But indeed, as he said, meeting others, his fate might have been far worse. Thinking this, a spark of cunning flashed in his mind, he turned to Claude with a smile: "Brother, I have some very valuable things on me. Just let me go, and I will give them to you. After this, I won't come to ambush you all anymore! How about it?"

"Oh, really?" Claude's eyes suddenly lit up, showing a greed he couldn't hide.

The assassin sneered inwardly, saying: "Of course it's true! If you don't believe me, you can reach into my chest to check, I kept it inside my shirt!"

Hearing this, Claude became even more eager, quickly bending down, wanting to take the items from the assassin. At the moment Claude bent down, the assassin's face revealed a cold smile, followed by a shiny knife, launched from his hand, aiming straight for Claude's heart.

This move of the assassin was extremely f