Chronicles Of The Shura Clan

Somewhere in an old and abandoned Star in the Omega Galaxy, a mysterious person could be seen quietly standing on top of a giant mountain peak while looking at the scenery ahead of him.

It was impossible to tell what that person looked like as he was wearing a weird and peculiar black and white mask that covered his entire face.

The half-white part of the mask looked like a happy or smiling face while the other black half had a look of sadness. It was truly a strange and unusual mask with an odd combination of two distinct and opposite emotions.

Nonetheless, even though one could not see that person's facial features, one could easily tell that he was a man.

He wasn't too tall nor too short. He was around five feet eight and had long black hair. He wore a pitch-black robe that was imprinted with dark red devilish patterns.

Furthermore, despite not exerting any powerful and overbearing aura, one could tell that this mysterious man was an unfathomable existence

He seemed like an existence that came from an outer realm and unstained by the mortal coil, an independent existence from everything else

He didn't even make any movement. He just stood there quietly with both of his hands behind his back. Meanwhile, not even a strand of his hair fluttered as if the wind didn't dare to approach him.

Swoosh!

As the mysterious person was quietly standing there, a ray of a rainbow-colored light flashed as a person suddenly landed behind him.

It was a middle-aged man. Unlike the mysterious man, this person was not wearing any mask. As such, one could see his facial feature. It was a handsome middle-aged man.

However, despite his good look, the middle-aged man looked quite scary.

He had a cold and indifferent look on his face. His eyes were blacker than the deepest night. His pitch-black eyes felt like an abyss that could devour one's heart and soul.

At the same time, his body was emitting an evil and cold aura that could freeze anything in the world. Anyone would shiver after sensing this cold and heartless aura.

Even after the middle-aged man landed behind him, the mysterious mask man still didn't bother to turn around or looked back.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man went down on his knees and respectfully said " Disciple Nightmare pays his respect to the master."

Yep, this middle-aged man was none other than Nightmare, the leader of the Night Owl Guild. A man whose name was enough to instill fear in all.

Just like his name suggested, this man was simply the nightmare of everyone in the Omega Galaxy. He was the most famous and powerful assassin throughout the whole Omega Galaxy.

Ever since he became an assassin, he has never missed a target or failed a mission. He would kill anyone as long as the price was right. He was like a weapon for murder without any unnecessary parts.

Aside from being the most powerful and famous assassin throughout the whole Omega Galaxy, Nightmare was also the founder of the Night Owl Guild.

He single-handedly created the Night Owl Guild and turned it into a dark organization that was comparable to the Ten Behemoths.

At this moment, If an outsider were here, they would be stunned and dumbfounded to see someone as prestigious and notorious as Nightmare kneeling in front of a mysterious person and even calling him master.

One has to understand, a character like Nightmare who had already broken through the 2nd Life Transition Paragon realm was peak existence in the Omega Galaxy and even the entire 8th Ring of the Chaos Universe.

Yet, he was kneeling in front of a mysterious person like a little servant and was calling him master. This alone was enough to show just how terrifying and frightening that mysterious person was to cause Nightmare to behave in such a manner.

"You came earlier than expected."Answered the mysterious masked man with an old and ancient tine. It was like an old ghost from hell, struggling to speak.

At this moment, the mysterious masked man slowly turned around to look at Nightmare. At the same time, his eyes radiated a frightening crimson light and a bloodlust akin to that of a Devil God.

With an immeasurable sharpness, it was seemingly able to tear apart the world. Even a 2nd Life Transition Paragon realm expert like Nightmare couldn't help but lower his head as if he was afraid to meet the mysterious man's frightening gaze.

As an assassin, Nightmare's eyes were also filled with bloodlust and coldness due to the number of people he had killed over the years, however, compared to the mysterious masked man, it was like a campfire next to the sun.

No, it would be more accurate to view his eyes as a bottomless abyss, capable of pulling anything or anyone down there. One fallen, it would be eternal damnation - never to see the sun again.

"I know how important this mission is for master. As such, I didn't dare to delay. I would rather come early than late." Answered Nightmare in a respectful tone.

"I see."

"Then, let's get down to businesses." He coldly said.

At the same time, three ancient scrolls suddenly materialized in his hand and two long swords and said." Each one of these three ancient scrolls contains a powerful Martial Art Technique. They are the Star Swallowing Art, Void Shifting Step, and Great Emperor Nine Fists."

"Each one of these Martial Art Techniques is a Peak 2nd Grade Martial Art Techniques and these two swords are Low-Grade Artifacts. I hope they are enough to summon one of those Demonic Shuras."

"They are more than enough master. I only need 50 000 contribution points to summon an early stage 1st Life Transition War Master Demonic Shura." Hurriedly answered Nightmare.

Even though Nightmare didn't know why his master was so hostile towards the Akasha Spiritual World and the Primordial Shura Gods, he didn't dare to ask.

Just like the Akasha Spiritual World and the Primordial Shura Gods, his master was also a mystery to him.

Aside from his code Inevitable, Nightmare didn't know much about his master and he has been with him for more than a thousand years.

As his disciple, Nightmare knew how frightening his master was. As such, even though he didn't want to betray the Akasha Spiritual World, he didn't dare to disobey his master.

Furthermore, even though his master called him his disciple, he was none of than his servant and his henchman. If he were to disobey him once, he would not hesitate to kill him on the spot.

"Good, now go and summon one of those so-called Demonic Shuras. I want to know everything about them as well as the Akasha Spiritual World and the Primordial Shura Gods." Inevitable coldly said.

His plan was very simple, he wanted to capture one of the Demonic Shura and tortured him to tell him everything about the Akasha Spiritual World as well as the Primordial Shura Gods.

As he didn't have access to the Akasha Spiritual World, he could only ask Nightmare to summon one of them.

However, if Nightmare wanted to summon even the weakest one of them, he would need at least 50 000 contribution points.

It would take years for Nightmare to amass 50 000 contribution points by completing missions as there weren't too many missions with a lot of contribution points which was why he had to use his precious Martial Art Techniques and Low-Grade Artifacts.

As for what would happen to his disciple Nightmare after betraying the Akasha Spiritual World, he didn't care. He only cared about the interest of the Shadowless Council and the Shadowless Sect.

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