Chapter 120.2
Seeing the light scattering from the tip of Carla’s hand, the face of someone familiar with magic twitches in fear.
“–[Thunderbolt]–“
The thunderbolt re-tints the forest, which is tinged vermilion with fire, white.
The combined higher Sorcery [Thunderbolt] of wind and water killed the assassin pierced by [Ice Lance] instantly, and paralyzed other assassins through the frozen ground, paralyzing them on the spot.
Then, looking at Carla, who immediately released flames into both hands, one of the assassins understood with despair that Carla had no intention of escaping from the beginning, nor did she intend to let any of them escape.
The man, who saw in her smile, unchanged from the beginning, that Carla only wanted to kill him, let out the words of vindictiveness as he was burned by the flames that were then unleashed.
“Devil…”
Why didn’t the assailants retreat when the rank four was killed?
From the very beginning… the reason they attacked her instead of running away was not because of their pride or willpower as assassins, but because of their “fear” as weaklings encountering an overwhelming predator.
“People die. Everybody dies.”
Carla did not kill to survive, she killed because she did not value even her own life.
Death had always been close to her since she was a child. Having acquired all attributes, Carla did not think she would live long. No heroic human being lived to be 30 years old with all attributes, as far as she could tell from her research in books.