The Martial Unity



The vestiges of what once was unfolded in the depths of Rui's mind as he saw the past itself. As a Senior, using the complete and original Angel Of Laplace was extremely time-consuming and strenuous to his mind. As a Master, however, the technique was almost effortless. He had the brainpower to use all his systems of thought simultaneously without breaking a sweat.

Had the assassin known about the Angel of Laplace, he most likely never would have even considered attempting an assassination.

But, alas, he didn't.

"Ah..." He found the path of retreat that the man had taken in his mind, opening his eyes.

"There you are."

WHOOSH!

He surged down at lightning-fast speeds, arriving at just another inconspicuous storage warehouse as he blasted through the infrastructure.

BOOM!

Several hooded figures leaped away in shock as a smile appeared on Rui's face.

"Heh, found you..." Rui's eyes fixed on the man who'd sought to assassinate him before sweeping his gaze to the others. "I see you have friends. That's good. Everybody should have friends. Martial Artists have inherited the social nature of humans, after all. It's good for your mental health and..."

A hint of peril flickered in the depths of his dark eyes. "...it's good experience for me too."

The assassin gritted his teeth with a grim expression. "Kill him!"

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Yet, they froze as an endless avalanche of darkness swept over them.

An infinite void.

Along with it came a flood of information that paralyzed their minds. A Martial Embodiment forced the processing of information against one's will because it targeted one's subconscious mind, which was not under the conscious control of the conscious mind. They were not able to do anything to avoid being flooded with the information of Rui's Martial Mind, nothing that he couldn't resist.

And many of them weren't able to handle it either.

Rui frowned. "Really? You guys are this weak, and you've dared to try and kill me? Is it just courage? No, assassins are often cowardly by nature and doctrine. Then, is it arrogance? Did you really think you could kill me just because you caught me off-guard?"

Those who were able to move were almost frozen from the shock they experienced from the sheer weight of his Martial Mind.

This was not an uncommon reaction.

Most Masters were thoroughly bewildered when they felt Rui's Martial Mind in all its glory. It was absurdly powerful, far beyond anything that they had ever experienced.

"K-Kill him!" Those who were able to move quickly converged on Rui together, going all-out from the very start.

While they were not fast enough to overcome the predictive model created by the Angel of Laplace, and touching them was not advisable, Rui could not afford to dodge their attacks.

While it was true that Martial Masters didn't produce collateral damage with the activation of their techniques unless intended to, it was also true that if the environment ended up becoming the target inadvertently due to Rui's evasion, it could destroy the entirety of the massive town of Narfinius.

POW POW POW!!

He weathered their attacks with Flux Earther, harmlessly funneling the power of their attacks deep into Gaia. Had he been facing an equal, this would have served as a damning impediment that would have gotten him killed.

But, alas, assassins were not optimized for frontal combat.

"Temporal Disharmony. Neo Godspeed."

Time sped up in their eyes.

What followed exceeded their cognition.

POW! BAM!

An extraordinarily swift kick to the jaw cleanly knocked one of them out while the other received a blinding fast chop on the neck.

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They fell unconscious.

"Tsk," Rui tutted with visible displeasure. "That wasn't even a warm-up."

He was deeply annoyed that he didn't get a good battle out of this.

He glanced at the other two Masters, frozen stiff against their will. After seeing how much of a monster he was, they realized that they never stood a chance. He could kill them as they pleased at his leisure, and there was nothing they could do about it. Their minds strained under the sheer amount of information that Rui Martial Embodiment flood them with.

Yet, Rui's attention didn't even remain fixed on them.

"Stalkers..." he snorted, glancing behind him.

STEP

Several Martial Masters descended from the sky, among whom was Master Ceeran. Rui recognized all of them and was surprised by the diversity of the organizations to which the Masters belonged.

One was from the Kandrian Investigation Service, while another was a Martial official for the Town of Narfinius, and the rest of them were from the Martial Union.

"You know better than to blame us." Master Ceeran's expression was troubled. "You're a prince and our most important Master. Did you really think His Majesty and the Sage Council would just let you frolic around in your own devices, knowing that there are plenty of

assassins intending to make an attempt on your life?"

Of course not, but Rui still reserved the right to complain.

"Are you trying to employ the dying solution this quickly?" Master Ceeran asked with an

exasperated expression.

Rui smirked mysteriously.

"Well, I assume that I can leave these weaklings in your gentle care?"

"Of course, Your Highness." Another Master replied with an intense tone. "Attempting an assassination on a royal prince is an extremely grave crime. They will be dealt with in accordance with the weight of their crime."

Rui shrugged. "Alright. Then, I'll be on my way then."

Rui left the warehouse as the Kandrian Masters swarmed the debilitated Masters, quickly apprehending them. He was sure that they would be used as an example for other Master-

level assassins.

"Hopefully, this incident filters out all the weak ones," Rui huffed. "I would much rather a challenge next time."

Assuming that these assassins had a name in the underworld in East Panama, there was a good chance that assassins of the same level would abstain from undertaking the mission or

be more of a threat if they did.

Rui was hoping that he would face a stronger assassin next time; the truly good assassins were capable of frontal combat in addition to the covert assassins.