Whether the person who had acted was friend or foe remained unknown. If he was truly an enemy, then he was undoubtedly a dangerous and formidable opponent. The Void Turbulence that had caused this fleet endless suffering had been blocked by him with a casual move, clearly demonstrating his tremendous strength.
Fan Lang drew in his damaged dragon wings and returned to human form. Narrowing his eyes, he searched for the one who had acted and quickly locked onto a position.
A figure stood in the void. He appeared to be a middle-aged man clad in a dark brown cloak, with rugged, arrogant features and eyes that gleamed sharply. Several "God Guns" hung from both sides of his waist.
God Guns resembled muskets—simply put, they were guns. Some fired actual ammunition, some condensed divine power before firing it, and others possessed all kinds of special effects.
A powerful God Gun could even blast a star apart with a single shot!
The middle-aged man's strength was unfathomable, making it difficult to judge, but he was certainly within the realm of an Upper God. Otherwise, he could not possess such strength. His clothing and weapons bore distinctive traits that made him easy to identify.
Fan Lang's gaze sharpened as he recognized the man's identity.
One of the Aurora God Kingdom's strongest assassins—King of Hell Nameless!
This was his nickname. It meant that even the King of Hell would lose his life upon meeting him, showing just how dangerous he was. He operated on the Head-Priced-For-Sale Dark Web, where he had taken on many jobs and never failed once. Moreover, he had a habit before killing someone: he would notify his target in advance, telling them that he had accepted the job and giving them time to prepare.
Such an arrogant practice would