As the assassin's suffocating aura rapidly vanished, the terrifying pressure weighing on everyone's hearts dissipated.
The passersby pinned to the ground raised their heads one after another, still shaken, their faces filled with lingering terror and dread.
The instant that powerful aura had descended upon them, they had truly felt as though they might die in the very next moment. Even their souls had trembled.
Fortunately, the owner of that aura had not been targeting irrelevant people like them.
Still haunted by the close call, they instinctively turned their heads in unison, focusing on the place where the aura had erupted—the target of the assassination.
There, where someone had been standing moments ago, only vivid red chunks of flesh and purple bones lay scattered across the ground.
"Who was the person who got assassinated? They actually drew a Sixth Level God King to personally make a move!"
"Judging by this, they must have been an important genius of our alliance. Otherwise, why would such an expert go to the trouble of infiltrating the city for an assassination?"
"Wait... the person who was assassinated seemed to have come from the residence where the Princess lived! The woman beside the corpse seems to be Princess Lan Shi'er!"
Many people had already recognized Lan Shi'er. Combining her identity with the assassinated man's appearance, they vaguely guessed the identity of the figure who had been torn apart in an instant.
"NO—!"
A heart-rending wail, as though it would tear even the soul apart, suddenly ripped through the deathly silence hanging over the street.
Lan Shi'er lunged toward the horrifying pile of remains and dropped heavily to her knees on the cold, bloodstained ground.
As if she could not feel the filth, her hands trembled as she frantically picked up the still-warm, dirt-stained pieces of