Chapter Nine: Crossing Blows

The moment the Supreme One's apostle appeared, several of the "principal clans" changed color. Clearly, they had thought of something.

Black Rose stared deeply at the other party. For some reason, the first time she saw him, she felt a strange sense of familiarity.

The memory cells within her began to evolve anew. Her memories rewound, rewound, and finally froze on a certain scene.

It was a rainy night. A blood-covered young girl was hiding in a small alley, gasping for breath.

Footsteps slowly rang out. The girl's expression changed, fear once again filling her heart as her palm instinctively tightened around her dagger.

"To crawl out of hell, you must first join hell."

"To control the darkness, you must first plunge into the black water."

"Miss, your current situation isn't looking too good. Assassins from certain factions keep appearing one after another, and they're currently using every possible method to capture you."

"Who are you?" the girl shouted.

"Don't worry. I'm not your enemy, nor am I here to take revenge because you killed that useless clone father of yours. Neither are those assassins."

The girl's vigilance did not lessen. She continued staring fixedly at the shadow on the wall. If the other party made even the slightest move, she would fight him to the death.

"Before a young eagle matures, taking shelter beneath an eagle's nest isn't a bad thing. Those who want to capture you covet your value, but conversely, others will protect you because of the value you possess."

The shadow slowly lowered, seemingly setting something down.

"As I said, to crawl out of hell, you must first join hell. If you want to avoid the assassins hunting you, joining the largest assassin organization on this planet may not be a bad choice."

The shadow slowly