You Are Devils

"Well, then I can leave!" Unfortunately, Robet couldn't understand what the Fate Weaver was implying, let alone that the origin of this assassination was the Fate Weaver itself. Robet naturally wouldn't let it go.

With a "嗤!" sound, Robet casually unleashed a shockwave, blasting the Fate Weaver into pieces on the spot. Seeing that the Fate Weaver was no longer moving, Robet turned and left, preparing to pursue Sloan.

But soon, Robet thought of something, turned his head, and stared at the broken parts and threads of the Fate Weaver. Ki gathered in his palm, transforming into a series of tiny shockwaves, locking onto every part and every thread of the Fate Weaver, blasting them all into dust...

"Well, now it's foolproof!" Robet nodded in satisfaction, turned, and left, following Clark's navigation to pursue Sloan.

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Not long after Robet left, the police surrounded the outside of the textile factory, first shouting into the factory, then attempting to break into it. But what these officers didn't know was that Azu had already left, leaving not even a complete corpse behind...

To be precise, all the assassins' corpses combined couldn't make up a single body.

At the same time, Sloan had already left through his secret passage, driving away from the textile factory in a car he had prepared in advance. Although he didn't understand what had happened, the Fate Weaver's warning made him subconsciously choose to escape.

As for why he didn't take the Fate Weaver with him, the reason was simple: such a large loom couldn't be taken away so easily in a short amount of time. The Fate Weaver had told him to escape quickly, so how could Sloan care about so much?

"How come ever since I started tampering with the Fate Weaver's targets, accidents have been happening one after another?" Sloan muttered to himself as he drove to his secret base outside, "Could it be that there really is retribution? Huh? Huh?!"

Sloan was muttering when he suddenly noticed a young man standing in mid-air in front of his vehicle. At first, Sloan didn't react, but when he came to his senses, he quickly drew a custom pistol, aiming it at the young man in mid-air, because he recognized that this young man was Clark's younger brother, Robet, from the intelligence reports!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

It must be said that Sloan, as the leader of the Brotherhood, had very powerful marksmanship. He not only possessed the ability to make bullets curve, but also emptied all the bullets in his pistol in an instant.

But, bullets that lose their target, even if they curve, cannot change anything. The moment the gunshots subsided, Sloan felt the car being blown away. Before he could react, Robet had dragged him out of the car.

Moreover, Robet learned from his previous experiences with Fox and Carlos. When he pulled Sloan out, he directly crushed Sloan's custom pistol and hand, and also broke Sloan's remaining three limbs. He didn't bother asking Sloan any questions, directly reaching out and pressing his hand on the forehead of the helpless Sloan.

"Ah!!!" Sloan screamed miserably. Even a leader of assassins couldn't easily endure the pain of having all four limbs broken.

"Hmm?" Robet ignored Sloan's screams and used Telepathy to see some simple memory fragments. These were Sloan's memories of tampering with the Fate Weaver's information and the Fate Weaver reminding Sloan to escape quickly due to the danger of annihilation. There was no information about why the Fate Weaver was targeting Clark.

This was the limitation of Telepathy. Telepathy can only read the other person's recent, more important memory fragments. For Sloan, his recent, more important memory fragments were these two things.

"That male assassin suspected that he forged the Fate Weaver's message, and it's actually true?" An idea flashed through Robet's mind, and he narrowed his eyes, looking at Sloan with a smile, "Now, I'll ask, you answer, any problems?"

"Heh..." Although Sloan didn't know what Robet had just done to him, as the leader of an assassin organization, knowing that he was going to die at Robet's hands, he naturally wouldn't fulfill Robet's request.

After all, whether he spoke or not, he would die. Since he had no chance of escaping from Robet, why should he let the enemy who killed him achieve his goal?

"Tsk tsk, you're quite stubborn." Robet raised his eyebrows. He had to admit that Sloan was quite tenacious. Or rather, the assassins of the Brotherhood were quite tenacious. Although they couldn't resist pain, none of them begged Robet for mercy because of it.

But this didn't mean that Robet would let Sloan go, nor did it mean that Robet had no means to make Sloan speak!

With a "smack!" Robet patted Sloan's body. At first, Sloan didn't react, but soon he discovered that his body had instantly stiffened. Apart from the limbs that were already unable to move, his head and body couldn't move either!

Golden Binding Technique! Using Ki to seal the enemy's body, making them unable to move! This is a technique similar to the legendary pressure point strikes.

And this was just the beginning, because Robet had also improved and enhanced the Golden Binding Technique.

"What did you do?!" Soon, Sloan experienced this improvement and enhancement. His whole body began to feel numb and itchy, followed by a needle-like pain...

Various uncomfortable sensations appeared on Sloan's body one after another. Yet, he couldn't move, which made him feel like his heart was about to explode from this repeated torment.

"It's okay, you can talk now. I'll ask, you answer. If you wait until you're in so much pain that you can't speak, then I can't help it..." Robet spread his hands, looking at Sloan with a calm expression, "Why did that loom have Clark's name on it? And where is that codebook?"

"You can forget about knowing!" Sloan clenched his teeth tightly, unwilling to reveal any information to Robet. But as the various uncomfortable sensations began to spread throughout his body, Sloan's mouth gradually opened. At first, he could still stubbornly shout, but gradually, his heart became more and more conflicted.

Since he was going to die anyway, why not make it quick? Why suffer such torment before death?

As the pain intensified, Sloan's persistence became more and more fragile. Finally, when the pain reached a peak, Sloan finally shouted loudly, "The Fate Weaver's list is not something I can control! I'm only responsible for translating. Clark's name was not forged by me. The codebook is behind me. If you don't believe me, you can take it and find the Fate Weaver. I've said everything I know! I don't ask for anything else! Just give me a quick death!"

With a "Tear!" sound, before Sloan could finish speaking, Robet tore Sloan's clothes, found the codebook hidden behind him, and then looked at Sloan with a satisfied nod, condensing a ball of energy towards Sloan.

"You are not false gods, you are devils! Monsters!" Sloan felt the arrival of death, gritting his teeth, his voice trembling.

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