Escaped?
A hint of disdain flashed through Liu Zhi's eyes.
Escape from him?
That was impossible.
If Daris really got away, wouldn't all the research he'd spent nearly a year on have been for nothing?
As Daris vanished before Liu Zhi, the Death God's featherbone in his hand crossed with the Deathly Flowers. A burst of light then flared from the flowers.
The light flashed only briefly.
Then Liu Zhi saw a bright beam stretching into the distance.
One end of the beam was connected to Daris.
Just as Liu Zhi had suspected, Daris hadn't escaped into his Mysterious Space.
He had used his own ability to sneak right in front of Liu Zhi.
It seemed he still wanted to turn the tables and strike back.
Liu Zhi smiled when he realized that.
He had known Daris would make this choice. He'd figured it out from Daris's record against mythic-level opponents.
Several times, Daris had failed to assassinate his target and fled, only to reappear when the enemy let down their guard and finish the job.
So Liu Zhi had guessed that Daris was the sort who liked to lie low most of the time, but was willing to gamble when it came to assassination.
When an assassination failed, there was an eighty percent chance he would hide nearby and look for another opening.
The stronger the defenses, the more he liked it. The more people there were and the stronger the defenses became, the less likely they were to notice anything in the corners.
Liu Zhi might have arrived suddenly, but Daris hadn't taken him seriously.
While following Liu Zhi, Daris had kept a close eye on his actions.
In Daris's judgment, Liu Zhi was a mage—a Necromancer.
The Naga beside him was the defensive close-combat fighter.
Although Liu