Castro

Hearing Solam speak with such vigor, the assassin's expression darkened even further. Of course he knew he had not killed Solam. If Solam had been killed, Soul Bind could not possibly have failed to take effect. But he still had not expected Solam to recover in the blink of an eye. He had only just slit Solam's throat!

"Selina! You bastard!" Thinking of this, the assassin Castro cursed under his breath. That was right—this assassin was Castro, the legendary assassin who had come with Adrian. At the very start of the operation, Adrian had sent him to deal with Solam. After all, as an assassin, his usefulness on a frontal battlefield was somewhat limited. Adrian also happened to be interested in Solam, so he had sent Castro here.

Based on the information Selina had gathered from the local followers of the Church of Fear, Solam was fairly strong, but there was still quite a gap between him and a legend. Therefore, in their eyes, Castro coming alone should have been more than enough.

But when Castro arrived at Solam's mansion, he realized that taking Solam back intact was impossible. What mansion was this? It was practically a magical fortress. He could infiltrate it, but there was no way he could get back out with a living person in tow.

So Castro had changed his strategy on the spot. Adrian was only interested in what Solam knew; he did not necessarily need Solam himself. His soul would do just fine, which was how the scene just now had come about. Unfortunately, Selina's intelligence had never mentioned that Solam possessed such extraordinary regenerative abilities!

Only around thirty seconds had passed since his throat had been slit, yet Solam was already hopping around as if nothing had happened. Such regeneration could only be