"Mr. Qin Feng, I'm truly sorry."
"Planet Samos is about to face a great disaster, and we can barely protect ourselves."
"Keeping you two here would only put you in danger. Before it affects you, you should leave this planet at once!"
Zamasu spoke earnestly, his expression grave.
If it were only the Space Thieves, they could always fight to the death and still have a decent chance of winning.
But if Hit was coming, they wouldn't stand a chance of fighting back.
The assassin had lived for over a thousand years, and his reputation resounded throughout the universe.
Most importantly, he had a one-hundred-percent success rate.
None of the targets he had set his sights on had ever survived.
Qin Feng was a little surprised to hear that.
With disaster looming, this leader had still thought to urge his guests to leave first. He wasn't such a bad person after all.
Unfortunately, Zamasu had no idea what Qin Feng was capable of.
"Is Hit really as terrifying as the rumors say?"
"Now you've piqued my interest."
Qin Feng spoke calmly.
He wasn't putting on an act. In Universe 6, the only opponents who could pique his interest even a little were God of Destruction Champa and this top assassin.
Since Hit had come right to his door, it would be a waste of the trip not to trade a few blows with him.
"Mr. Qin Feng, you should know Hit's reputation better than I do."
"His terror is beyond words. Take my advice and run, while you still have a chance to survive."
Zamasu was frantic.
He might not be a good person, but he couldn't bear to watch two innocent bystanders die for nothing.
Whoosh!
Qin Feng was just about to speak when a faint whistle suddenly cut through the air.
The next instant, a figure appeared without warning in the center of the palace hall, like a ghost.
The newcomer had purple skin and blood-red pupils. He casually kept both hands in the pockets of his long, pale-purple coat.
His gaze was icy, completely devoid of emotion.
"H-Hit!!!"
The moment Zamasu and the surrounding guards saw him, their pupils shrank.
Everyone's body began to tremble violently, beyond their control.
His palpable, razor-sharp killing intent pressed down on them until even breathing made their chests feel tight.
It was suffocating! They could hardly breathe!
"Hit! What are you doing here?"
"Did you come to kill us?"
Zamasu swallowed and forced himself to ask, trying to stay calm.
It was a pointless question.
Hit was a professional assassin. He never wandered around aimlessly. His appearance could only mean that someone had paid for a life.
"Yes."
"Someone paid a fortune for your head."
Hit replied coldly, his tone utterly flat.
"Only me?"
"If that's all... then I suppose I can live with it."
Zamasu let out a long breath, a trace of bitter relief crossing his face.
As long as Hit didn't slaughter the whole city, this was a blessing in disguise.
But then he thought about it. There was no need to guess who was behind the attempt on his life at a time like this.
It had to be those Space Thieves!
Once he was dead, the planet would be left without a leader. Its defense systems wouldn't be enough to stop the thieves from ransacking it.
"Done talking? Then it's time to go."
"I have no desire to kill people for no reason. Blame your employer for offering such a generous price."
Hit delivered his verdict coldly.
"Come on, then."
"Dying at the hands of the greatest assassin in the universe isn't so bad."
Zamasu gritted his teeth and gave up resisting completely.
Under Hit's terrifying pressure, he couldn't even muster the strength to draw on the energy inside him.
"Ding! System choice mission triggered!" "Option one: Stay out of it and let Hit kill Zamasu. Reward: Time-Skip upgraded to 0.2 seconds." "Option two: Step in and defeat Hit, saving Zamasu. Reward: Unlimited Instant Transmission." "Option three: Kill Hit outright. Reward: Spirit Bomb."
Hit had only just appeared when the system's cold notification sounded in Qin Feng's mind, right on cue.
The mission triggered, just as expected.
Qin Feng nodded to himself.
But the options this time left him a little torn.
A 0.2-second Time-Skip was certainly tempting.
In a battle between top-tier fighters, an extra tenth of a second was enough to kill someone without them ever knowing what hit them.
But Zamasu had treated him decently enough.
He had provided good food and drink for several days, and now that disaster was upon them, he had still put himself in Qin Feng's shoes and urged him to run.
Watching him get killed would honestly leave Qin Feng feeling guilty.
As for option three and the Spirit Bomb, that was out.
It was powerful, but it took too long to charge and required borrowing energy from across the universe. What a hassle.
Then there was option two: Unlimited Instant Transmission.
That was a great reward.
It was far more advanced than ordinary Instant Transmission. It required no ki signature to lock onto, could cross universes, and could even reach the Sacred World of the Kais with ease. It was extremely useful.
"System, I choose option two. I'll defeat Hit and save Zamasu."
Qin Feng quickly made up his mind.
He had no past grievances with Hit, so there was no need to kill him.
Besides, Hit was only doing a job for money. He hadn't come specifically for Qin Feng.
Qin Feng was simply itching for a fight and wanted to warm up against a decent opponent.
"You've said enough. Zamasu, your time is up."
Hit's gaze suddenly turned cold, and his entire body vanished in an instant, like a phantom.
Whoosh!
At the very moment Hit disappeared, Qin Feng vanished too.
When Hit reappeared, he was already right in front of Zamasu.
Without any wasted motion, he drove a heavy punch straight toward Zamasu's chest.
Hit had absolute confidence. With his Time-Skip, his fist would pierce his target's heart with perfect precision. There was no doubt about it.
Thud!
A muffled impact rang out.
Just as Hit's fist was about to touch Zamasu's chest, a powerful hand clamped firmly around his wrist.
"What?!"
For the first time, a look of shock broke across Hit's normally impassive face.
How could anyone stop his attack?
He had used Time-Skip just now!
For over a thousand years, no one in all of Universe 6 had seen through his ultimate technique, let alone stopped him in his tracks.
"I've got a bit of a connection with Zamasu."
"So I've decided to protect his life today."
Qin Feng gripped Hit's wrist and shoved hard, sending him staggering back several steps.
"I... I'm not dead?"
"What happened, Mr. Qin Feng?"
"Did Mr. Qin Feng save me?!"
Only then did Zamasu snap out of his daze, a layer of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.
Hit had been so fast that he had crossed time. Zamasu hadn't even had a chance to react.
If Qin Feng hadn't stepped in in time, he wouldn't have even known how he'd died.
"Mr. Qin Feng is so strong! He took Hit's killing blow head-on!"
Once the guards in the hall came to their senses, every face was filled with disbelief.
In their eyes, Hit was the Grim Reaper himself. He was impossible to resist.
None of his targets had ever survived.
Yet just now, Qin Feng had snatched someone back from death itself.
"Th-Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Qin Feng!"
Zamasu's legs trembled. He quickly bowed deeply to Qin Feng.
He knew Qin Feng was unfathomable, but he had never imagined that Qin Feng could go toe-to-toe with a legendary monster like Hit and still protect him.