King of Assassins' First Failure!

"Mr. Qin Feng, I truly apologize."

"Planet Samos is about to face a catastrophe, and we can barely protect ourselves."

"Keeping the two of you here would only be harming you. Before the chaos reaches us, you must leave this planet immediately!"

Samos's expression was grave, his tone earnest as he tried to persuade them.

If it were only space pirates, he could at least fight to the death with a slim chance of success.

But if Hit were coming, there would be no room to even fight back.

This assassin had lived for over a thousand years, his reputation echoing throughout the entire universe.

Most importantly, his mission completion rate was one hundred percent.

Not a single target he had locked onto had survived to this day.

Hearing this, Qin Feng was somewhat surprised.

With disaster looming, the leader still thought to urge his guests to leave; his heart wasn't entirely wicked.

It was just a pity that Samos had no idea who he was dealing with.

"Is Hit really as formidable as the rumors say?"

"That actually piques my interest a little."

Qin Feng's tone was indifferent.

He wasn't putting on an act; in the current Universe 6, the only opponents who could stir even a modicum of interest in him, aside from the God of Destruction Champa, were limited to this legendary assassin.

Since he had delivered himself to their doorstep, it would be a wasted trip if he didn't 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 can; you might just keep your lives."

Samos was so anxious he was practically jumping.

Though he wasn't a good man, he couldn't bear to watch two innocent bystanders throw their lives away for nothing.

Whoosh!

Just as Qin Feng was about to speak, a faint sound of air being pierced suddenly echoed through the room.

Immediately after, a figure appeared in the center of the palace hall like a ghost, without any warning.

The newcomer had purple skin and blood-red pupils, his hands casually tucked into the pockets of his light purple trench coat.

His gaze was icy, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"Hi... Hit!!!"

The moment they saw this figure, Samos and the surrounding guards' pupils constricted sharply.

Everyone's body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

The tangible, razor-sharp killing intent made their chests feel so tight they could barely breathe.

Oppressive! It was suffocating!

"Hit! Why have you come here?"

"Are you here to kill us?"

Samos swallowed hard, forcing himself to remain calm as he asked.

It was a pointless question.

Hit was a professional assassin who never wandered aimlessly; his appearance meant someone had paid for a life.

"Correct."

"Someone paid a heavy price for your head."

Hit replied coldly, his tone devoid of any inflection.

"Only me?"

"If that's the case... then so be it."

Samos let out a long sigh, a trace of bitter relief appearing on his face.

As long as the city wasn't slaughtered, it was the best of a bad situation.

But then he realized, for someone to buy his life at this critical juncture, he didn't need to guess who the mastermind was.

It was definitely those space pirates!

Once he was dead, the planet would be leaderless, and with the current defense systems, they wouldn't be able to stop the pirates from pillaging.

"Are you finished with your last words? Time to go."

"I don't like killing without reason, but the employer's offer was too generous."

Hit delivered the cold verdict.

"Come then."

"To die at the hands of the universe's number one assassin is no disgrace."

Zamasu gritted his teeth, abandoning all resistance.

Under the terrifying pressure exerted by Hit, he couldn't even muster the strength to mobilize the energy within his body.

"Ding! System mission triggered!"

"Option 1: Stay out of it and let Hit kill Zamasu. Reward: Time-Skip improved to 0.2 seconds."

"Option 2: Intervene, defeat Hit, and save Zamasu. Reward: Unlimited Instant Transmission."

"Option 3: Kill Hit directly. Reward: Spirit Bomb."

Hardly had Hit appeared when the system's cold notification chimed in Qin Feng's mind right on cue.

As expected, a mission triggered.

Qin Feng nodded to himself.

However, the options this time were a bit of a dilemma.

A 0.2-second Time-Skip was truly tempting.

In a duel between top-tier experts, a time difference of even 0.1 seconds was enough to kill invisibly.

But Zamasu had been decent to him.

He had provided good food and drink for days, and even when disaster struck, he had put himself in Qin Feng's shoes to urge him to run.

Watching him get slaughtered right in front of his eyes didn't sit well with him.

As for Option 3, the Spirit Bomb, it was out of the question.

The power was great, but the casting time was too long, and having to borrow energy from the entire universe was just too tedious.

Looking at Option 2, Unlimited Instant Transmission.

Now that was a good item.

It was far more advanced than ordinary Instant Transmission; it didn't require locking onto a ki signature, allowed for direct cross-universe travel, and made entering the Sacred World of the Kais effortless. Its utility was immense.

"System, I choose two: defeat Hit and save Zamasu."

Qin Feng made his decision quickly in his mind.

He and Hit had no past grievances or recent grudges, so there was no need to go for the kill.

Moreover, Hit was currently just doing a job for money and wasn't specifically targeting him.

He was purely itching for a fight, wanting to find a decent expert to warm up with.

"Too much talk. Zamasu, your time is up."

Hit's gaze turned icy, and his entire body vanished into thin air like a phantom.

Whoosh!

At the exact same moment Hit disappeared, Qin Feng's figure also faded away.

When Hit reappeared, he was already right in front of Zamasu.

Without any wasted movement, he threw a heavy punch straight at Zamasu's heart.

Hit possessed absolute confidence. Under his Time-Skip, this punch would undoubtedly pierce his prey's heart with precision, without a shadow of a doubt.

Bang!

A dull thud echoed out.

Just as Hit's fist was about to touch Zamasu's chest, a strong hand firmly gripped his wrist.

"What?!"

For the first time ever, a look of shock appeared on Hit's usually stoic face.

How could anyone possibly block his attack?

He had just activated his Time-Skip!

For over a thousand years, no one in the entire Universe 6 had been able to see through his ultimate technique, let alone intercept it directly.

"Zamasu here and I have a bit of a friendship."

"So, I've decided to spare his life today."

Qin Feng gripped Hit's wrist and pushed hard, forcing Hit to stagger 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 instantly breaking out on his forehead.

Hit's speed just now had been too fast, transcending time itself; he hadn't even had a chance to react.

If Qin Feng hadn't acted in time, he wouldn't even have known how he died.

"Mr. Qin Feng is so strong! He actually took Hit's finishing blow head-on!"

In the great hall, once all the guards recovered from their shock, their faces were filled with disbelief.

In their eyes, Hit was the embodiment of death itself, an entity that was simply impossible to contend with.

There was never a survivor among the prey he set his sights on.

Yet just moments ago, Qin Feng had managed to save a life right from under his nose.

"Th-thank you for saving my life, Mr. Qin Feng!"

Zamasu's legs went weak, and he hurriedly bowed deeply toward Qin Feng.

He knew Qin Feng was unfathomable, but he truly hadn't expected Qin Feng to be able to go toe-to-toe with a legendary monster like Hit, let alone protect him in the process.