"Found you."
When Yas's silent words, carried by the faintest vibrations in the air, seared themselves clearly into Van Augur's superhuman senses, the legendary sniper ranked first in the Underworld felt a shudder from the depths of his soul for the first time in his life!
He did not even have time to react!
Run? Fight back?
Those thoughts flashed through his mind for only an instant before a terrifying, absolute, utterly unreasonable will descending from the sky crushed them completely!
His vision simply went black.
A thread of azure lightning finer than a strand of hair seemed to appear out of nowhere on his retinas, piercing his thoughts and purifying his soul.
"Urgh..."
The last thing Van Augur saw was his prized sniper rifle, Truth, silently disintegrating at the most microscopic particle level, vaporizing, and finally dissolving into nothingness.
Along with it, his body and his very existence vanished beneath that sky.
There was no explosion, no scream.
It was as though he had never existed in this world.
A legendary assassin of his era met his end just like that, in the quietest and most humiliating way possible.
Aboard the warship.
Only after casually "dealing with" that most irritating fly did Yas turn his cold gaze toward the "attacks" surging madly toward him from every direction.
More than a hundred "ghost" torpedoes powerful enough to sink islands.
"Jet Dials" commandos descending from the sky, packed as densely as locusts.
A massive biological weapon clinging tightly to the hull, attempting to drag the entire warship into the deep sea through brute force.
And behind them, the Ark Maxim Fleet, built of pure gold, its gun barrels flashing with dazzling light.
It was a lethal encirclement overwhelming enough to make any Marine Admiral's scalp prickle!
Yet not the slightest ripple