Hitman with a Badass System

As Lord Information struggled to stay conscious, Michael’s words filled the air with a chilling truth that sent shivers down his spine. His bloodied hands trembled as he tried to comprehend the depth of the Dark Lord’s manipulation.

“You see, Lord Information, I have a voice inside my head. It’s never wrong. Every time I saw you, the voice warned me not to trust this elf,” Michael calmly explained, his eyes fixed on Lord Information’s pained expression.

“That’s why I left some of my friends inside your office to keep an eye on you. So, I wasn’t surprised when you decided to bring the map containing the location of the god killing arrows to Noah. If you had given me the map, you wouldn’t be here, and I wouldn’t be here,” Michael continued, his voice unwavering despite the gravity of the situation.

Lord Information coughed up blood, his gaze shifting towards Olivia, who now stood beside the Dark Lord, a cold expression on her face. Michael noticed Lord Information’s glare and felt compelled to clarify.

“You and the whole world think I revealed myself as the Dark Lord during the war against Thusia. But that’s not true. I told Olivia long before that. She was a diligent student who understood that the Skyhall was manipulating everyone with their narratives about me being evil. Besides, I needed someone behind enemy lines, and Olivia graciously accepted that task. Even my wife Gaya didn’t know about this,” Michael revealed, a satisfied smile crossing his lips as he saw his meticulous plan unfold perfectly.

Lord Information’s mind reeled with shock and betrayal, realizing that he had unknowingly played into the Dark Lord’s hands. He struggled to find the strength to respond as darkness slowly encroached on his vision, the pain from the dagger wound becoming unbearable.

“She pretended to hate me, and the whole world, including Noah, bought that,” Michael chuckled, reveling in his masterful deception.

“But Ricky…” Lord Information mumbled, his voice weak.

Lord Information had seen with his own eyes the poison enter the glass cage, the confirmation of the Dark Lord’s subordinates’ deaths by the elder of the Skyhall, and Noah using his light flames to destroy their bodies.

“Ricky,” Michael slowly clapped his hands together, leaning back on his chair. Lord Information heard a footstep and turned his head, gazing at a dark corner of the king’s chamber.𝓞𝒱𝓁xt.𝐜𝑶𝚖

To his pure shock, Ricky, the young man who was supposed to have died in Noah’s light flames, emerged from the darkness. Even more surprising, Ricky was dragging King Bredia with him, the king struggling and muffled by a cloth in his mouth. King Bredia’s regal red attire was now torn and tattered, a testament to the beating he had received. His neatly combed hair was now ruffled and disheveled, and his hands and legs were bound as Ricky dragged him towards the Dark Lord.

Ricky forced King Bredia’s head down onto the table where Michael was seated. The king’s head hit the table with a thud, and Ricky firmly held him in place. Michael then slowly ran his fingers through King Bredia’s hair, like a predator savoring its prey before the final strike.

“My dear king. What did I tell you last time?” asked Michael. He ignored Lord Information for a moment and turned his gaze to King Bredia.

“Hrrrmmm,” King Bredia managed to mutter through the cloth.

“Take out the cloth,” Michael smiled at Ricky. Ricky, in his black shiny armor, nodded and removed the cloth from King Bredia’s mouth.

“HELP! GUARDS!” King Bredia screamed for help, but to his terror, no guards came to his rescue.

“We soundproofed the room, you old fuck,” another voice snickered from the corner. Lord Information turned his head and saw the Dark Queen emerge from the darkness. He was terrified, as he had witnessed both the Dark Lord and the Dark Queen supposedly die in a bloody mist at the hands of Noah. But it was all a facade. The entire war was orchestrated by the Dark Lord from start to finish. The world had been deceived, and the Dark Lord had won.

Gaya, the Dark Queen, came to Michael’s side and placed her hand on Olivia’s shoulder.

“Sorry I doubted you, Olivia. You did really great,” said Gaya, genuinely surprised and shocked to learn that Olivia had never abandoned the Dark Lord and had remained loyal to him all along.

“GUARDS! HELP! THE DARK LORD IS HERE! NOAH!” King Bredia continued to scream fiercely, even though Gaya had already informed him that the room was soundproofed. The guards and citizens outside were celebrating the Dark Lord’s death, completely unaware that he was inside the king’s chamber, holding the king’s life in his hands.

“I told you I’d kill you if you tried to harm the people I care about, King Bredia. Did you forget that?” asked Michael. Ricky forced King Bredia to stand straight and look the Dark Lord in the eyes.

Just when Lord Information thought the surprises were enough, Michael reached his hand out to another dark corner. This time, it was Eve, the very same person Noah had claimed killed herself after being captured by the Skyhall angels in the battlefield. She walked out of the corner and handed Michael a large glass bottle containing a glistening red liquor – the highly addictive and potent red bliss that Michael had created and distributed as a part of his business empire to generate a stable income for his dark army.

“Tomorrow the big headlines,” Eve began her words playfully.

“King Bredia fell to his death from his castle chamber while celebrating the Dark Lord’s demise. He slipped from his chamber windows and fell to his death after drinking too much red bliss.”

King Bredia saw Michael pop open the wooden cork with a flick. He violently squirmed and screamed, but Ricky’s hold was too strong, and no one came to his aid. Michael then grabbed King Bredia’s jaw and pressed it, forcing his mouth open. He forcefully poured all the red bliss down the king’s throat, without spilling a single drop. Then, Michael poured some liquid onto his palm and sprayed it onto the king.

“Hope you can fly, King Bredia,” Eve chuckled as she opened the windows. Ricky then moved the intoxicated king, who had stopped shouting and screaming, towards the open windows. Lord Information watched in horror as Ricky pushed the king closer to the edge.

As Ricky stood with the king facing the opened windows, Michael turned his gaze back to Lord Information.

“You have… no idea… about the forces… you are… meddling with…” Lord Information managed to utter these words in a weak and pained voice.

“You mean Seraphine,” Michael calmly said, revealing his knowledge of the goddess Lord Information served.

“Where do you think I am going next? Why fight the minions when you can kill their lords?” Michael calmly asked Lord Information, hinting at his grand plan. He seemed to know something about the goddess Seraphine, which troubled Lord Information deeply.

“As far as the world is concerned, you disappeared from the face of this world. Poof,” Michael gestured, explaining how he intended to make it seem like Lord Information had vanished without a trace.

“We can harvest his organs and use them in Project Phoenix,” a playful young child’s voice came from behind. Lord Information turned to see the Dark Lord’s pet, the three-headed Hydra, landing on the Dark Queen’s shoulder. The three heads of the Hydra looked at him with a mix of pity, mockery, and anger.

The scene was filled with dread and tension as Michael’s sinister plans and the true extent of his power unfolded.

“We can’t use his kidney, that’s for sure. Olivia stuck the dagger right through it,” Ayag remarked, and Olivia simply shrugged, showing no remorse for her actions.

Project Phoenix played a significant role in deceiving everyone. During the climactic battle, when Noah used his meteor spell, creating a blinding explosion of light, Michael took advantage of the chaos. He swiftly teleported himself to the Dark Castle and sent another body, an exact replica of himself, to the battlefield. The Skyhall angels and Noah were fooled by the fake aura, thinking that the god-killing arrow had weakened Michael’s cultivation level.

In reality, Michael had been at the Celestial stage the whole time, but he cunningly created the illusion of a lower cultivation level. Prior to the war, he absorbed the energy sources that Gaya had found and cultivated, which temporarily brought the system online. Using the system’s capabilities, Michael teleported himself to a separate pocket dimension, triggered his heavenly tribulation, and successfully advanced to the Celestial stage.

Once he reached the Celestial stage, the system remained permanently online, giving him a strategic advantage during the battle. Michael had come fully prepared, and his meticulous planning allowed him to deceive everyone around him, ultimately achieving his grand design.

[I hope the host’s plan to let Noah live is a good plan. You had the probability of 100% chance to win against Noah but you chose not to] The system sounded in Michael’s mind 

The system’s voice echoed in Michael’s mind, reminding him that he could have easily defeated Noah with a 100% chance of success. However, Michael had deliberately held back during the battle, using only ten percent of his true power. He had allowed Noah to believe he had won the war, leading everyone to think that the Dark Lord was no more. This deception served as a crucial advantage for Michael’s grand scheme.

With Noah believed to be defeated, Michael could now slip into the realm of gods unnoticed and form an alliance with Dagon to bring destruction upon the pantheon and the realm of gods. As Lord Information learned about the Dark Lord’s intricate plan, Ricky held King Bredia firmly by his collar at the edge of the window.

“Let him fly,” Michael snickered, and Ricky released his grip. High on the potent red bliss, King Bredia didn’t even realize he was falling until he hit the ground face-first, turning into a gruesome spectacle of blood and gore.

After King Bredia’s demise, Michael’s gaze fixed on Lord Information, expressing gratitude for the god-killing arrows he had provided. His sinister smile sent shivers down Lord Information’s spine. As Ricky approached, Lord Information’s heart pounded with fear, realizing the horrifying truth. The Dark Lord’s plan was far from over.

“Thank you for the god killing arrows Lord Information. It was a pleasure doing business with you,” Michael said with a chilling tone, acknowledging the collaboration between them. Ricky held a thick needle in his hand, and before Lord Information could react, it pierced his skin. The world around him blurred as the venomous liquid from the needle entered his bloodstream.

The Dark Lord’s wicked grin was the last sight that Lord Information beheld before darkness consumed him completely.