I Became A Zompirewolf Chapter 389 Shadow Assassin

Chapter 389 Shadow a.s.sa.s.sin

Drexan, the leader of a mediocre but powerful faction with Metal Sharks, stood still as his prized pets were relentlessly attacked. When he received the reports of Eula's presence on a public tour ship, he praised his lucky stars.

It was supposed to be an easy job. All he needed to do was get in, grab the b.i.t.c.h and get out. Since next to no soldiers were stationed on board such ships, Drexan couldn't think of anything that would cause trouble. But alas! His job got complicated even after obtaining crucial intel from his 'informer'.

The four-eyelid alien frowned before turning towards his men. There was an easy way of solving problems. Kill everyone and be done with it.

"Forget about the rest," He howled while pointing at Ashton, "Kill that b.a.s.t.a.r.d first."

Ashton was strong enough to take on their attacks. However, his team wasn't. Even one bullet could severely injure them or worse... kill them right there. That's why even if Ashton wanted to dodge the attacks, he couldn't. But that did not mean he couldn't get someone else to take the blows from himself.

,m "Atlas, greet them in my stead, will you?" Ashton mumbled and turned around with little to no care about the terrorist's attacks.

The following moment, a towering creature lept out of his shadow and charged at the terrorists like a berserking giant. Drexan's lackeys immediately focused fire on Atlas, and even then, they were barely able to hold him back.

In the meantime, Ashton checked up on the survivors. Especially Eula. After all, he was responsible for her safety but not for the rest of them.

"Are you hurt somewhere?" He asked.

"No... you came before they could touch me." Eula weakly smiled, "But your teammates-"

"They are fine... probably." Ashton mumbled, completely ignoring the corpse of the mage and handed a mana potion to Laihud, "Charge up and heal this brute. I can't my shield dying on me like this."

Laihud was a bit taken aback by Ashton's words but did as he was told. Even though Laihud would patch him up, it would take a while before Vimur would be able to fight on his own.

"Atlas, get back and protect the lady."

"Not done yet-"

Atlas rarely got the opportunity to fight against strong opponents. That's why he wanted to have a bit more fun. But the moment he looked into Ashton's eyes, he quietly backed down.

Ashton called him back because there were a few things Ashton had to confirm. Since Atlas would have managed to get rid of the terrorists with ease, had he made up his mind, Ashton wanted to get some information out of the terrorists before disposing of them.

While his lackeys attacked Ashton, Drexan was busy contacting the other team. It was a rule of thumb for any terrorist or pirate operating in s.p.a.ce to capture the commanding station of the ship they attack.

This way, even if they failed to accomplish their primary goals, they would have established control over the ship. Gaining control over the ship, meant they would have control over everyone on board the ship as well.

"Nixon, how much more time do you want to capture a defenceless captain, you useless f.u.c.k?" Drexan barked into the radio, "Nixon, do you copy?"

Drexan tried and tried, but all he could hear was static noise. No one was responding through the radio. While focusing on calling for the invading team, Drexan noticed the b.a.s.t.a.r.d mercenary smiling and knew it had something to do with the invading team.

[d.a.m.n... these terrorists sure act c.o.c.ky. I wonder why my kind did not put them in their places. After all, the Xyrans I know could never tolerate pipsqueaks like him.]

Ashton's silence agreed with Astaroth's remarks. The terrorists weren't there for him, they were there for Eula. Defending someone while fighting wasn't Ashton's strong suit which could be attributed to his lack of experience in such situations.

If he focused on attacking the terrorists, there was the risk of letting a couple of them slip behind him. While he was busy fighting the others, the ones who slipped past could easily attack Eula. At least that would have been the case if Atlas wasn't there to back him up.

"I believe you comrades, as you call them, are talking some well-deserved rest," Ashton smirked, "At the same time, my teammates are already here."

As soon as he said that, all of the remaining mercenaries rushed inside the hall. Some of them were injured from fighting their way through, but none of them was dead and that's what mattered the most.

Right after resurrecting Raven, Ashton sent out the rest of his summons, with the exception of Atlas, to help on various battlefields. While Celeste headed down into the lower levels to help the mercenaries who were stuck there, Gokung rushed to protect the captain.

That was the reason why no one was replying to Drexan's call. All of them had already been disposed of. Now Drexan and his small party were the only ones remaining.

"You think you won... don't you kid?" Drexan smiled, "Sadly, considering how you blondly trust your mercenary friends, you still have a lot of growing up to do. Bring the girl over now!"

To everyone's surprise, Qamnol took out his knife and pressed it against Eula's throat. Everything made sense now. Qamnol was the reason the terrorists were able to so effortlessly locate Eula every time they tried to hide her. The b.a.s.t.a.r.d was providing them with crucial information all this time!

"I'm sorry, everyone. But they have captured my family... I had no other choice but to follow their orders." Qamnol mumbled while slowly walking toward Drexan, "My words might have lost their value, but I truly am sorry for this-"

Before Qamnol could finish repenting for his action, something lept out of his shadow and sliced him in half with a single blow. Raven was standing there as Qamnol's corpse fell apart in two halves.

"I might be immature, but I'm no fool, Drexan." Ashton chuckled, "I'll give you a tip for your next life, try not to make such obvious plans-"

A sudden announcement on the open radio channel stopped Ashton's words in their tracks.

"We are the Orion security force. Your ship is about to cross over to a restricted area. Please stop where you are and cooperate with us. If any ship tries to escape, they'll be shot down without any warning. Our officers are on their way to a.s.sist you."