"Spare me! Otherwise, Divine Reaper won’t let you go!" the leader shouted, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Adrian.

The man looked terrifying, exuding a powerful aura. He was using a secret technique, hoping to escape. But with a casual wave of his hand, Adrian created a barrier that blocked the man’s path.

Renee, watching from below, was stunned. Divine Reaper… They were the most feared assassin organization in the Spirit Domain, known for their stealthy and deadly methods that instilled fear in everyone.

There was a saying across the Spirit Domain: if Divine Reaper marked someone for death, nine out of ten targets would die. If someone survived, it was because they were of an extraordinary and untouchable status. Clearly, her status as the princess of Ciawales wasn’t extraordinary enough to make her exempt from such threats.

Adrian smiled and said, “Nice name, but you’ve offended the wrong person. You deserve to die.” He swung his Soul Devouring Sword.

A wave of power surged forth, a