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Gilbreth walked slowly down the street, his head down.
He watched the bloodstains that still remained in the cracks of the road, even after being washed, and listened to the conversations of the passersby. He couldn't hide the relieved smile on his face.
He didn't even try to hide it.
Even though his enemies were still out there, the High Table was the root cause of everything.
And the High Table was actually suffering a major setback?
How long had it been since something like this had happened?
Gilbreth tried to remember and found he had no memory of such a thing.
But"
His hand in his pocket clenched the cross.
What did this mean?
Why did these people who opposed the High Table leave behind a small cross after killing the High Table's men?
Was it some special organization?
Also, could the New York Continental Hotel really stand up to the High Table?
"Be careful! Slow down!"
A voice caught Gilbreth's attention. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was coming from the New York Continental Hotel.
No, to be precise, it was the former New York Continental Hotel.
Gilbreth saw that the old sign for the New York Continental Hotel had been taken down, and they were putting up a new one.
Curious, Gilbreth stopped to watch and saw that the first thing they were putting up was a giant cross!
Gilbreth's eyes widened in surprise. He took out the cross from his pocket and compared it to the one on the sign.
At that moment, a large screen on a nearby television suddenly switched to another scene.
It wasn't just this one TV. At that moment, in all fifty states, every television channel, normal and abnormal, switched to a shot of Eric's face.
Of course" some people were so startled that they started screaming things like "What the f**k" or "Holy sh*t," but that wasn't something Morin and his team had considered beforehand.
Under the public's astonished, angry, and other kinds of gazes, and amid a chorus of "What the heck's, Eric began to speak.
"First, let me introduce myself. I am the chairman of the Eric Group."
"I believe many of you know that yesterday, a bounty of eight million U.S. dollars was put on my head by my business rival. It attracted nearly all of the High Table's assassins from the Continental Hotel in New York, who wanted to kill me."
"I am not dead."
"It wasn't because of luck or skill. It was because at that moment, when assassins were brazenly walking down the city streets and no one was doing anything about it, some people"an organization"found me."
"They are the Templar Knights."
"Knights of the Templar Knights."
In the studio, Morin watched Eric talking fluently, nodding silently. He raised his hand, and a long sword appeared.
Golden-yellow light flowed along the patterns on the sword, occasionally sparking and forming electric arcs.
The sword was a perfect blend of an archaic blade and modern sci-fi light effects. Its aesthetic was nearly flawless! (A high-definition, low-quality picture was attached.)
As for its practicality'so far, Morin had discovered that it could generate electricity under his control. The other functions" were still being developed.
However, this was enough to make Morin consider it his most frequently used weapon.
While a wrench could knock bullets out of the air or deflect them, for a show-off like Morin, what was cooler: a wrench, or the Sword of Eden that could shoot lightning?
The choice was easy.
Last night's "lightning" that had slaughtered five hundred men was, of course, Morin wielding the Sword of Eden.
He didn't have any the electric light dancing on my fingertips is my lifelong faith" kind of sentiment, but if he could show off, why wouldn't he?
Besides, in addition to establishing the Templar Knights" authority and showing off to demonstrate his ability to lead them to victory, Morin was also testing how powerful his new skills were after the upgrade.
The conclusion was that just one Advanced Backstab Skill was enough to instantly kill the version of himself before the upgrade.
It was an instant kill!
The only drawback was that he lacked mana.
With over two thousand points in Constitution and Intelligence, but only 100 in Mana, Morin's build was definitely that of a classic mage.
The good news was that this time, Morin found that he could control how much mana the skill consumed, and he could control his movements with ease, no longer a mechanical process like before.
Furthermore, when using this skill, Morin's reaction speed also increased. Otherwise, with that kind of charging speed, Morin himself wouldn't be able to react in time!
In addition, the enhanced Advanced Knight Bloodline also gave Morin a higher all-around boost. The only slight downside was"
When he activated it, Morin felt an urge to climb to the top of a very tall building and jump down.
What was this, the instinct of a Leap of Faith?
Did he need to prepare a haystack below?
Or throw a single blade of grass down first?
While waiting for Eric to finish, Morin thought about his new abilities and considered how to check and adjust his future plans.
Morin was now on the High Table's global bounty list, with a bounty of one hundred million U.S. dollars!
For the High Table, coming up with this much money was not difficult.
Also on the list were Winston, the manager of the New York Continental Hotel, a series of loyalists, as well as Wick, Wesley, Fox, and others.
However, after what happened last night, virtually no ordinary assassins would be getting involved.
Everyone knew that money was a good thing, but when the amount became this large, everyone also knew whether they had the ability to get and use it.
If a few million or ten million could make people go crazy, then one hundred million could make them sober up.
It was a matter of knowing your limits.
While he was thinking, Eric was almost done, so Morin put away the Sword of Eden, checked and adjusted his appearance, and prepared to go on camera.
Eric had just finished explaining how he had survived the High Table's assassins, framing the matter as a conflict between order and chaos, light and darkness, which led to the Templar Knights, who were now directly confronting the High Table.
After that, it was Morin's turn to shine.
After coming to the world of assassins, he had made so many plans and so many preparations. Even though he now had the ability to leave this world, Morin hadn't left, all for what he was about to do.
It wasn't a speech to hundreds of millions of people, but something Morin was going to do during this speech.
He was going to"
Post his bank account number for the whole world and get them to willingly transfer money into it.
I, Morin, bank account, send money. Got it?
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