Hitman with a Badass System
chapter-719-30041322

"Stab him with it, and the runes I engraved in it will take care of the rest," Franklin recalled Edith's words. He and his men were told that Ghost would die if he stabbed Ghost with the spear. On the contrary, nothing happened to Ghost. Even without Edith's runes, Franklin lived long enough to know a Half Immortal could be killed with an Immortal killing weapon. This spear was not like other Immortal killing weapons. Instead, it was forged using several bones of a level 10 Immortal and drenched in the Immortal's blood for a year. He knew it should have killed Ghost.

Michael lifted Franklin up. He was about to snap Franklin's neck when he sensed someone appears behind him. None of Franklin's men survived Nightmare's frost breath. The majority of them were stuck inside the frozen tornado, while a few were shot down from the sky by Gaya. It was Albert who decided to face Michael.

Michael slowly turned around without letting go of Franklin.

"Who are you?" Michael creased his brows. Not that Michael was ridiculing Albert, he seriously didn't know him.

"Did you kill General Hubert?" asked Albert.

Michael didn't respond to Albert. Instead, he pointed his finger at Albert. The golden lightning bolt crackled around Michael's fist before shooting toward Albert. Before Albert could react, a golden bolt of lightning penetrated his head. In the end, Albert couldn't keep his word to Hubert. Michael ended his life within a snap of time. Showing before Michael wearing the armor of thusia was equal to killing themselves.

Franklin saw the last member of the proud Mertz family falling from the sky. It made him wonder whether this was Thusia's end.

"Yes," He said as though Ghost had read his mind. Franklin suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck before everything around him turned dark. Finally, Michael let go of Franklin's body.

[Congratulations to the host for leveling up. The current stage is Half Immortal Level 8]

Thanks to Gaya, Azazel, and Nightmare slaughtering the soldiers, Michael was able to get to level 8 without much effort. After he killed Franklin, Gaya flew straight to Michael. Because Nightmare had frozen the tornado and the pirate ships stopped destroying the thusian ships, the sea finally calmed down. Even from afar, Michael could smell the burning flesh and oil in the air.

"That's a nice spear," Gaya said, looking at the spear.

"Not just a spear. An immortal killing spear,"

Michael told everything that happened, from the death squad appearance to Franklin stabbing him with the spear. The moment Gaya heard Michael let Frankling stab him, she squeezed Michael's shoulders. Her eyes glistened with anger and concern.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Gaya almost slapped Michael.

"Relax. If any Immortal killing weapon could kill me, Qin Jiu and the Mazeroth founders wouldn't have made god-killing arrows. But it's good to confirm I cannot be killed with these things," Michael looked at the golden spear in his hand.

[Please don't be too haughty, host. Although these weapons cannot kill you, you will lose your cultivation if you get stabbed through your head. If you get beheaded, your skills and spells will be reset to level 1, and you will float as a soul until the system finds you a body. It might take a week, a month, or even decades]

The system sounded like it was yelling at Michael. The system's response wasn't a big surprise to Michael.

"So we have to prioritize finding the god-killing arrows and the armor pieces you told me about earlier," said Gaya.

"I already found one piece," Michael used the system to find one of his armor pieces for three hundred thousand badass points. He didn't know how many pieces there were. However, if his past self left these armor in pieces, it meant he did that for a reason. Most probably, his past self did not want others or the Skyhall to find the armor. He must have known his future self would use the system to find those armor pieces and assemble the armor. Michael wondered what made his past self reset an entire universe. He had few clues after hearing about Gaya's dream and his journey into various universes.

"But if you pull any shit like this again, I will finish what the Skyhall couldn't,"

"Of course you will, my dear queeny," Michael wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

"My lord," Azazel flew directly to Michael. He bowed his head. His body was completely drenched with blood, and his eyes were with excitement.

"You had a good time?" asked Michael.

"I have to say my lord. I'd love to experience this feeling again,"

"Keep your battle lust in check, Azazel. Don't let it go to your head," Gaya advised Azazel. After seeing how he slaughtered those soldiers, Gaya feared Azazel might become too addicted to killing people. Michael also noticed the glistening lust for blood in his eyes. He had seen the same battle lust in Spectre's eyes. But Michael did not say anything because he would take time to train all of his subordinates. He had ways to break one's lust for blood.

"Azazel, head to the dark forest and get yourself cleaned up. I want you to keep a close eye on all our people. I have a feeling the thusians will hit back harder after this,"

"As you wish, my lord," Azazel bowed toward Michael and Gaya before vanishing into thin air.

Nightmare came flying to Michael as Gaya and Michael leaped onto his back. Several ships carrying King Gunner and King Baldur's army finally reached the docks. Big Bertha did not come closer to the Golden Port but teleported back to the Southern continent using Elidyr's teleportation array. Now that Michael's naval army had wiped off almost two third of the Thusian army, he let the army deal to occupy the Golden Port.

Michael didn't bother to check on the army. Instead, he returned to King Gunner's castle. Surprisingly, King Gunner was there to welcome Michael, Gaya, and Nightmare with Yagnar, General Bryce, and Prince Davarius. Their faces were brimming with delight. The three of them watched the thusians getting destroyed by Ghost's naval army while they were inside the thusian warehouse. Although they were terrified by the power of Ghost's naval army, they were glad he was against Thusia. Moreover, they robbed the warehouse clean. They knew that would certainly hurt the thusians in their war.

While walking toward them, Michael willed the system to equip a new set of clothes.

"Master Ghost, how's the war going? We saw your naval army was destroying the thusians left and right," General Bryce grinned from ear to ear.

"It's over. We won. The Golden Port is yours," The smiles on their faces froze.

"You should quickly visit there and solidify the defenses. We don't want the thusians to hit back, do we?" said Michael.

"Plus, your men need you until I finish some things up here," said Gaya.

'I assume you did your job well,"

Yagnar nodded.

"Good. We can discuss it later. Now I have something else to do. Please excuse me,"

"Of course," King Gunner said.

Leaving them behind, Michael headed toward his room.

"What are we doing?" asked Nightmare. He jumped onto the bed. Michael quickly closed the door and the curtains. Afterward, Michael willed the system to teleport them to the pocket dimension in the dark forest. Since the pocket dimension wasn't affected by winter, they felt warm and cozy. However, Michael was not in the mood to take a break. Instead, he took out the bottle filled with the royal dragon's blood.

"System, I have the royal dragon blood. So it's time to make Nightmare a royal dragon,"

[It would cost the host fifty thousand badass points]

"I know. Now tell me, what's the procedure?" asked Michael.

Immediately, his badass points were reduced by fifty thousand.

[Please be advised the process of changing Nightmare's body from the molecular level will take up to a week. During this time, Nightmare will be unconscious]

"Noted," Michael nodded.

[You just need to inject the blood into Nightmare and let the system take care of the rest]

An eight-inch syringe materialized in Michael's hand. Just the sight of the needle made Nightmare hold Gaya's neck tightly. For some reason, he feared the needle.

"What do you plan to do with that?" asked Gaya. When Michael filled the syringe with the royal dragon's blood, her question was answered.

"Nightmare, I'd suggest closing your eyes," Nightmare cowered behind Gaya's head, hearing Michael.

"Oh come on, you're not going to inject that thing into him," Gaya stopped Michael.

"Don't spoil him. He's a dragon. He won't even feel it," Michael rolled his eyes.

"Figure out another way," Gaya took a step back. She was not willing to let Michael stab Nightmare with that giant needle.

"Nightmare," Michael called out Nightmare. His voice was stern as Nightmare slowly peeked his head through Gaya's hair.

"Don't you want to be stronger? This injection can make you an unstoppable Royal dragon," Nightmare's eyes sparkled. He slowly climbed on top of Gaya's head and stood on his two legs.

"What's wrong with being a forest dragon? We just killed a royal dragon. Bloodline mean shit when you don't have power and battle experience," Gay protested.

Although she was right as usual, Michael wanted Nightmare to be a Royal Dragon. He didn't want Nightmare to feel inferior to any dragon in this world.

"It's okay," Nightmare nudged Gaya's head with his face. He then leaped onto Ghost's hand and closed his eyes tight.

"Shhh," Surprisingly, Gaya hissed, closing her eyes as though Michael was sticking the needle into her neck.

Michael slowly injected the royal dragon's blood into Nightmare. The more he injected the blood, the hotter Nightmare's skin felt. He placed Nightmare under the apple tree.

"You can open your eyes now," Michael said to Gaya.