Kahn kept the letter in his pockets and left the house.
His destination was a secret and desolate location outside of the city as mentioned in the letter.
Just an hour ago, he read the letter and had many thoughts about the message written inside the letter. The main context was something he hadn't expected to receive from the sender.
The most important part of it was these simple words.
COME QUICKLY. WE DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME LEFT.
Kahn understood that these were not the type of words the people who sent him the letter would casually use if it wasn't of utmost importance.
20 Kilometers away, in a wide-open mountainous area, was a small bungalow. People usually did not dare to come to this area given the identity of the owner and nobody wanted to disturb this person when he came here to relax and enjoy the beauty of nature. This area was not visited even by travelers. The wide grounds here could even hold a battle of at least a thousand people.
Kahn with his newly increased stats, physical skills and abilities that he recently gained, was now 2 times faster and powerful than before he started the whole war against noble clan heirs. If the current him were to do it, he won't have to spend so much time. He'd probably hunt all the clan heirs in a matter of days and that too very effortlessly.
An hour later, he finally reached the location and met the person who sent him the letter. Along with this person was a middle-aged elf.
To Kahn, both these people were familiar figures.
They were Arkham & Solomon.
"What is it? Why did you call me? What's so urgent and important?" he asked the President & vice-president duo of Adventurer Association with a curious expression.
Arkham who was standing in the front and was currently clad in a blue and rare rank armor along with an epic rank claymore sword, looked at Kahn solemnly. His expression appeared as if he felt wronged by Kahn.
The middle-aged Elf, Solomon finally spoke to him.
"So the rumors were true. Although you haven't broken through to the Semi-Saint Rank.. You did manage to reach the level of a Peak Grandmaster Swordsman." spoke the elven mage.
"Eh? What are you talking about?" asked Kahn.
Although he had indeed broken through the peak grandmaster rank.. That wasn't public information to anyone. Not even Albestros knew it yet. So the main question was.. How did these two people know about it? What rumors were they talking about?
"We will talk about it later. But first.."
BOOOM!!
A shrill sound of an oppressive aura quickly filled the surroundings and Kahn's Survival Instinct alarmed in his head like a siren!
A dark red barrier was released over this green open ground full of a variety of trees and flowers. A radius of 2 Kilometers was covered inside this red barrier and Kahn's countenance froze.
The very next second, he suddenly felt like he lost the control of his body. This immense pressure even put him on the ground as his entire body lost the strength to even stand up and he slumped down on the spot.
"What's the meaning of this?!" asked Kahn in an enraged tone. This sudden surprise had caught him off guard.
Although Kahn liked staying vigilant, these two men were not exactly his enemies and had helped him greatly when he come to Flavot city. In the name of the assassination contract, he had gained a lot of resources, money, subordinates while hunting and most importantly, increased his Weapon Mastery to reach a level where he was able to break through the Grandmaster rank.
In a way, these two men were his biggest benefactors so far so he naturally felt no sense of threat or hostility from both of them.
"Arkham will explain it to you." spoke Solomon and walked behind the Magic Swordsman.
[SYSTEM WARNING!!
The host has been put under a Suppression and Expulsion magic formation. All of the host's physical and magical attributes have been reduced by 70%.
Unable to keep the subordinate in the host's shadow!]
The loud alert from the system rang in his head and the next moment, a broad and long black shadow appeared out of Kahn and left the barrier.
THUD!
BOOM!
CRACKLE!
A gigantic figure of a Basilisk was expelled out of the barrier. The nearby trees and boulders were destroyed as soon as the ginormous body of this majestic beast came to be.
Gasp!
Both Arkham & Solomon gasped in surprise after they saw Rudra's terrifying figure leaving Kahn's body.
"That.. If I'm not wrong; that's a Basilisk!" shouted Solomon in surprise.
[Rudra! We're under attack! Wake up!] Kahn called out the Basilisk.
But no response came from the subordinate. As if it was inside a long due sleep.
Kahn instantly remembered what the variant Basilisk told him 10 days ago. That he'd be in a long sleep, he can't and won't be able to wake up after eating the body and core of the Magma Drake dungeon boss.
Kahn understood that unlike him, Rudra didn't have some Divine Ability to help him absorb bodies, cores and even the bloodlines. He had to absorb them slowly, especially when it was someone with the Draconian bloodline. And because of that, Rudra was put under comatose for an entire month.
"So that's how you did it!" spoke Solomon with an excited face.
"You must be a feak of nature to have contracted a Godbeast as your familiar." he spoke again.
War Dominance!
"Hey.. What the fuck is this? Why are you suddenly attacking me?!" spoke Kahn after he released his murderous and chaotic aura with full capacity.
After he reached the peak grandmaster Rank, War Dominance had risen by one stage and his aura was now 3 times stronger and denser. And the bloodlust he was emitting had also gone through a qualitative change.
But under this restriction barrier.. He barely gathered the strength to properly stand up.
This time, it was Arkham to moved forward and spoke to Kahn.
"We have a score to settle, Kahn." spoke Arkham and released his murderous dense blue aura at Kahn as if he was looking at a mortal enemy. His eyes were full of wrath and unimaginable bloodlust.
He then pulled something out of his space ring and threw it towards Kahn. And round object rolled towards Kahn who was standing 10 meters away.
The round object was a head!
The head belonged to someone Kahn knew very well. This person had helped him a lot, albeit for a fee till now.
The Snakekin!
"Or should I call with your other name.." spoke Arkham and gave Kahn a deathly glare.
"Azrael."