novelzi Chapter 1461: 1461: Extreme Joy Begets Sorrow
Chapter 1461: 1461: Extreme Joy Begets Sorrow
Chapter 1461: Chapter 1461: Extreme Joy Begets Sorrow
“Damn it!”
Xander Cook watched helplessly as the sword tip pretended to accidentally aim straight at him!
But he couldn’t dodge it!
His body was tied to a chair, the chair firmly bolted in the center of the high platform.
It was at this moment Xander Cook fully understood!
The assassins claimed they were here to save him, but in truth, they were here to kill him!
“Hagan Marsh, you corpse refiner, you’ll die a horrible death!”
Knowing there was no escape, Xander Cook’s eyes widened as he stared directly at Hagan Marsh.
The scene that unfolded just moments ago was etched in his memory.
The assassin and Hagan Marsh had been putting on a show, pretending it was an accidental kill.
The sword drew closer and closer.
In less than a blink, it was already pressing against Xander Cook’s chest.
Just as Xander Cook resigned himself to death, deciding he’d become a vengeful ghost—
Clang!
A single Swimming City Currency suddenly flew through the air!
Unerringly, it struck the sword tip.
The trajectory of the blade shifted upon impact.
Thunk!
Xander Cook twisted his body, and the sword plunged into his buttocks instead!
A rose in bloom.
“He’s trying to kill me! He’s not one of my people! I’m innocent! It’s Hagan Marsh who’s plotting against me!” Xander Cook, seizing a lifeline, screamed hysterically without a care for his wounded rear.
As a Martial Artist, his voice was powerful and resonant.
Now, at the brink of life and death, he screamed with all his might.
His shouting immediately drew the attention of the crowd.
“Commander, I came to rescue you!” The assassin’s heart sank!
That perfectly lethal strike—how did it miss?
If he made another move now, right in front of everyone, wouldn’t it exonerate Xander Cook?
And conveniently push Hagan Marsh into the spotlight?
From a distance, Hagan Marsh’s face was equally dark with fury!
He’d seen that Swimming City Currency fly through the air!
But no matter how he
On the high platform.
Xander Cook tried his best to cozy up to Hagan Marsh.
After all, survival was the priority now.
“Don’t mention it!” Hagan Marsh growled in frustration, his face dark.
All his intricate scheming had been ruined by someone!
If he found out who was responsible, he’d hack them into a thousand pieces!
“Save General Cook!”
One assassin shouted as he charged over.
His eyes locked firmly on Xander Cook.
“Damn it! A bunch of useless fools! What’s the point of staging this farce anymore?” Hagan Marsh cursed inwardly. He picked up a longsword and swung it down forcefully!
The assassin’s head separated from his body.
Xander Cook felt ecstatic!
At a time like this, he could sit back and enjoy the show.
Meanwhile, his mortal enemy Hagan Marsh had to fight to the death to protect him.
The person who most wanted him dead was now forced to ensure his survival. Could there be anything more satisfying in the world?
“You useless idiots! I’m right here! Weren’t you planning to kill me? Come on! Nobody under Xander Cook tolerates trash like you!”
Xander Cook shouted gleefully, his joy unbridled!
All the while, Hagan Marsh had no choice but to continue killing the approaching assassins to avoid suspicion.
Hatred!
Such a perfect plan, utterly ruined!
But there was no alternative—he had to protect Xander Cook.
Even though the man’s every word was a relentless provocation!
“Please, just let me die! I, Xander Cook, don’t want to live anymore. Kill me, I beg you—”
Thud!
A spray of blood.
The triumphant grin on Xander Cook’s face hadn’t fully faded before his pupils dilated.
Dead.
A sharp weapon pierced through his temple, perforating his skull.
He died instantly.
Hagan Marsh was utterly stunned.
Xander Cook had been right behind him, and no assassins had gotten near.
Now that he was dead, suspicion would fall squarely on Hagan Marsh!
Who did this?
Hagan Marsh raised his head but saw no one.
Beneath him was a sea of spectators, a dense and shadowy crowd.
“You killed Commander Cook! Hagan Marsh, we’ll remember this grudge!” Damari Tennyson, seeing Xander Cook’s death, assumed it was his own men’s doing. He shouted, slashed his sword fiercely, and vanished with his people from the central platform.
“City Lord! Let me take some men to pursue them!” A captain of the elite guards rushed over, ready to chase them, but Ian Jorden stopped him.
“They’re not your match.” Ian Jorden turned around, glanced at Xander Cook’s corpse, and then at Hagan Marsh.
He frowned deeply.