My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



Dustin's momentum was so great that Metal Mask was shocked, and his face turned grim. He had experienced Dustin's power first-hand, so he did not dare underestimate him.

He did not parry that attack. He only mobilized his pure energy to increase his speed. Even so, he was barely able to dodge it.

Very calmly, Dustin threw another punch.

Metal Mask's face changed this time.

This punch was even stronger and more formidable.

Dustin could summon more power. Was there no limit to his strength?

This punch contained great power and steady force. It was also faster than before.

Metal Mask was unable to dodge it.

Bam!

In a moment of desperation, he brought his hands up to block it, but he was still pushed back and only stopped when he was more than thirty feet away.

His feet left behind deep trenches on the ground. Blood trickled out of his mouth.

The punch dealt another blow to his already injured body.

"Dustin, you're a terrifying monster," he said softly after regaining his breath. He knew that he could not match Dustin in a fight, but he was still surprised. So, he decided to reveal the truth. "I can't win against you... Don't you want to know which organization we belong to? I don't mind telling you. We come from the Divine Hall!"

"The Divine Hall...?"

Dustin frowned.

He had heard of this organization before, but the Divine Hall he knew was a different thing. It was not an assassination organization.

Hell Hall was the ruler of the underground, so it had an advanced informationwork. Even so, Dustin had never heard of a Divine Hall that served as an assassination organization based in Lovellia.

Logically, an organization with Martial Saints should not be so obscure.

This meant that there was only one possible answer to this: this organization hid itself really well.

Either the people they came into contact with were great secret keepers, or they could no longer speak.

“Sir, have you heard of this organization before?" Dustin turned to Howard.

"No," Howard said. "But if we look into it, I'm sure we can find some clues."

Dustin continued to frown.

If Hell Hall was not able to find any information on this particular Divine Hall, the Sorensen family would have an even harder time finding clues, since they lived in seclusion and kept a low profile.

"Forget it. The Divine Hall is the strongest and most mysterious organization. People like you can't possibly hope to find any valuable information." Metal Mask cackled and was filled with confidence again. "Unless we decide to reveal ourselves, neither man nor any organization can hope to find us!"

Dustin was getting impatient. He wanted to beat Metal Mask up to the point where he could not fight back. Then, he wanted to get answers from him.

"I already know how strong you are. Do you think I came to face you without any tricks up my sleeves this time?" Metal Mask asked and laughed.

"The Divine Hall has worked hard

and developed a secret weapon that

is specifically tailored to fight

el.

against strong martial artists. Be

careful, Dustin!"

Dustin did not take what Metal Mask said as a threat. He moved straight for Metal Mask's throat.

The assassins from the Divine Hall took poison when cornered, but he was going to make sure that Metal Mask did not have the chance to do so.

Metal Mask narrowed his eyes. He put his hand behind his back and waited.

When Dustin got closer to him, he suddenly brought out a golden gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A special bullet shot out of the muzzle. It was at least twice as fast as a normal bullet.

Dustin could sense danger.

Alarm bells rang in his head, and he pulled back just in time as he hurriedly summoned his pure energy to avoid the bullet.novelbin

He had a feeling that even Martial Saints would die if they were hit by this bullet.