章 1069: God of Death

With practiced precision, Michael began his silent takedown of the remaining soldiers. He observed their patrol routes carefully, noting the patterns they followed. Each soldier had a specific path to walk, and Michael exploited this predictability to his advantage.

As the king's agonized screams echoed through the temple, Michael moved swiftly and silently along the beams, using the shadows to his advantage. His dark armor seemed to merge with the darkness, making him nearly invisible. His movements were fluid, like a ghost gliding through the air.

The second soldier walked beneath him, and Michael seized the opportunity. He dropped down, his blade finding its mark before the soldier could react. The body was quickly hauled up onto the beam, out of sight.