La Rossa looked back at Komrad with a hateful gaze. She knew exactly Komrad's cunning and deceitful character. The corner of La Rossa's eye caught Komrad's suspicious movements. He countered Komrad's men's attacks with fast and furious movements. Several of Komrad's men fell to the floor.

Seeing an opening La Rossa ran after Komrad who had slipped out of his room, La Rossa caught up with Komrad and immediately confronted him in front.

"You!" Komrad's bloodshot eyes glared at La Rossa.

"You want to run away Komrad?! That's not the soul of a true fighter! It turns out that all this time Komrad's name was just talk, Komrad is nothing more than a loser who took refuge behind the great name of Vangsed, huh what a shame!" La Rossa sneered at Komrad's actions. She did not hesitate to insult him as well.

"Don't talk carelessly! I'm not a loser like what you say," Komrad inflamed angrily, his bloodshot eyes growing redder. His gaze was ready to kill.

"In fact, it is like that, the proof is that you are trying to escape from this fight. Komrad's big name turned out to be a figment of his imagination, he's nothing but a loudmouth, a braggart and a coward!" La Rossa sneered, her words further fueling Komrad's anger.

He shouted for the other men. They came charging at La Rossa with sharp weapons.

La Rossa prepared by setting up a stance, she swept her gaze across the room. She lunged fiercely at everyone who came at her. La Rossa's kicks, fists and strikes were so fast from the energy contained that they were able to make Komrad's men fall down without bleeding much.

One by one Komrad's men fell, now leaving only a few. La Rossa was relieved, but not yet completely relieved Komrad's men came back, this time more than before.

La Rossa had to face hundreds of Komrad's men by herself, her breathing had started to catch. La Rossa fixed her position, she who was currently in the circle of Komrad's men could only surrender.

Half of her energy had been drained to fight Komrad and his dozens of men who were also Vangsed members.

The people with abilities had yet to appear, if they all appeared La Rossa's hopes of winning and getting out alive were slim to none.

La Rossa moved around, she wanted to know how much she could win this battle. La Rossa regretted not bringing along her samurai, what she needed right now was a ranged weapon, such as a sword, samurai or spear.

"Hmm it looks like today is the last day for me to breathe air in this world," La Rossa thought.

La Rossa twisted her body, deflecting every attack that came from various directions and directions, she swerved her body left to right then kicked and attacked like a tigress defending her power.

La Rossa was dealt a crushing blow to her chest that sent her staggering back a few steps, but someone also attacked her from behind with a sword, slashing her in the back.

La Rossa staggered to hold her body with both legs that began to tremble. There was a tightness in her chest that rushed out then La Rossa coughed and spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Yuck!" La Rossa spat it out.

She wiped the corner of her lips with the back of her hand roughly. She stared at the people around her.

Remembering Miller and his group, she could only pray in her heart for the good of Miller and his group who had helped her.

"Looks like I have to prepare to face the guardians of hell and meet the demon of death today, a sinful human like me doesn't deserve to be picked up by the angel of death," La Rossa muttered softly. The corners of La Rossa's lips lifted, she smiled sardonically.

La Rossa's footing began to weaken, she collapsed.

La Rossa collapsed on the floor on her knees, her legs no longer able to support her body. She bowed her head.

A moment later she raised her head, talking to herself, "I can't give up, there is still breath left in my body."

La Rossa supported her body with both hands, she got up and continued to try to stand up despite repeatedly falling down.

"Well... well, La Rossa with the nickname of the Shadowless Man had to end her life today so tragically," Komrad sneered after he burst through the circle of his men and into the circle.

"You must be happy, right, to see me like this? But don't worry, I won't go to the demon of death alone, but will take you with me," La Rossa said coldly with a ready-to-kill gaze.

Komrad who received such a look shuddered in horror, he who knew La Rossa not long ago had just learned how La Rossa was.

Previously the leader of the Vangsed was Arata Yazuko, she was cunningly killed by Komrad Manuev by being poisoned and stabbed while sleeping when her body was weakened by the poison. He then crowned himself the next Vangsed leader.

He hasn't been the head of the Vangsed for long, but his policies are really burdensome for all vangsed members.

"It turns out that the big name you bear will end today, La Rossa, the hitwoman with a million great achievements that she managed to carry, will die at the hands of me, Komrad Manuev, the Lord of Darkness," Komrad laughed triumphantly.

"Ha ... ha ... ha ...," Komrad's laughter boomed.

Suddenly his laughter disappeared, his eyes widened in disbelief. Fresh blood flowed from the corner of his lips. His bulging eyes stared in disbelief.

"You...!" his words were cut off as Komrad's body collapsed on the floor with his knees hitting the floor wall so hard that it made a BUGH sound!

La Rossa grinned revealing a row of white teeth that were reddened by the blood tucked between her teeth.

"Pardon me Comrade Manuev the Lord of Darkness, it seems you came first to the Demon of Death and convey my greetings to the Guardian of Hell," La Rossa said with a sneer.

Komrad's body slumped after he held La Rossa's waist tightly. Finally, Comrade fell to the floor with blood soaking his body. He had to give up his life at the hands of La Rossa.

Komrad's men became even more furious when they found out that their leader was killed in a sneaky way. La Rossa stabbed Komrad with the blade in his palm. He slammed it right into Komrad's heart repeatedly.

"Insolent! Attack! Finish that damn woman, don't let her get out alive!" shouted one of Komrad's men.

La Rossa prepared to attack using what was left of her strength. She lunged fiercely, her movements still looking so agile even though her energy was already drained and almost exhausted.

She was met with a flurry of kicks from various directions, a knife flying towards La Rossa. She closed her eyes in resignation because there was no way she could avoid it. She waited a long time for the knife to come but it never did.

She opened her eyes slowly, and she saw a familiar figure. He was deflecting all the attacks of Komrad's men with his back to La Rossa.

Curiosity seeped into La Rossa's heart, who was the person who came to her aid at the last second.

"Is it you?" asked La Rossa softly.

Her body collapsed on the floor, she had exhausted all her strength to fight Komrad and his men alone.

The young man turned around, he was wearing a silver mask, only his eyes and mouth were visible.

"Masked man, it's you!" shouted La Rossa.