Each time Precht took action, it was always very swift, powerful, and efficient.
When he, Yuri, and Warrod were Treasure Hunter, his strength was the strongest among the three. Coupled with his experience on the battlefield this year, his overall strength in 'Fairy Tail' is now second only to Weston.
By the time everyone present reacted, the four assassins' combo had been completely resolved, and even apart from the samurai, the other three were no longer able to fight.
For a time, everyone was shocked and speculated about Precht's origins.
"Wh-What just happened?!"
"So amazing!! He actually defeated the four assassins of the 'Seven-Legged Serpent' in an instant..."
"Who exactly is that guy?!"
"Could it be the Assassin Guild's new member?"
"No, this is magic!"
"Magic? Could it be the new backbone of the Dark Night Poison Scorpions?!"
Being 'instant-killed' by Precht like this, the four assassins were instantly furious.
But even more so, they felt fear in their hearts.
They had already seen the Fighting Brothers as an example of what happens to defeated assassins.
Knowing that if they didn't do something now, they would definitely end up like those brothers, the four of them roared at the same time and pounced towards Precht.
"You bastard...!"
At this moment, the chains on Precht's right hand suddenly split into four, stabbing at the four assassins like lightning, and then he flung them away with force.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!!!
The four assassins were instantly thrown more than ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Hmph! Not knowing whether to live or die..."
Precht wanted to say a few words of ridicule, but Weston interrupted the second half of his sentence with a 'slap' on his shoulder.
"Well done!"
"But next time, it's best to leave this kind of showboating to me."
"You've already stolen all the thunder, what am I supposed to do?"
Precht was speechless: "...Isn't there still one more?"
He was referring to Blake, the president of the 'Seven-Legged Serpent'.
Weston stretched out his finger and pointed downwards: "Look carefully, your chains are still wrapped around him. Even if I clean him up, I'll only get half a head."
Clap clap clap...
The sudden applause made Weston and Precht stunned.
The two turned their heads and saw that the person applauding was Blake.
Under such circumstances, he was still able to maintain his composure, with a calm and breezy look on his face.
Could it be that he was too stimulated and had a mental breakdown?
"Beautiful! Beautiful!"
"Decisive, precise, swift, and powerful, you are a natural killer!"
"I sincerely invite you to join my guild, how about becoming my deputy?"
Blake looked at Precht, and at the same time as he spoke, he raised his hand and turned the ring on his index finger.
No one knows that while Blake is a killer on the surface, in reality, his true identity is a Wizard.
Moreover, he is a Holder-type Wizard.
The magic item that Blake holds is the 'Hypnosis Ring' on his hand.
Its effect is that, within a certain spatial range, other people's subconscious will be unconsciously affected by the ring's owner, thinking that what he says is 'very reasonable', thus following the other party's instructions and even submitting to the other party's command.
And in this process, the hypnotized person will not notice anything, and will only think that his actions are the result of his own careful consideration.
Blake uses this method to secretly control the actions of others in battle, thereby achieving his reputation of '100% assassination success rate'.
Similarly, he also used this method to win over the members of the 'Seven-Legged Serpent' to work for him.
As Blake turned the Hypnosis Ring, silent magic rippled in the space.
Precht's body swayed slightly, and then he put away the magic chains wrapped around Blake, stepped forward step by step, and also stretched out his right hand, holding Blake's hand...
Success!
The corners of Blake's mouth couldn't help but rise as he stretched out his right hand towards Precht.
"Very good!"
"From now on, you will be the vice president of the 'Seven-Legged Serpent'!"
"I..."
At this moment, Precht's right hand suddenly exerted force!
Clatter—!
The Hypnosis Ring was instantly crushed to pieces!
"What?!"
"What are you doing?!"
Caught off guard by the sudden change, Blake was shocked and angry. He subconsciously backed away, but his right hand was firmly grasped by Precht, and he couldn't escape at all!
The next moment, a thick and powerful fist came head-on!!
"Crap...!!"
'Bang'—!
The fist slammed hard onto Blake's face.
A mass of blood, mixed with several teeth, splattered from his mouth!
In an instant, Blake only felt dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, and his whole body was weak.
"N-No way...!! How could you... discover..."
Precht let go of his hand, allowing Blake to slump on the ground, and looked at him with cold eyes.
"It's just a coincidence that I've been researching hypnosis magic recently."
"The magical aura emitted by the ring in your hand is as obvious as a candle in the dark night in my eyes!"
"So... that's how it is..."
After spitting out the last syllable, Blake completely passed out.
"Hey, hey, hey... really?!"
"Blake, who has never been defeated in the assassin world, was so easily taken care of?!"
"In this case, wouldn't the 'Seven-Legged Serpent' be completely wiped out? This is a major event that is enough to change the entire 'City of Outlaws'!"
The onlookers on the street smacked their tongues and looked at Precht and Weston with horrified eyes.
"Who... who are they?!"
At this time, a passerby in the crowd suddenly thought of something and quickly took out a hand-drawn portrait from his arms.
He looked at the portrait, then looked at the two people in the center of the street, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat, his hands and feet trembling.
"It... it... it's him!!"
"That's right, it's that man!!"
The people next to him gathered around, looking curious.
"Who is it?!"
Passerby A wailed and screamed with a mournful face: "It's that guy!"
"The guy who made us have to end up here!!"
"The master of the Magic Guild" 'Fairy Tail', the legendary 'Fairy Commander', Weston!!!"
"Ehhh——???!!!! "×N
The street was in an uproar, and the surrounding crowd retreated backwards as if they had seen a demon.
"Have I been recognized after all? How troublesome!"
"I didn't want to reveal my identity so early..."
Once a person becomes famous, it's really convenient to do anything.
Weston shook his head with feigned helplessness.
Precht couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"Suppress the corners of your mouth before you speak."
"I really don't know what's so proud about this."