In fact, Hao Ren was glad that he had survived the attack, but it did not mean that he was completely relaxed.
His shield was not indestructible. In fact, the capacity of the shield had been declining in the battle just now.
Although the sword-wielding Death Warriors were using ordinary cold weapons, their combat strength could still be described as astonishing. Collow had its own special power system. Here, mortals could also gain superhuman strength through special training and energy infusion. The power of the swords filled with energy was no less than that of ordinary werewolves or demon hunters on Earth. Some of these people's special skills could also bring considerable damage. Hao Ren was immune to most magic in the Plane of Dreams, but he was not immune to damage other than magic. So the attacks of these black warriors were full of damage to him.
If he was besieged by twice as many of these warriors, and he did not have time to prepare various weapons of mass destruction, he would have to run away.
But the arrangement of these warriors was wrong. Their trump card was not a warrior, but a spellcaster — a combat wizard with zero lethality for Hao Ren.
In fact, there was no problem with these people's arrangement. In Collow, the most lethal combat profession had always been the magic unit, especially the wizard. Although the wizard was physically weak and could not be trained as an assassin, when it came to a well-prepared trap, only the wizard could almost 100% kill the ambushed target. This was because the warriors of Collow had a single means of attack and lacked the ability to control the field. Wizards, on the other hand, had a variety of magic skills that could bury the enemy under endless spells. So they had always been the main attackers in the ambush. Melee units such as the warriors were usually used to provide the wizard with the opportunity to cast spells.
If they had not encountered a freak who was immune to magic, they would have been killed.
Most of the warriors had been destroyed in the battle and the disintegrating rays just now. The remaining three warriors were obviously no threat. Except for Lamore, the rest of the wizards had died due to the exhaustion of magic power. The ambush was finally over, but Hao Ren still had many questions to figure out.
He looked around and frowned at once. Earl Willie was gone.
That earl was obviously the mastermind behind everything. From his previous remarks, this "young talent" was definitely a dark element hidden within the kingdom. Hao Ren could vaguely guess some things, but he was still confused. However, this earl was obviously not as brave as his subordinates. Not long after the battle began, he seemed to have slipped away.
The chaotic battlefield attracted Hao Ren's attention. He didn't even know when "Mr. Count" ran away.
In the end, he could only look at Lamore and the three soldiers.
The old wizard had suffered two consecutive impacts of the exhaustion of magic power and the poison of the Abyssal Drop. At this time, he had lost most of his life. He collapsed to the ground under the protection of the three soldiers, his face as pale as paper and his body trembling. Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. When the three soldiers saw Hao Ren looking at them, they immediately raised their swords. But at this moment, their behavior was no longer as brave as before. It was more like an instinctive reaction under panic.
A monster that was immune to Forbidden Magic was beyond the psychological endurance of the men of sacrifice. Even the brainwashing education they received could not make them muster their courage anymore.
"You must not have thought of this before," Hao Ren said condescendingly as he came up to Lamore.
Lamore no longer had the strength to move, but he didn't panic either. Perhaps he knew that it was useless to panic, so he simply said indifferently, "You're not an ancient guardian at all. What are you?"
Hao Ren raised his eyebrows. "Why do you say I'm not? Have you seen a real ancient guardian? "
"I haven't seen it, but when the ancestors of the church destroyed the Cassouin Grand Temple a thousand years ago, they didn't see any magic-immune freaks …" Lamore said, coughing violently. "Ahem … This … This is not the power that mortals should have. You are a monster that goes against the laws of the world … Ha, so you are actually similar to us …"
Hao Ren frowned. "The church? You? Who the hell are you? Why did you attack me? "
Lamore's expression finally changed at this time. "You really don't know?"
Hao Ren shrugged. "How would I know? I only know that you were up to no good from the beginning."
"Could it be that Veronica is just a …" Lamore blurted out subconsciously, but he swallowed the second half of the sentence. Instead, he smiled sadly. "Heh … I didn't expect this. Fate, fate in chaos, is really a cruel thing. Our years of accumulation and management have been inexplicably ruined."
"It seems that I've been involved in a big conspiracy. Even if I'm just passing by, I'm still a victim," Hao Ren said expressionlessly. He then took out a few sets of shackles from his dimensional pocket. "Forget it. Anyway, when I go back, I can ask Veronica and her father to investigate. They will definitely be happy to have someone to help them find you, the kingdom's parasites. These things were originally prepared for Willie, but that Count ran quite fast. I guess I can only use them on you guys. "
Lamore was stunned when he saw the shackles, and then he finally realized a problem. "You … You were prepared?! You didn't … "
"I've never believed Willy's bullshit." Hao Ren grinned. "I'm just here to see what kind of surprise he has in store for me. I don't know why I've been set up when I've just arrived here. Ha, Wolfwalker? To think that Sir Count could come up with this. To think that he even tried his best to make this story as ambiguous as possible so that no one could find any fault with it. "
Lamore looked at Hao Ren as if he had seen a ghost. "How could it be … There should be no loopholes in this story! We're sure that it matches all your descriptions, and there are no unnecessary details to see through! Who are you … "
"It's very simple. There is no so-called Wolfwalker from a thousand years ago in this world." Hao Ren looked at the black-robed wizard. "At first, I did waver for a moment. I thought there really was a werewolf in this world who looked like my friend, but the closer you got to what I said, the more I didn't believe it. When you finally took out the portrait, I completely understood that it was just a scam. It wasn't easy for you guys either. It wasn't easy to edit such a photo without Photoshop, right? "
Lamore just looked at him coldly, and the old wizard didn't say another word.
It seemed that he didn't know what PS was.
"It seems that you're not going to say anything. Let me guess." Hao Ren glanced at the three warriors next to him with cold eyes, making them not dare to act rashly. He then turned to look at Lamore. "You just mentioned Veronica's name, so you want to deal with me not because of my identity as an 'ancient guardian', but because of Her Highness?"
"…"
"Then you just need to think about my relationship with Her Highness. What have I done … Ah, because of my intervention, Veronica, who should have died in the Land of Chaos, returned unscathed. I think this must have ruined someone's plan, and this' someone 'is you. So you think I'm a huge threat, and you even think that I'm here to sabotage your plan? " Hao Ren touched his chin and said to himself, "Wait, this doesn't seem right. The reason is not sufficient. You should have a bigger and clearer motive to explain your big lineup. It's not easy to set up a count-level 'chess piece' in the kingdom's top officials. I don't believe that a person like Willie will be your consumable."
"…"
"I think you should know what happened to Princess Ania and Prince Andrew. Hmm, it seems to be connected when I think about it. You seem to have quite a big appetite. What do you want? Power? Status? The whole country? Or do you just want to subvert it? Your actions seem to be irrational. I'm getting more and more curious. "
The black-robed Lamore finally spoke. He sneered disdainfully, "Hmph, I thought you were really a master who knew everything. It turns out that you're just a common man. You don't know anything at all."
"Don't talk to me like a commoner." Hao Ren smacked his lips. "My status is much higher than yours. I have an ID card."
After that, he picked up the super-alloy shackles and looked at the warriors next to him. "You guys, do you want to cuff yourselves, or do you want me to do it? Oh, you probably don't know how to use this … "
Before Hao Ren could finish speaking, he saw the three warriors' bodies suddenly tremble, and then they fell to the ground.
He was shocked and hurried forward to check, only to find that all three of them had died. They had shattered their internal organs with some special technique, which should be a suicide skill specially trained by people like them.
"F * ck, they're dead?!" Hao Ren was stunned. Then, he suddenly came to his senses and grabbed Lamore's neck. "Don't you dare die! Do you believe that I can keep your brain alive just by digging it out? "
Lamore coughed and said, "Ahem … Don't worry … I don't have the strength to kill myself."
Hao Ren couldn't believe the old wizard's words. This was the last survivor he had, so he quickly cuffed the old man and activated the nerve suppressor on the shackles. This way, the old man couldn't kill himself even if he wanted to.
While he was doing all this, he suddenly saw dust rising in the distance from the corner of his eye. A group of cavalry was running here, wearing the emblem of the Taros royal family.
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