Sandro, the archaeologist, looked to be in his forties. He was dressed in the most fashionable gentleman attire in the city and held a short staff inlaid with skulls. He was looking down at Reynolds with the attitude of a victor.
"Hahahahaha!"
He looked at Reynolds, who was surrounded and had given up resisting, and laughed heartily, thinking that victory was already in his hands.
"Cranium Crusher, ever since I heard of your deeds, I expected you to come to me sooner or later, so I made all kinds of preparations half a month in advance. I didn't expect you to come knocking on my door."
"Hmph! I knew there would be a mole. You got the news from him, so you came knocking on my door, right? Unfortunately, you came too late... Today, our plan is about to succeed, and you can't do anything anymore! "
Reynolds listened and felt a little strange. What plan? What half a month in advance? Who is the mole? Is this guy talking to me or not?
Sandro saw that Reynolds did not reply and thought that he had been scared, so he continued.
"Who told you about our plan? If you are willing to tell me, I can consider giving you a dignified death... "
No... Why do I feel like this guy has misunderstood something?
Reynolds cursed in his heart, but he did not have time to think too much. He immediately replied,
"All of you, listen up. You are surrounded by me. I advise you to put down your weapons and surrender immediately, repent your sins!"
There was a burst of laughter from the surroundings.
Sandro also showed a disdainful sneer.
"Hehe, I didn't expect the legendary Cranium Crusher to be a lunatic..."
"Talking to a lunatic is a waste of time. Kill him!"
The guards stopped laughing, raised their spears, and stabbed at Reynolds as if they wanted to stab him into a beehive.
But suddenly, more than ten triangular shields appeared in front of Reynolds and spun rapidly around him, blocking the spears one by one.
"Oh? Divine Art? So you are a Paladin... "
"Unfortunately, there is a limit to divine art. I have so many people here, how long can your divine art last?"
"Kill his mule first!"
Sandro ordered with a cold smile.
Renault abruptly raised his head and retorted with great indignation.
"How can you be so evil?"
"You killed my believers and now you want to kill me. You won't even let my donkey go. You're so evil!"
"There's no need to talk about morality when dealing with an evil demon like you. Amia, let's attack together!"
"Amia, hurry up and use the water splash … Oh no, hurry up and use 100,000 horsepower!"
Upon hearing Reynolds's command, Nana's eyes turned red. She no longer maintained her sneaky posture and stood up straight. She stretched out her arms and crossed them in front of her chest, ready for battle.
However, from an outsider's point of view, it was as if a mule had stood up on its hind legs and raised its front hooves, looking as if it was about to fight with someone.
To be honest, this scene was a little comical. Even the circus couldn't train such a mule. It made people want to laugh.
But in the next second, they saw the mule's legs kick hard and charge into the crowd like a cannonball. In an instant, several guards were sent flying and fell to the ground weakly. Their chests caved in and they stopped breathing on the spot.
Then, Amia raised her arms and spread out. Her upper body spun at high speed and her huge body turned into a whirlwind of death, sweeping towards the remaining guards.
The guards were shocked. They shouted in unison, and the green evil mist rose from their bodies.
But although this mist could block divine arts and slightly strengthen their physique and strength, it could be considered as a buff.
But Reynolds had cast more than 30 divine arts on Amia. Among them, there was no lack of powerful divine arts such as Valor's Inspiration, Valor's Hymn, Divine Strength, Vanquisher's Blade, Agility, and so on. All of them were level 5.
Reynolds didn't like to use low-level divine arts. But Amia was his beloved donkey. How could he not protect her?
If these divine arts were cast on a human, they would probably lose their mind in an instant and become a tireless and fearless war machine. They wouldn't stop until they died of exhaustion.
But Amia was a magic puppet and was not affected by these side effects. She could let Reynolds do whatever he wanted.
And how could the simple strengthening effects on these guards be compared to her? Not to mention that their original strength and physical strength were not as good as Amia's magic puppet.
Therefore, even though these guards had turned green and looked rather frightening, the moment Amia touched them, the crisp sound of bones cracking and a series of wails would be heard. The guards were like weightless dust as they were blown away in batches.
They tried to fight back, but the weapons they waved and the arrows they shot seemed to have hit a stone. They only splashed out a little sparks and didn't leave any trace.
In less than a minute, the hundred or so guards who were aggressive were killed. Amia was like a terrifying meat grinder, cleaning them up like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Some people wanted to escape, but how could they compare to Amia's speed? Even the crossbowmen who were standing a little further away had their skulls crushed in its hands.
Amia, who had been blessed by Reynolds with divine arts, did not even have the flaw of being cumbersome. She was even more agile than a human and could be called a perfect war machine.
So if it wasn't for the other party forcing him, Reynolds wouldn't have wanted to use her.
And he was also wary of any tricks Zendrall had up his sleeves. He was also wary of the two sorcerers who hadn't made a move yet, so he didn't rush to make a move.
When dealing with a cunning sorcerer, he had to be extra careful, extra cautious!
On the rooftop, Zendrall was dumbfounded.
What kind of mule is this? Why is it so fierce? Is it a chimera disguised as a mule?
If a mule is so strong, how strong would a Cranium Crusher be?
Is this kid really that terrifying?
Zendrall was almost scared out of his wits. He quickly ordered the ten heavily armored elite guards to stop Reynolds, while he let the two sorcerers carry him away.
He hadn't lost yet. He still had a trump card. As long as he found that lord, be it a mule or a Cranium Crusher, they were all ants!
The two sorcerers quickly cast levitation spells, one on the left and one on the right, and flew in the direction of the ruins' excavation site.
Reynolds was stunned when he saw them escape. He quickly scolded, "Run away!
"If you can't win, then run. You can't be as bad as you!"
As he said that, he picked up a broken spear from the ground with one hand and started making hand signs with the other.
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