Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys

Chapter 427: Chapter 207: I Guess He’s Pretty Much Done For! (Two-in-One Mega Chapter)_4

Although the opponent was beaten to the brink of death, he still refused to disclose any information related to the Sea God Sect.

The fanaticism of the cultists towards their faith is unimaginable to ordinary people!

Rein thought about it, perhaps, for such cultists, the navy might have more targeted methods to pry open their mouths.

However…

Rein was not without his gains.

He glanced at the system notifications that had just flooded his screen:

[Your Skill “Tokkal Hammer Technique” has gained an increase, Experience +698]

[Your Skill “Giant Bear Sword Technique” has gained an increase, Experience +466]

[Your Skill “Kadar Martial Arts” has gained an increase, Experience +423]

[Your Skill “High-Temperature Field” has gained an increase, Experience +26]

[Your Skill “Blazing Light” has gained an increase, Experience +17]

…

[You have undergone a battle, “Knight (Transcendent)” Experience +285, “Wizard Apprentice (Transcendent)” Experience +151]

“Kadar Martial Arts” has reached lv5 (1010/2000), progressing well over half!

Because just now in the cave, Rein was punching, forcibly knocking down the opponent.

And in that battle, Rein also used a lot of witchcraft, so the experience reward for “Wizard Apprentice (Transcendent)” was quite considerable, now reaching lv5 (1670/2000).

To prevent the opponent from using magic, Rein tore off a piece of rag and stuffed it into Myarco’s mouth.

At the same time, he tied Myarco’s entire body up like a rice dumpling, considering for a moment, Rein then stepped forward and swung his hammer at Myarco’s legs for two heavy hits.

“Crack!”

“Snap!”

Only to see Myarco, due to the severe pain, his eyes bulging out and his mouth ‘wooing’ as if trying to shout something, but at this moment, he could only endure it all by himself.

Rein looked at Myarco’s knees, now severely twisted and deformed, and nodded in satisfaction.

The opponent was indeed capable of running; this back and forth had probably wasted at least half an hour of his time.

However, capturing such a ‘high-value’ target was overall very worthwhile.

Holding the rope in hand, Rein jumped onto his horse, dragging Myarco along as he sped towards the meeting place he had agreed upon with Mary.

As for why he didn’t carry Myarco on the back of the saddle, it was mainly because Rein considered the weird tactics of the cultists, letting the opponent be too close always bore certain risks.

Maintaining a certain safety distance was indeed necessary.

….

On the side of the task force’s carriage.

A green bird descended from the sky and circled around Vinica several times, Vinica immediately brightened her eyes and turned her head, saying, “Major Mary, a group of people are approaching us fast, it looks like a battle is unavoidable.”

“Hmm? A group of people? What did ‘Green Emerald’ say?” Mary couldn’t help but change her expression.

Clearly, if ‘Green Emerald’ issued a warning, it definitely was not an ordinary merchant caravan.

“‘Green Emerald’ said, many… fast… and there are bows…”

“In that case, I’ll send ‘White Seagull’ to have a look.” Vinica uttered a spell, and immediately, two white seagulls flew rapidly towards the direction warned by ‘Green Emerald.’

Half a minute later, suddenly, Vinica’s expression changed, and she exclaimed, “One of my white seagulls has been shot dead!”

“No! Now two of them!”

Although the white seagulls were not Vinica’s contract animals and their death didn’t affect her, their demise, having been her close companions, still infuriated her.!

Meanwhile, Mary seemed to have thought of something.

Hmm? Two white seagulls shot dead?

Skilled in archery?

Could it be that guy?

Mary’s pretty face suddenly became stern, and she immediately issued an order, saying, “All units on alert, enemy incoming, it’s very likely…”

At that moment, a group appeared around the corner of the road, with the leader being a one-eyed man carrying an exaggeratedly large bow, followed by more than twenty stout men on horses.

“It is indeed ‘The Bloody Shooter’ Phil Kraz!”

“This is bad!”

Mary frowned tightly.

However, Vinica next to her did not think so, instead showing slight excitement as she said, “This is ‘The Bloody Shooter’? I didn’t go looking for him, but he came right to our doorstep. And he killed my white seagulls!”