Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys

Capítulo 1324: Chapter 447: Serpent Feast Prayer

A few minutes ago, just after Bostaf jumped off the airship.

The shuttle-shaped airship hovering mid-air immediately dropped more than ten fast-ropes, and numerous fully armed personnel slid down continuously from the airship.

Judging by their attire, some of them appeared to be members of the slave capturing team, planning to surround the pure-blood elf and centaur who had just been rescued, led by a burly man.

However, the current battle situation left them all dumbfounded!

Many rubbed their eyes repeatedly in disbelief.

Because they saw the almost invincible Lord Bostaf being pierced through the heart by the enemy’s lance, pinned to the ground.

For those familiar with Bostaf, the shock was unparalleled!

They knew Bostaf had spent years with the slave capturing team, achieving brilliant feats before being transferred to the Imperial City, and not long after that, he was reportedly promoted to Epic level!

Yet here and now, such a renowned figure was slain on the spot.

How could this be possible?

Especially for Zoile, one of the slave capturing team captains, whose face turned pale with a twitching mouth, feeling completely numb!

He, more informed than his subordinates, could better appreciate the terrifying combat prowess of Rein, who had bested both Lord Bostaf and the Secret Snake Sect’s Vice Pope Quirut!

How could two Epic-level warriors fail to take down this Rein?

Zoile stood in a daze for a long moment before finally regaining his senses, furtively scanning around before quietly retreating to the back of the team.

He intended to flee immediately!

Staying meant a certain death.

At this moment, a slightly teasing voice emerged: “Sir, where are you planning to go?”

The speaker was Lambert, who had just taken the potion given by Rein; under the dual effects of the special detoxification potion and the super healing potion, his injuries were almost completely healed.

“Whoosh!” The subordinates, including those from the slave capturing team, simultaneously turned their horrified eyes towards their captain.

“It’s all a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding! We are part of the slave capturing team and have nothing to do with the present company,” Zoile laughed awkwardly and said repeatedly.

“Oh? Then wait here; by the way, there are your men on the airship, right? Send a message for the airship to land quickly.”

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t feel bad if I have to test whether this long-range airship can withstand my sword.”

Lambert swiftly swung his sword, and with a dazzling flash, he chopped a fleeing slave capturing team member into two halves.

“Quick, have the airship land beside us!” Zoile said, his eyes twitching as he looked at Lambert.

From that single strike, he realized Lambert’s formidable strength.

Another monstrously tough individual, probably just a step away from Epic level.

Damn, what luck!

It is rare enough to encounter such characters, and now they appear one after another!

“Very well!”

“Then let’s wait here; Lord Rein will soon finish his next battle.”

Lambert, seeing the opponent complying, nodded with a smile as the airship was slowly landing beside them, returning his arms to a folded position to continue observing.

Currently, only Rein and Quirut remained on the battlefield.

Quirut, intending to save Bostaf earlier, didn’t expect him to die so swiftly!

This made his massive serpent body, after advancing halfway, shrink back and coil into place.

Quirut could naturally sense the powerful energy fluctuations from Rein’s transformation, now even greater than his own; the irregular energy rings circulating like currents around Rein’s body surface constituted his energy field.

At this moment, even applying his Absolute Domain offered no possibility of suppression against him.

What about hand-to-hand combat?

Quirut took another look at Rein’s increasingly robust form and found it to be a risky venture!

“In that case, it looks like there’s only one way!”

Just as Quirut made his decision, his expression suddenly froze.

Because he saw Rein, after finishing off Bostaf, did not immediately turn to attack him but instead took a step forward, approaching the dead Dragon-man.

“What is he doing?”

Quirut was puzzled!

The next second, Rein’s sharp dragon claw pierced into the chest of the deceased Bostaf with a ‘puff’, blood splattering everywhere!

Witnessing this scene, many in the vicinity, both enemy and ally, gasped in horror.

Clearly, the opponent was already dead, and this post-mortem desecration seemed overly brutal.

“Is Lord Rein confirming whether the opponent is truly dead? That shouldn’t be necessary; it’s redundant,” Lambert thought to himself.

After all, at their level of power, whether the opponent was thoroughly dead could be sensed with slight perception, leaving no need for such actions.

Beside him, Anna, holding Aisha, did not find anything wrong. She naturally assumed that Rein had his reasons, perhaps the opponent wasn’t entirely dead, and doing this was for safety assurance, among other things.

Love is blind, so to speak.

One finds various reasonable or unreasonable explanations for their partner.

Upon witnessing this, Quirut felt a chilling fear at Rein’s increasing coldness and brutality, his massive serpentine eyes glinting as a ferocious expression flashed across his face.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he subtly repositioned himself, slithering slowly to the center of a gigantic apparatus nearby.