Chapter 391: The Man Who Woke Up

"There's still people down there here!"

With a shout, someone from the ruins immediately walked towards Ronald's side, and the people from the Investigation Bureau did not forget to give a loud order:

"You guys continue with the previous work, we'll handle it here!"

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Soon, Ronald led the leaders of the Bureau of Investigation and the Church to the side of the bell tower, and then pointed to the ruins at his feet with great certainty.

"There's someone buried down here, I'm pretty sure."

"You can't go wrong."

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Hearing Ronald's judgment, the priest of the church and the head of the inquisitors looked up in tacit agreement, and then their eyes crossed in the air.

"We didn't find any traces of the Catholics."

"We didn't find anything unusual here during the investigation just now."

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The priest and the investigator each gave the results in short words.

What followed was a sudden tension in the air on the ruins.

If the clergy who had been attacked were buried under the rubble, there was no reason for the victims to hide from the Church's search.

At the same time, the Investigation Bureau did not notice the existence of this guy.

This means that the person buried in the rubble, or some other person, doesn't want the Bureau to find the buried guy.

Combined with the current situation.

The guy buried underneath is probably an enemy!

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A brief silence lingered in the air, and finally the investigator spoke first:

"Do a good job of protecting themselves, let's dig people out first."

"Whatever the outcome, he can't be told to continue to be buried underneath."

Ronald snapped his fingers lightly, the church priest held the swastika in his hand and recited the prayer, and as the person who proposed the action, the investigator also called several of his subordinates to work together and began to focus on cleaning up the repairs.

After a hard stone slab was uncovered.

The man buried under the rubble appeared.

It was a man in his thirties, and Ronald had found this guy's stuff, and the other party was still in a motionless position.

And beside this man, the magic that clearly haunted him was protecting his safety.

This is also the reason why he was not crushed to death by the slate.

The power of the 'rage' reflected that the man was really in a coma, so Ronald opened his mouth to prompt:

"This guy is unconscious, just be careful of the self-discipline type spell counterattack."

"Then I'll do it." Without hesitation, the leader of the investigators jumped into the shallow pit that had just been cleared.

His fingers were put together to form a hand knife, and after a layer of red magic wrapped around his palm, he aimed at the man's waist and slashed down.

Smack-

The man's original defenses shattered in an instant.

Even a few defensive spells that automatically responded to the enemy were also immediately shattered by this hand knife.

Then, the palm fell on the opponent's waist.

"Ahhh

The unconscious man opened his eyes instantly, and then let out a wail from his mouth.

However, no matter how much he screamed, he could only roll back and forth on the ground now, unable to stand or wave his hands at all.

The investigator 'helped' the guy back to consciousness.

At the same time, the corresponding restrictions are also immediately applied to the other party.

It took a few breaths very deliberately before the investigator waved and patted the wailing man on the ground.

"Alright, let's explain it now."

"What is your name, who do you work for, and what is the purpose of this mission?"

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The investigator terminated his torture spell while also asking questions.

But the man who stopped struggling did not cooperate.

Lying on his side on the ground, he stared at the ruins in front of him with blank eyes, and still muttered:

"Card ...... Carter ......"

"I didn't get the St. Carter ......"

As soon as a few words were uttered, which were obviously delirious, the priest of the church on the side could not bear it. Jumping off the ruins, the priest grabbed the man by the neck and lifted him up:

"Say, who told you the location of the saint's relics!"

"What exactly is the purpose?"

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I was pinched like this by the priest.

The skin on the man's face was visibly congested due to lack of oxygen.

However, in such a desperate situation, the eyes of this originally delirious man were out of chaos. In less than two seconds, his confused expression turned nervous and worried, until a vicious smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Think...... Know...... Our purpose ......"

"This, how do you ...... Don't ask...... Own...... God......! ”

Seeing the man speak, the priest let go of his hand slightly to let the other party breathe, and then clamped the man's hand and exerted force again.

"Listen, now I'll be honest......"

Buzz –

Suddenly, a fluctuation of magical power that caught people off guard emanated from the man's body, and then quickly spread around.

This magic is rather weak in strength, but it is transmitted very quickly.

In the face of this sudden change.

The investigator, who was also in the pit, jumped out without hesitation, and then lay on the ground in a prostrate position to avoid the explosion:

"Be careful, I've blocked the mana on him!"

"Something is wrong!"

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The priest who was reminded shrank his eyes, and subconsciously shook off the man in his hand and stepped back.

However......

Then nothing happened.

As the man's body was thrown to the ground, the rapidly spreading fluctuations gradually disappeared into the air of the square.

There is no suicidal death, and no special counterspells appear.

This man's movements seem to be taken out to provoke people's moods.

"Ahemβ€”"

At this time, the man, who was still unable to move, coughed a few times, and his eyes were slumped on the ground with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"You big guys are going to be buried with you."

"It's worth it today......

It's not an attack from this guy himself, but he looks like he's going to drag everyone to the funeral?

Such confident words came out of such an embarrassed mouth.

It's too fearless, isn't it?

……

Look at everything that is happening in front of you.

Ronald turned his head thoughtfully and shifted his gaze to another corner of the square.

In an instant, his excellent eyesight helped him see the situation clearly.

The shattered crystal on the chest of the stone giant, which had a crack in the center of its body, had recondensed at some point, and the monster's body made of dirt and stones began to repair itself with the cracks on its body.

The man's spell just now was indeed not an attack.

He wanted to reactivate Golem and use it against all the enemies in the square!

Looking at the other party's attitude and the news revealed by Spencer before, this is probably a relatively powerful spell......

Thinking so, Ronald turned around to see what was going on on his side.

As a result, this glance happened to meet the eyes of the man lying on his stomach in the pit of the ruins.

On one side was a bloodshot gaze of struggle.

On one side is a helpless look with a slight frown.

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"It's late, it's too late!"

"You can't stop it, the giants of nature have repaired this injury and will only get stronger!"

"Today you are all going to die in ......"

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The man's voice began to decrease, and finally faded away.

Because when he saw Ronald in front of him, he always looked at him with a quiet look.

What about nervousness and fear?

The man standing on it still doesn't know his current situation?

On the ruins, looking at the man's look of 'I didn't sacrifice in vain, you all have to bury me', Ronald slowly spoke at this time:

"Are you done?"

"When you're done, just lie there and watch it."

"How did your so-called 'giant of nature' be torn down by me, a human!"