Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength
Chapter 394 - 391: The Awakening Man

Chapter 394: Chapter 391: The Awakening Man

"There’s someone beneath the ground on this side!"

A shout was immediately followed by people from the ruin rushing towards Ronald, among them an investigator loudly instructed:

"Continue with your previous tasks, we’ll handle this side!"

"..."

Soon, Ronald led the leaders of both the investigative bureau and the church to the side of the bell tower and then firmly pointed at the rubble beneath his feet.

"There’s someone buried under here, I’m absolutely certain."

"There’s no mistake."

"..."

Hearing Ronald’s assessment, the church priest and the head of the investigators tacitly looked up, their gazes interlocking in the air.

"We didn’t find any traces of our followers’ spells."

"Our investigation just now didn’t reveal anything unusual on this side either."

"..."

The priest and the investigator each articulated their findings in brief remarks.

What followed was a sudden tense atmosphere over the ruins.

If the person buried beneath was a clergy member who had been attacked, there was no reason for the victim to evade the church’s search.

Likewise, the investigative bureau hadn’t noticed this individual’s presence.

This implied that the person, or some other people, buried in the ruins didn’t want the investigative bureau to discover this buried individual.

Considering the current situation,

The one buried below is likely an enemy!

"..."

A brief silence hung in the air until the head of the investigators finally spoke,

"Prepare your respective defenses, let’s dig the person out first."

"No matter the outcome, we can’t leave him buried down there any longer."

Ronald snapped his fingers lightly, the church priest clutched a crucifix and murmured a prayer, and as the initiator of the action, the investigator also called a few subordinates to join forces and start focusing on clearing this side.

When a hard slab was lifted.

The man buried under the ruins appeared.

He was a man in his thirties, and Ronald and the others noticed that although the man remained motionless.

Magic enveloped the man beside him, protecting his safety.

This was also the reason he hadn’t been crushed by the slabs.

The ’Fury’ power indicated that the man was truly unconscious, so Ronald warned,

"This guy has lost consciousness, just be cautious of autonomous spell counterstrikes."

"I’ll handle it then," the chief investigator jumped into the shallow pit just cleared without hesitation.

Fingers joined to form a blade, a layer of red magic enveloped his palm, and he chopped down toward the man’s waist.

Crack—

The man’s original defenses shattered instantly.

Along with several automatic defensive spells, they were also immediately destroyed by this blade-hand.

And then, his palm struck viciously at the man’s waist.

"Ah ah ah—"

The unconscious man suddenly opened his eyes, immediately letting out a wail.

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

The investigator ’helped’ the man regain consciousness.

At the same time, corresponding restrictions were immediately applied to him.

Deliberately waiting a few breaths, the investigator waved and patted the wailing man on the ground again.

"Alright, start talking now."

"What’s your name, who do you serve, and what was the purpose of this mission?"

"..."

The investigator ceased his tormenting spell and also posed his questions.

But the struggling man stopped and, lying sideways on the ground, stared blankly at the ruins in front of him, muttering:

"Ca... Carter..."

"I didn’t get Saint Carter...."

Hearing these clearly delirious words, the nearby church priest couldn’t stay patient any longer. He jumped down into the ruins and grabbed the man by the neck lifting him up:

"Tell me, who told you the location of Saint’s relics?"

"What exactly is your purpose?"

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"..."

Being strangled by the priest,

the man’s skin on his face visibly reddened due to lack of oxygen.

However, in such a desperate situation, this man, who was initially delirious, had eyes that broke free from confusion. In less than two seconds, his confused expression turned to tension and concern, until a vicious smile hung on his lips.

"I want... to know... your purpose..."

"Why don’t you... ask... your own... god...!"

Seeing the man speak, the priest slightly loosened his grip to let him catch his breath, then clenched the man’s hand again and applied force.

"Listen, speak honestly now..."

Buzz—

Suddenly, an unexpected magic fluctuation erupted from the man and rapidly spread around.

This magic was relatively weak in strength but very swift in transmission.

Faced with this sudden change,

the investigator in the pit didn’t hesitate to jump out and promptly lay flat on the ground in a standard explosion-avoidance posture:

"Be careful, I’ve sealed the curse on him!"

"Something’s not right!"

"..."

Reminded, the priest’s eyes narrowed, and he instinctively let go of the man and stepped back.

However...

Nothing else happened.

As the man’s body was thrown onto the ground, the rapidly spreading fluctuation gradually faded into the square’s air.

There was no mutual suicide attack, nor any special counterattack spell that appeared.

The man’s actions were as if meant solely to provoke.

"Cough cough—"

At this time, the still immobile man coughed a few times, his eyes gleaming fiercely as he lay on the ground.

"It’s worth it having you big shots as burial companions."

"Today’s still counted as a good day..."

Not an attack originating from this man himself, but still a manner that seemed intent on dragging everyone to their demise?

To say something so confident from such a desperate mouth.

Isn’t that too bold?

...

Watching everything unfolding in front of him,

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

In a moment, his excellent vision helped him discern the situation.

The cracked crystal in the chest of the stone giant, which originally had a fissure in the center of its body, had unknowingly reassembled, and the monster’s body made of mud and stones also began to self-repair the cracks.

The man’s spell just now wasn’t an attack.

He wanted to reactivate the stone giant to confront all the enemies in the square!

Looking at the other party’s attitude and the information previously shared by Spencer, this was probably a rather powerful spell...

Thinking this, Ronald turned his head back to check on his side.

The glance he took happened to meet the gaze of the man lying in the ruined pit.

On one side was a struggling gaze full of bloodshot eyes.

On the other, a helpless look with slightly furrowed brows.

"..."

"It’s too late, you’ve discovered it too late!"

"You can’t stop it, the natural giant has repaired the damage and will only become more powerful!"

"Today you all will die here..."

"..."

The man’s voice began to diminish and eventually fade away.

Because he saw Ronald in front of him, always watching him with a calm gaze.

Where’s the necessary tension and fear?

Doesn’t this man standing above understand his current situation?

Above the ruins, watching the man with an expression of ’I haven’t sacrificed in vain, you all owe me burial,’ Ronald then slowly spoke:

"Are you done?"

"If you are done, just lie there and watch carefully."

"How your so-called ’natural giant’ is dismantled by this human!"

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