My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 670 - 412: Three of the Red Race_2

Chapter 670: Chapter 412: Three of the Red Race_2

Owen Bertram pointed at the others: "Each of you, cover a direction. I don’t want any of them to escape!"

"Understood!"

Glenn Mitchell, Catherine, and Leroy Baker guarded three other directions, with Bart standing behind Owen, watching the battle from a distance. He saw the tall, skilled female warrior hold her spear upside down, taking big steps toward the main entrance of the courtyard. The spearhead ploughed a straight trench on the brick road, scattering sparks and making a chiming sound.

In the courtyard, Dawud suddenly cocked his ear, "What’s that noise?"

The others who were taking inventory and moving goods also stopped. In the brief silence, a loud bang was heard. The two doors shattered, with wooden shards and metal parts flying around like broken shrapnel. A large proportion of the merchant team in the courtyard cried out in pain and fell.

A great spear rotated at high speed, wrapped in a dense aura that flew in through the broken door, making a whooshing sound. It landed heavily on a wagon in the center of the courtyard, smashing the wagon before piercing the ground.

A terrifying white wave rolled out in all directions like an enormous ring-shaped python. The remaining merchant team members were also blasted away, crashing into the surrounding walls.

Only Dawud, who had grabbed the pendant on his neck during the instant the door exploded, was not affected. The pendant was carved with the figure of a person struggling in pain amidst flames.

An illusory black flame engulfed him, protecting him from the damage caused by the door explosion. At the same time, Dawud’s other hand crushed a talisman belonging to the Wood Dynasty’s cultivation system.

After three waves of attacks, only Dawud was still standing in the courtyard. He was forced to lean heavily against a wall, and the illusory flame emitted by the pendant had been reduced to a thin layer. Dawud’s eyes were filled with terror, fearing it was the Power of the Five Mountains.

Owen Bertram wasn’t worried about the battle. He knew exactly how powerful a Fifth Great Realm combination was. While Greystone and his people might seem helpless in the Magic Wave, it was only because the Magic Wave’s level was too high. In a normal environment, someone in the Fifth Great Realm would be invincible.

With one spear launching three waves of attack, Greystone followed by stepping into the courtyard, his eyes coldly fixated on Dawud, and his voice icy like a knife: "Kneel down and surrender, or I’ll show you no mercy!"

After much hesitation, Dawud finally obediently knelt down, deeply regretful. He should not have stayed in Wood Dynasty for these few extra days. When the Red Clan went missing, the Nanni people should have also fled the Wood Dynasty as quickly as possible!

Just as Dawud knelt down, a long aura suddenly flew from the north, with an Emei Stinger in the middle. It had sharp ends and six loops of blaze surrounding it, heading straight towards Dawud’s courtyard.

A voice followed: "What kind of bandit dares to attack the merchant teams of friendly nations? Don’t you think the Horizon Bureau has no people?"

Leroy Baker, who was guarding the north, watched the magical instrument attack with disdain. These so-called friendly nation merchant teams had made so much money from the Wood Dynasty, and their profits even dared to rival the Baker family’s, simply courting death.

He rummaged through his chest and took out a ball of silk thread. With a toss, he transformed it into a fishing net that expanded and covered half of Sidon City!

The Emei Stinger couldn’t escape no matter how much it dodged, eventually getting caught and tightened in the fishing net. Leroy Baker pulled it down, and the stinger landed in his hand.

Leroy Baker checked it and sneered, "It’s just a Tire-4 magical artifact. I thought the affluent Sidon City would have some better things for the Lord."

A furious shout came from the north again: "How dare you!"

A figure broke through the air, full of radiance, appearing above the courtyard and shouted, "I am the Lord of the Horizon Bureau of Sidon City, Felix! Whoever dares to commit evil acts in Sidon City will be captured by the Horizon Bureau no matter where they escape to!"

Owen Bertram glanced at the man who was a Fourth Great Realm, snorted coldly, knowing that the East Prison Town Comfort Office was already rotten to the core. The Red Clan and Nanni people could penetrate the Wood Dynasty and gather all kinds of intelligence only because of their collusion.

Owen said discontentedly, "Leroy Baker, that’s your area. What are you waiting for?"

Leroy Baker grinned and said, "As long as I have your permission, sir."

He threw the fishing net once more. Felix was surprised that someone dared to ignore the threat of the Horizon Bureau and tried to capture him openly. He screamed and turned to run. The protection money he earned from Nanni nation merchant teams every year was not worth risking his life for, merely lending his support was good enough.

Felix didn’t expect that the person below would not let him go and even had the ability to capture him.

Before Felix had flown a hundred meters, the giant fishing net covered half of the sky, capturing him as it tightened. No matter how hard Felix tried using his divine skills and magical instruments, he couldn’t break free from the net.

"Fifth Great Realm!" Felix’s heart turned cold as he realized that the laughing young man was actually a Fifth Great Realm cultivator!

Leroy Baker dragged Felix back, while Greystone had also captured Dawud. Dawud had crushed a talisman to send a distress signal, and the Sidon City Lord had promptly come to the rescue, only to be captured as well.