Suddenly, Reinâs deep voice rang out:
"Harvers, perhaps you donât know."
"What I fear the least!"
"Is a group attack!!!"
"Aaah!!!"
As Rein let out a wild roar to the sky, an incredibly loud Dragon Roar echoed across the wilderness. A massive white energy wave, visible to the naked eye, blasted from Reinâs wide-open mouth, sweeping across the surroundings in an instant.
But it wasnât over yet!
In his eight-meter-tall Dragon-man General Form, Rein wielded a dual-handed greatsword and spun rapidly for 360 degrees. Instantly, hundreds of four-cornered darts flew from the sword.
It was Reinâs long-unused swordsmanship top secret techniqueââSword Blade Stormâ!
The giant sword as wide as a door, complemented by his eight-meter-tall figure, unleashed a Sword Blade Storm of a completely different magnitude.
In a moment, the group consisting of hundreds of fearless Slippery Blade Nagas, Thick-shelled Lobster-men, and Sea God Sect monks surrounding him were cut down like wheat, falling to the ground.
The enemies closest to Rein suffered the most gruesome deaths.
As they were simultaneously struck by four-cornered darts and sound waves, their skulls exploded, and their faces or bodies were pierced by countless darts!
The enemies who previously swarmed the hills were now wiped out under Reinâs combination attack!
Only a few scattered survivors remained.
"Oh my! This... this is just too powerful!"
As the members of the Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Group showed expressions of joy, cheering for Reinâs display of prowess.
Amidst the shock, Harvers responded with a sinister smile, saying:
"Hehe, Rein, youâve fallen into a trap. Look at your feet!"
The Naga and Lobster-men corpses surrounding Rein were oozing blood, and this blood seemed to be receiving some sort of summoning, emitting a special aura.
"Great God of the Nether Sea, your followers beg...." As Harvers quickly began to recite some kind of prayer.
A kind of aura with intense pressure began to permeate the air, along with an increasingly evident sticky confinement feeling.
Reinâs pupils contracted as he suddenly recalled something.
Several months ago, when he fought the bloated Black Flame Cult Chief Priest alongside Meister, the opponent had prayed and summoned a trace of a majestic presenceâs will.
But compared to back then, Reinâs power had grown tremendously, and although he felt strong pressure, he could still endure it.
However, Rein was confident but not arrogant enough to let the opponent complete the prayer.
If the opponent summoned the attention of some great being, who knows how much power theyâd bring down.
With a slight thought, the Second Level Goddess Medal in the secret pocket on the side of his pleated shorts was triggered. A dense blue light immediately enveloped Reinâs entire body, a solidified divine arts from the Second Level Goddess MedalââDivine Protectionâ.
And Rein felt a wave of relief!
"Whoosh!"
In less than half a second, Rein appeared before Harvers, who hadnât yet finished his prayer, and swung a one-ton heavy hammer down!
"How could the power of confinement fail?!"
"You...!" Harvers was overcome with shock and anger, looking at Reinâs assault as if drenched with a bucket of ice water.
"Boom!!!"
Before he could stop the prayer to counter, he followed his deputy Eshuraâs fate, buried into the soil of the hammer pit, merging with the earth.
That aura stopped abruptly!
As for Rein, he naturally reverted from his Dragon-man General Form to his normal form.
Looking at Harvers, now turned to pulp, Rein regretted slightly.
Hit too hard.
If the opponent had any loot, it was surely destroyed, what a pity.....
"Lord Rein, are you alright? Hereâs your wizard robe." The young girl Georgia respectfully handed over the white wizard robe that Rein had previously entrusted her to keep, with both hands.
"Thank you, Iâm fine." Rein nodded slightly.
"Captain Fandar, Iâll need you to arrange the cleanup of the battlefield."
"Donât worry, Lord Rein, weâll collect your spoils for you."
"By the way, the corpses of those Sea Clan, didnât you take on the Empireâs bounty task? Remember to collect the evidence."
"Lord Rein, are... are you saying the credit for killing these Slippery Blade Nagas and Sea God Sect monks will be counted to us?" Fandar was initially stunned, but quickly realized and immediately said excitedly.
"Yes." Rein smiled and nodded.
To him, these things naturally held little significance, but for the Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Group, the meaning of risking their lives was precisely for this.
Upon hearing Reinâs words, Fandar, Georgia, and the others showed expressions of joy and excitement.
Oh my God! What a massive fortune this is!
Even without including Dune, Eshura, and Harvers, it was still enough to fill the mercenary groupâs coffers, lasting three years or more!
"Lord Rein, I represent the Ice Claw Bear Mercenary Group and want to join under your command, I wonder if you...." At this time, Fandar spoke seriously.
"Is it because youâre grateful for these things? No need." Rein waved dismissively, decisive.
"No! The Empireâs situation is becoming more turbulent. Perhaps you donât live in the Frostwind Prairie, but your power and character have deeply impressed us. Therefore, we hope to serve you efficiently and also receive your protection."