Mystic Overlord: Reading Gives Strength-Chapter 1146 - 1140: Second Round of Visitors

Judgment for such a criminal.

Anywhere else, it should be a delightful event.

But on [Anluo Island], where two cultist magicians perform such a drama, Ronald always feels something is amiss.

The cultist magicians below indeed deserve to die.

But the mayor Moyeta, who is passing the judgment, could it be...

"Boss, something's happened!"

During Ronald's silence, the cultist magicians below have already been tied to the second noose of the gallows.

However, as people were watching the execution and preparing to pay for the second auction, a frantic figure ran over from the end of the street, interrupting everything with his shouting.

"What do you mean, can't you see we're handling serious business here!"

Moyeta, presiding over the execution, was very displeased.

He turned his head to look at the cultist magicians, who were still struggling energetically after being hanged for two minutes, then focused back on his subordinate running below.

"If what you're about to say doesn't convince me."

"Then you'll be the next to hang!"

"Sir, it's not good, something really bad has happened!" Normally, these words would be enough to scare Moyeta's subordinates, but today, he continued with a tense expression, "It's [Greed], that group from Greed is attacking!"

"What?!"

Moyeta immediately turned to look at Ronald behind him.

After Ronald shrugged, indicating he was not involved, Moyeta breathed a sigh of relief.

"Speak, how many people from [Greed] are there? What's the current situation."

The cultist magician below quickly replied:

"They came ashore in a small boat, just five people!"

"But the leader is a formidable Nicholas, our brothers really couldn't stop them at all!"

"..."

"Nicholas?!"

Moyeta stood up directly, his serious demeanor proving his current thoughts.

"Rani, Fulran, you two keep an eye on this guy, make sure he gets executed obediently."

"The rest, come with me!"

After instructing his subordinates, Moyeta didn't care about the citizens left in the square, he hastily led a dozen cultist magicians towards the docks.

During this, the mayor did take a look at Ronald.

But after weighing the strength of both sides, he wisely said nothing more, just nodded slightly without further conversation.

...

Ronald and Gwendolin exchanged a glance at the spot.

There was no need for them to think much about it, they quickly followed the cultist magicians' group, heading towards the docks of [Anluo Island].

With a population of over ten thousand, [Anluo Island] is undoubtedly not a small town.

But due to the constraints of reality, the port here is quite outdated, mainly supporting the comings and goings of fishing boats and merchant ships. Even a large displacement multi-masted sailing ship would struggle to be accommodated here.

As for the future...

The planning of [Anluo Island] is actually decent.

The construction plan for a large port has already been made and started executing; it's just that the progress has barely begun.

Thus, on this ancient and outdated dock.

A platinum figure stood, with a path paved by blood and corpses behind him.

No cultist magician on the dock could stop Nicholas's advance.

Under the starry night, the elegant figure seemed to dance alone, each steady step forward pushing the enemy closer to death and allowing him to advance.

And behind him.

The other four [Greed] casters followed.

They didn't need to help their companion; just quietly supporting from the back was sufficient to ensure stability on the field.

This situation persisted until the team of five reached the dock.

Looking around, there was no caster left standing.

Only those who rushed over from the square, Moyeta and his men, were glaring at the [Greed] casters.

"..."

"Patricia..."

Meanwhile, Ronald, who had also arrived, muttered the name of [Greed]'s leading figure from the shadows of a more distant street.

So it was someone he knew well.

It made sense for Patricia to lead the team from the [Greed] fleet ashore to investigate the situation. After all, as the strongest of Nicholas's generation, she was an extremely suitable candidate in terms of capability and wisdom.

As for the current situation, it wasn't hard to understand.

Even if Patricia's group only came up with the intention of exploring, meddling with these insane cultist magicians could ignite an unexpected escalation in the situation.

At this moment, the leading Moyeta began to speak.

Though he himself was a cultist magician, his demeanor when addressing was quite proper and restrained.

"Miscreants of [Greed], I am Moyeta, the governor of [Anluo Island]."

"Why do you come here and kill at our docks?"

"Shut up, cultist magician!" Patricia raised her longsword, directly pointing it at the other side. Her voice was sharp and filled with determination, devoid of hesitation, "Do you think we didn't discover you extracting ordinary people's souls as sacrifices?"

The moment Patricia spoke, an investigator behind her responded:

"In Southampton, you set up such a ritual to extract souls. We might have overlooked it the first time, but for it to happen a second time, don't think you can hide it from us!"

As the investigator's words landed, he released the spell he had prepared.

With a splash, a wooden stake originally placed on the dock was directly blown apart.

At this point, the evil magic power contained within began to overflow.

An array, enveloping the small town of [Anluo Island] and quite concealed, was also dispelled.

Just as the investigator described.

This place indeed had a sacrificial array buried by the cultist magicians, and it was precisely revealed by these professionals.

"..."

Facing this irrefutable evidence.

The casters from [Greed] had already determined the reality unilaterally.

Although they initially came with the intention of intelligence gathering, considering the cultist magicians' behavior—this investigation had turned into a punitive expedition against these mad dangers!

On the dock, the battle between the cultist magicians and [Greed] casters was imminent.

Meanwhile, in the dark street further away, Gwendolin asked Ronald:

"Ronald, are you going to help?"

"If my information is correct, this Miss Nicholas is someone you wish to take care of, right?"

"With Patricia around, there's no need for me to interfere."

Ronald didn't care at all about Gwendolin's inquiry, confidently watching the battlefield:

"Even if the enemy is an original possessor, in close combat, they would never be her match."

The situation on the dock was exactly as Ronald had predicted.

After the standoff ended.

Patricia, wielding the longsword, charged directly at Moyeta with her swiftly moving figure!