Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 113 Thank you for your hard work

The battle is about to break out.

Ron rushed out first, his figure appeared on Andrew's left side like a black lightning, and stabbed the long knife under Andrew's raised left arm.

But a faint golden light emanated from Andrew's body, and the long sword broke in the process of advancing.

The heavy sword fell and Ron quickly retreated.

"Do you want to continue the competition?"

Andrew smiled as he looked at Ron, who no longer had any weapons in his hands.

"I admit that you are very strong. If you had a good knife, you would have pierced my heart just now." He looked at the half-broken blade stuck in his armpit and said with lingering fear.

Ron's speed was so fast that he couldn't react even though he was not in peak condition.

"I don't want to kill you."

Ron threw away the dagger in his hand and said with a smile: "Just admit defeat."

Ok?
Andrew's eyes widened.

It’s Tiangang, right?
I have a weapon in my hand, and you want me to surrender?

Even if I can't keep up with your speed, it's still a draw.

Andrew raised his heavy sword, intending to teach Ron a lesson.

boom.

The heavy sword that had just been raised fell vertically to the ground.

Andrew was stunned.

He gripped the hilt with both hands and tried to raise the heavy sword again.

Then he was horrified to find that he couldn't even lift the heavy sword.

He now only felt weak and heavy all over.

"it is this!"

Andrew suddenly looked at the half-broken blade under his armpit. It was this thing that was absorbing his energy and blood.

He threw down the heavy sword and tried to pull it out, but his body fell weakly to the ground.

The sixth-tier magic, [Derivative], transforms and stores magical power into life energy. Upon contact, it leaves a 'seed' within the target's body, which can both transmit and absorb life energy.

Everyone has basic life energy, also known as physical strength, which keeps the body functioning.

Once your physical strength is drained, no matter how capable you are, you will no longer be able to display your abilities.

Of course, contact can be deep or shallow.

If there is only superficial contact, the seeds can only remain under the skin and are easily killed. At most, they can only transmit life energy.

Only through deep contact inside the body can the seed be buried in the target's flesh and blood.

Ron's derived and blessed sword strike just now had already sent the seed into Andrew's body. With only Andrew's fifth-level strength, it was impossible for him to resist the sixth-level magic.

Ron walked slowly to Andrew.

"I lost."

Seeing Ron's calm face, Andrew realized that he had no chance of winning this competition from the beginning.

"lay down your weapon!"

After hearing Andrew's order, most of the soldiers in Silver City put down their weapons as if relieved.

A small number of soldiers who were unwilling to surrender were forced to lay down their weapons due to the situation.

The guards of Shiraki Castle immediately stepped forward to confiscate weapons and armor and took the surrendering enemy soldiers into custody.

At this point, tonight's offensive and defensive battle has come to an end.

Ron released the energy transmission of the last giant worm, and Tallulah took back all the alloy rods.

"Mr. Thomson."

Singer came over and looked at Ron with admiration in his eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work these days."

Ron looked at the seriously injured Singer, stretched out his hand and placed it on the wound on Singer's chest, transmitting life energy.

Although derivation is not a medical skill and cannot heal injuries, it can provide vitality to the body, stop the wound from worsening, and heal faster.

"Thank you, Mr. Thomson."

Feeling the life energy transmitted by Ron, Singh expressed his gratitude.

"Where's Reggie?"

After stabilizing Singer's injuries, Ron stopped and asked.

"Mr. Thomson, please go and rescue Miss Reggie."

Raphael came hurriedly at this time.

"What happened to Miss Reggie?" Singh's expression turned serious. After discovering the incident at the city gate, he immediately went to the security office to gather the guards and rushed to the city gate, unaware of what had happened at the city lord's mansion.

"Miss Reggie was captured by the traitors in White Wind City."

Raphael told the story of what happened in the City Lord's Mansion with a guilty look on his face.

"Search all residential buildings near the city gate."

Before he could finish his words, Ron gave the order.

It was impossible for the people in Baifeng City to predict that Baiyin City's operation would fail tonight. As insiders and great contributors, it was impossible for them to leave Baimu City.

They should be hiding in the nearby buildings and watching leisurely, waiting for the Silver City army to capture the White Wood City, and then running out to claim credit.

But now that they saw Silver City lose, they must be very panicked.

"found it!"

Not long after Ron gave the order, Raphael found the group from White Wind City near a residential building more than 20 meters away from the battlefield.

When Ron walked over, there were already more than a dozen bodies of White Wind City guards lying on the ground.

At this time, there were only about fifty people left on the opposite side still resisting stubbornly.

"You have no way to retreat, lay down your weapons and surrender immediately!" Raphael said sternly.

"There's no point talking to him like that." Ron stepped forward.

"Mr. Thomson."

Raphael took a step back respectfully.

"Mr. Thomson..."

Reggie heard Ron's voice and raised her head with difficulty. When she saw Ron's familiar face, she smiled with relief: "You... are finally back."

"Yeah, I'm back." Ron nodded slightly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Thompson, I didn't fulfill your request." Reggie apologized to Ron self-blamingly.

She believed that if she had not accepted the people from Baifeng City, Baimu City would not have suffered this disaster.

"It's okay, you've done a great job, leave the rest to me." Ron said with a smile.

"Have you guys had enough chatting?"

Eamon said angrily at being ignored.

"Your name is Eamon, isn't it?"

Ron asked calmly.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Eamon grabbed Reggie's throat with one hand and held a dagger in the other, threatening: "Open the city gate and let us go, or I will kill her."

Surrender is impossible.

He knew very well that his behavior of taking advantage of others' trust and acting as a spy would hardly end well.

"Don't worry about me, Mr. Thompson, we can't let them go." Reggie shouted with all his strength.

"Shut up!"

Eamon swung his fist and hit Reggie in the face.

And at the moment when he was distracted, Ron saw the opportunity and took action, and the darkness became his perfect protective color.

Before Amon's fist touched Reggie's cheek, he saw a flash of cold light, and then he felt his hand become much lighter.

He looked down blankly.

I discovered that it wasn’t that the object in my hand had become lighter, but that… I had no hands!

His arms were cut off in an instant, and blood spurted out from the broken ends like a fountain, drawing scarlet arcs in the air.

"Ah! My hands..." Eamon let out a shrill scream. He looked at his empty arms, his eyes full of fear and despair, and he kept cursing.

"Mr. Thomson..."

Reggie stared at Ron's face right in front of him and called out weakly.

"Thank you for your hard work, have a good rest."

Ron held Reggie horizontally in his arms and spoke softly.

"Um…"

Reggie responded weakly, then fell asleep in Ron's arms.

"Leave a few and ask them how they escaped supervision."

Ron walked past Raphael, holding Reggie.

"As ordered!"

(End of this chapter)