Richard looked toward Shalier at the center of Heaven's army, his expression slightly amused.
To be honest, Shalier was quite a unique existence among True God's subordinates.
Before this, True God had sent down quite a few Silver Priests to repeatedly try to sabotage the Four Mountains project, but basically none had returned—he dealt with every one that came.
Among them, Shalier was the exception.
The other Silver Priests were practically disposable goods. The moment they appeared, before they had time to inflict any real damage on the Four Mountains factories, they exited the stage in resentment under his attacks. The stronger ones could at least leave behind a name, like Lei Qie Er, Mi Jialuo, and Lu Xike. The weaker ones were killed in a single blow, unable to leave even their names behind.
Shalier was different. Apart from successfully escaping unscathed during his first operation, he had carried out two more probing sabotage attempts afterward.
Though he had not succeeded again, he had not left his life behind either. Almost every time, the moment he sensed something was wrong, he fled at once. His decisiveness and speed in escaping made him difficult even for Richard to stop.
This gave Richard an impression of Shalier: perhaps the man was not especially formidable, but his skill at running away was first-rate.
Someone like that could obviously live for a long time under normal circumstances. However, Richard did not intend to let him keep living today. It would be best to deal with him together with Heaven's army, lest there be future trouble.
Looking at Shalier and his gleaming bald head, Richard spoke. "Where are your companions, Mr. Shalier? Where are the rest of the Silver Priests? Could it be that the Silver Priests under True God are down to only