"Magic Casters? Hmph~ A bunch of useless trash!"
Seeing the bedraggled soldiers who had fled back, Nigulidulin's face showed a trace of disgust.
A bunch of peripheral garbage that could not even handle something this simple.
Their purpose had been to serve as bait in the trap. Now that the bait had run back, what use were they?
Most importantly, these people had just made him lose face.
Although those who had come were members of the strongest Black Scripture, they were merely the Thirteenth Seat and an auxiliary member. In terms of status, he still held an overwhelming advantage. Making a fool of himself in front of them was simply unforgivable.
(Personally, I think Nigulidulin did not know of Zetsumetsumetsu's existence. Otherwise, he would not have been so surprised to see the skeleton blow apart a Cherub, nor would he have held the level sixty-to-seventy Radiant Archangel in such high regard.)
"Captain Nigulidulin, don't be so impatient. They completed their mission, at least, didn't they?"
Just as Nigulidulin was about to do something, Xu Yue spoke up and pleaded for them.
The battered survivors immediately cast grateful looks his way.
The two Veteran Reincarnators in particular had originally been thinking that they could show off and claim some credit upon returning.
But who could have expected the Sunlight Scripture to be so overbearing? Couldn't they at least ask what they had encountered? The two of them had not even begun boasting about their performance!
Fortunately, a kindhearted person had stepped in to lend them a hand.
This was one thing the Slane Theocracy did well. Although it had many fanatics crazed by faith, it truly also had many genuinely kind people. Or perhaps it simply had the greatest number of both among all nations.
That made the two of