Chapter 90 Bastard! That little bastard!
Buster was awakened by the sound of shattering glass.
Despite his incredibly heavy body, he instinctively reached for his side and drew his weapon. But once he had the weapon, the creature that should have been lying obediently beside him was nowhere to be found.
Buster, still a little dazed, quickly regained his senses. He sat up and abruptly looked to his side, only to find it empty.
The spot where a lover should be lying was cold; he was covered with a blanket. Beside the bed, Reinhardt's personal aircraft was parked.
Buster's heart sank to the bottom, and he was enveloped by a fear he had never felt before.
He hurriedly got out of bed, but felt his legs were weak and his stomach was incredibly hungry. The intense discomfort from the dry mouth made him feel unbearably hot, so he simply took out the emergency nutritional and hydration supplements from his ring and drank them down.
While looking around the room, Buster tried to find Reinhardt, but his gaze was drawn to a small gemstone ring on the table.
His heart sank. He followed his intuition and checked the aircraft's trajectory. The Harlin Empire and his location were aligned in a straight line, and the aircraft came into view.
really!
The answer was confirmed. The Storm Leader's pupils shrank, and he frantically summoned his flying vehicle, heading straight for the nearest teleportation point!
The coordinates inside the aircraft were either set by Madonna or Victoria. Those two women are easily swayed; if Reinhardt were to plead, they'd be unable to resist and would help him. Buster didn't even need to guess to know it was them.
It's quite a distance from here to the Harlin Empire. Even traveling at full speed, it would take at least three days to fly there. And now that the aircraft has returned to him, it means that Reinhardt has been away from him for at least six days!
He's gone mad! That brat has really gone mad!
Buster had never felt such regret.
He could sense that Reinhardt's demeanor was off—too cheerful, too proactive, too frank. He knew this was because time was limited, and Reinhardt wanted to make some changes, but he should remain vigilant.
For six whole days, Buster couldn't even imagine what kind of life this kid had during those six days.
The journey was long, and he wasn't even wearing his ring yet. Buster knew with his toes that the brat must have run there on an empty stomach. The geographical environment along the way varied greatly, and the temperature and weather must have been different. Reinhardt was probably only wearing thin summer clothes, and if it rained along the way, he would definitely be very cold.
The bastards of the Harlin Empire only want his life; no one cares whether he's hungry or cold.
During those lonely three days heading towards death, Reinhardt, what were you thinking?
Is it filled with confidence that he can complete his mission, is it savoring all the good things that happened during this time, or is it secretly rejoicing that he saved the lives of countless people, including Buster and his band of thieves?
asshole!
That little rascal!
Buster cursed through gritted teeth, yet he couldn't bring himself to curse too harshly. After blaming Reinhardt in his heart, he felt so angry that he wanted to slap himself twice.
He's a bastard too! He didn't even realize Reinhardt's intentions!
The more he thought about it, the angrier and more anxious he became. The Storm Leader's aircraft almost transformed into a bolt of lightning, tearing apart the white clouds that filled the clear sky.
Compared to the naive and blind young man, Buster's years of accumulated life and escape experience played a crucial role. He rushed to the nearest functional main city as quickly as possible, found the teleportation array, and teleported himself to the place closest to the Harlin Empire.
Following this pattern, he arrived at the outermost edge of the Harlin Empire in just half a day. After the incident in Duogu City, the main city of the Harlin Empire temporarily shut down its teleportation array, and flying vehicles were also restricted. Buster directly swallowed a potion with a strengthening effect to temporarily suppress the weakness caused by hunger and thirst, and ran at full speed!
As Buster approached the city gate, his remaining rationality led him to choose to drink a transformation potion to change his appearance and pass the level. However, because he had taken a body-enhancing potion before, the two potions conflicted, rendering the transformation potion completely ineffective.
Buster felt intense discomfort as soon as he took the medicine. The medicine sprayed out along with the blood, and Buster coughed twice, wiping away the blood from the corner of his lips with a gloomy expression.
Since the medicine isn't working, let's just force our way in!
Having made up his mind, Buster took a breath and walked straight toward the city gate.
The Storm Leader was handsome and mighty. His tall figure and angular face were the nightmare of the people and guards of the main city of the Harlin Empire, and were repeatedly observed in every corner along with the face of the Son of God.
Almost no one could fail to recognize him.
So when the Storm Leader, rushing in like a tornado, approached, fear appeared on the faces of the people entering and leaving the city and the soldiers guarding it.
"That's?!" The first to notice were the residents who were heading out.
He pointed at the approaching hurricane, his face slightly pale. The soldiers and other residents looked in the direction he was pointing and immediately came into view the ferocious storm leader.
"That's a storm?!"
"It's him?!"
"Why is he here again?! Aren't there any death row inmates around lately?!"
The soldiers and residents who had just experienced the incident rushed back to the city gate, trying to close it and open the protective barrier before the Storm Leader arrived.
Then the storm swept in so fast that it stormed into the city gates in an instant, blowing innocent civilians away. The soldiers guarding the city, despite their formation, could not withstand its fierce attack!
A fierce storm raged at the city gates, filled with countless cries of agony. Someone managed to touch the button to activate the barrier, and after pressing it, even the incredibly strong Storm Leader was slowed down.
But suddenly, the barrier disappeared.
Buster's greatsword missed its mark, and before he could recover, a slender figure floated past him, kicking away the nearest soldier.
It's Madonna!
Suddenly, many more figures appeared. Buster looked around, his gaze sweeping over Victoria, Celine, Mark, and the other members of the bandit gang, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He was unaware that shortly after they left, Madonna, who still felt uneasy about helping Reinhardt, told Victoria about it.
Victoria believed that the chief needed to know about this, but when they tried to contact Buster again, he had already lost the communicator somewhere.
Perhaps Reinhardt knew they would betray him, so he quietly put away Buster's device. After discussing it with Celine and Mark, who rushed back, they decided to set off for the Harlem Empire to prepare for any possible unforeseen events.
Of course, what they wanted most was to stop Reinhardt.
In their eyes, Reinhardt is Reinhardt, their partner, and a beautiful potato.
It has nothing to do with gods, and nothing to do with the common people.
Let others handle the rescue; if all else fails, we might as well all die together.
Driven by the belief that they must retrieve Reinhardt, they entered the city under a different identity. They lay in ambush for a long time but never received any news of Reinhardt until their leader attacked.
After years of fighting side by side, the tacit understanding between them no longer needed words. With just a glance or a turn of the head, Buster understood Madonna's meaning.
Victoria and Celine didn't waste any words and rushed to the front to clear the way for Buster.
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