Grid’s fist slammed into the middle-aged man’s face, and Laurel cried out in surprise. Grid withdrew his hand and tilted his head to the side. The man’s face looked like a dented pot.5

“Why is he so weak?” 3

“How can a man not wearing any armor withstand Your Majesty’s fist?” 2

“Kraugel said they regenerate quickly even when their body is cut into pieces.” 2

“The regeneration power seems to vary greatly depending on the techniques they know and the Treasures they have.” 1

“There are also items...” 0

Grid nodded and examined the chains that bound the middle-aged man’s limbs. 0

“You have taken away all his belongings, but you can’t detain him in the usual manner?” 0

“Yes. He used a technique called Soil Release to hide under the ground like a mole. We had a hard time catching him again. Right now, Braham’s magic chains have sealed away his spiritual power so he can’t pull off the same thing again.” 24

“You can interfere in spiritual power using magic... There are many tactics to deal with them. So what is his rank?” 0

Grid’s eyes were cold as he glanced at the middle-aged man. The prisoner was a maniacal outsider who dared to kill three civilians and fifty-one soldiers in the heart of Reinhardt. Fortunately, the nearby players had stepped in and put a stop to his massacre. Had they stayed on the sidelines and did nothing, there could have been a lot more casualties.1

Grid wanted to kill this person right that...0