Chapter 1065

The stout man let out a cry, and a spirit knife appeared in his grasp as he swung it over in Ryder's direction. Ryder ducked, swinging his dagger across the man's waist. The stout man let out a cry of agony, collapsing to the ground slowly. Ryder flipped around then, sending out a few kicks until the remaining bodyguards were all on the ground before he returned to his seat. Within just a minute, Ryder had completely taken down all the bodyguards, seemingly without breaking a sweat. It was important to note that Ryder was at peak Ambience level and had undergone the gruesome training to be on the combat team of the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. His combat skills were definitely the top of his peers, let alone these little nobodies. The sight truly left Vale and the others dumbstruck. Everyone stared at the gaping wound at the stout man's waist and the blood gushing out, unable to believe their eyes. Just then, Wilbur got to his feet and went on the stag