"This is an opportunity!" A glint of light flashed in Alexandrea's eyes, and she immediately calculated in her mind.
These three people, especially the young, extraordinary one, seemed to possess unexpectedly powerful spells.
Perhaps... they could be used to deal with these troublesome guardians.
A sinister, calculating expression flickered across her face, then she concealed it.
So she immediately changed her strategy, trying to withstand the siege of the remaining golems and four gargoyles.
On the one hand, she seemed unintentional, but in reality, she deliberately moved towards where the three, Karl and the others, were located.
She clenched her eyes tightly, forcing out a few tears, and wiped the traces of blood from the corners of her mouth after being wounded.
In an instant, she created a pitiful and desperate appearance.
In a tearful, extremely weak, and remorseful voice, she loudly shouted to the three of them: "Fellow Brotherhood members, stop! I am willing to surrender!"
"I am ready to accept the trial and punishment of the Magic Society. Please help me; I can't hold on any longer!"
Hearing her cry, and seeing her coming towards them with a long chain of "tails" behind her,
Dradi's face turned pale, and he cursed: "Get out of here, you crazy bitch! Stay away from us! Who believes your nonsense!"
In a rage, he raised his hand and sent two fireballs ruthlessly towards Alexandrea.
BANG! BANG! The fireballs exploded on Alexandrea's already deteriorating spell shield, and the shield's light flickered violently.
There were several obvious cracks on the shield's surface, clearly unable to hold out much longer.
Alexandrea secretly hated this in her heart, a cold murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
But her face still maintained a pitiful and desperate expression.
She not only didn't stop but sped up a little and continued to howl: "I am sincere; I really know I was wrong! Save me!"
Ephal also barely recovered from the shock Karl had brought at this time.
Seeing Alexandrea leading the monsters closer and closer, he couldn't help but curse: "Damn stinking bitch!"
Then he raised his hand, and two lightning bolts shot out, joining Dradi's attack, trying to stop her from approaching.
At this moment, Karl, who had been silently observing, stepped forward and approached the two of them.
In a calm tone, he suddenly asked: "You two... regarding the capture of Alexandrea, what are the Magic Society's requirements... Alive or dead?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Dradi and Ephal, focused on attacking and defending, were both stunned, and their hand movements slowed for half a beat.
They subconsciously looked at each other and saw the same answer in each other's eyes.
Dradi immediately replied: "Alive, must be alive! It's hard for us to explain if she dies, and writing the report will be very complicated."
"Moreover, the Magic Society will definitely use spells to verify the situation, and dying without symptoms will be very troublesome."
"Yes, she must be alive!" Ephal also quickly added confirmation.
Hearing this, Karl simply nodded, indicating he understood.
His gaze fell again on Alexandrea, who was less than four meters away from them, with false tears streaming down her face.
The next moment—under the gazes of Dradi and Ephal, who didn't fully understand his intentions—
Karl stepped forward, and his figure instantly blurred in their eyes, becoming an indistinct afterimage.
Immediately after, they heard a short, sharp, disbelieving, and terrified female scream from ahead.
"Ah!!" The scream, full of horror, was still ringing out.
They quickly focused their gaze and clearly saw Karl's figure, which had already appeared before Alexandrea.
And Karl was separated from her only by her spell shield.
In an instant, the pitiful and miserable expression on Alexandrea's face turned to terror.
She subconsciously wanted to step back or strengthen her shield, but Karl moved faster than she could react.
Karl seemed to casually raise his right hand and strike, his movement so simple it didn't even make any special sound.
BANG!! CRACK! A sharp sound like breaking glass erupted, and Alexandrea's already deteriorating spell shield exploded.
Under this strike, it was like glass hit by a war hammer, instantly shattering into magical spots that scattered across the sky and completely dissipated.
A flicker of despair crossed Alexandrea's eyes, but suddenly, a gold necklace around her neck lit up.
A thick, oval-shaped shield of pale orange instantly formed, enveloping her—it was a life-saving magical item.
However, the pride of surviving this disaster hadn't even bloomed on her face before it turned into even deeper terror and disbelief.
Facing this new, sturdier shield, Karl didn't even frown.
The trajectory of his right fist remained unchanged, but it seemed to move halfway faster, and it once again imprinted itself on the pale orange shield.
BOOM!! This time, the sound was even more muffled, like striking a huge bronze bell.
The pale orange shield flickered violently, cracked, and couldn't hold for even half a second before following the fate of the previous shield, shattering with a crash.
Even the necklace around her neck cracked with a "pop," and the gem gradually faded.
The force of the shattered shield made Alexandrea's blood and qi surge.
And Karl's right hand, which had destroyed two layers of shields in a row, was already choking her slender neck like iron pincers.
"Ugh!" Alexandrea's eyes rolled back as she was choked, the suffocating feeling coming instantly.
But that was just the beginning. Karl's left palm transformed into a knife-like afterimage, tapping like on a fragile dead branch.
He quickly struck four times in succession on the joints of her arms and legs.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Four teeth-grinding, bone-crunching sounds rang out almost simultaneously.
Alexandrea's limbs were bent at strange, unnatural angles, completely incapacitated.
The intense pain made her body jerk violently, but because Karl was choking her neck, she couldn't even scream.
Immediately after, Karl used his right thumb and forefinger to grip her neck, lifted her up, pinched her jaw, and gently pressed with an error.
CRACK! Another clear sound, and Alexandrea's jaw was also neatly dislocated.
Her mouth hung open weakly, and she could no longer utter a single syllable.
In the brief process of subduing Alexandrea, Karl's figure swayed his upper body in place.
He easily dodged the heavy war hammer strikes of the three golems and the four gargoyles' stone claws as they lunged with bitter shrieks.
These seemingly fast and deadly attacks couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.
All of this happened too quickly and was too contrary to common sense.
The two of them, not far away, were stunned and even subconsciously rubbed their eyes.
They even wondered if they had somehow fallen into some advanced illusion cast by Alexandrea.
The scene before them was something they had never seen before—from their student days to their current positions as Brotherhood sorcerers.
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