The gap between them and Simon was too big.
Moreover, the army of the Nine Cities Alliance was rushing over from afar.
At that time, the wizards present would have even less hope.
In the crowd, Holy Infant muttered in his heart, "Simon again... Alright, I'll let you keep it. Otherwise, it will be stolen by other small fries and I won't be able to find it."
Holy Infant did not act rashly. Now was not the time.
Anyway, this guy would definitely continue to snatch other things.
On the other side, the body-tempering clone was quite lucky.
The direction the oddity flew in was right in his path.
The body-tempering clone's arm stretched endlessly until his limit reached nearly a thousand meters. From afar, he held onto the tombstone.
The tombstone was tightly wrapped in an asphalt-like substance.
No matter how it struggled, it was useless.
Bang!