bestfiction Chapter 267 Brother, Don't Move!
Chapter 267 Brother, Don't Move!
Zhong Ming didn't know whether Akame really cared about this incident. He only knew that these men were secretly clenching their fists as they spoke.
Might makes right. Might makes right.
If one's cultivation level is high enough and one's killing power is strong enough, what crisis would there be? What support would there be?
Looking around, they saw countless enemy corpses lying densely beneath the city walls. Beneath the "floating islands" of corpses floating on the black water, countless demonic beasts were lurking, preparing to launch a fierce attack.
The corner tower is not important at all.
The merfolk had no intention of completely destroying the city or leveling every brick. Their main force was rushing toward the core of the city's defensive formation, while a smaller force was fiercely attacking treasure vaults such as armories.
For them, cultivation materials produced on land are worth hundreds or thousands of times more in their tribe.
Even the simplest storage ring is something that Yunzhou military cultivators can usually get by reaching the late Qi Refining stage, but in the Merfolk tribe, even Foundation Establishment stage cultivators might not be able to get one.
These merfolk came specifically to rob us.
With hook bags hanging from his leather belt, he was ready to conduct a thorough search.
With no Golden Core cultivators stationed there, no cannons deployed, and built far from the inner city's armory, who would bother attacking a corner tower? After a few attempts to breach it and seeing they couldn't, they began to ignore it.
Some merfolk used their supernatural water magic to channel the ever-rising mysterious water from the outer city into the inner city through the remaining skeletons of the giant Dark Abyss Fish, attempting to flood the inner city.
Zhong Ming's team watched as the merfolk jumped into the inner city one by one, feeling conflicted. They didn't know whether to rush in or not.
Both Chi Tong and Chen Dahai stopped firing to conserve their arrows. Only occasionally did enemies appear below the city wall, attempting to secretly breach it and allow the water to flow in more quickly.
The commander-in-chief of the corner tower finally appeared. He walked out of the door and looked into the distance with a solemn expression.
This is a warrior in the late Foundation Establishment stage. His age cannot be discerned from his appearance. As long as a cultivator at a high level is willing to take care of himself, even if he only has five years left to live, he can still maintain the appearance of his youth.
"You guys did a great job. Go to the corner tower and rest for a bit. Switch on defense, Pelicans team, keep an eye on the situation outside."
Another team emerged from the corner tower. They weren't in much better shape either. They had used a lot of magic on the tower, and they were responsible for most of the cover. Now their spiritual energy was also depleted.
The group exchanged smiles and nodded. Matt and Zhong Ming each led their teams back to the corner tower.
That's not entirely accurate, because it was their first time entering the corner tower.
The corner tower was not spacious inside. Countless pillars and a large amount of spirit stones and city defense weapons were piled up inside. Some people even took out futons to meditate and recover.
The only reason these miscellaneous weapons weren't stored in the storage bag was to save time and spiritual energy from opening it. The entire corner tower was prepared to fight to the very end, but the enemy didn't attack.
This corner tower is not of high status, far inferior to the towering spire behind it where cannons are deployed. Therefore, it does not even have a teleportation array, but only a tunnel. There is a brick slab in the middle of the tower. After lifting it, you can see a vertical "well" that leads directly to the city wall and connects to several other areas. It is also their only escape route.
After entering the corner tower, no one greeted them. Only an adjutant glanced at them and casually said, "It's such a small place, just find somewhere to rest."
If it weren't for the fact that only Zhong Ming's team came in, he would have even thought that these words weren't spoken to him.
They glanced around and saw that the surrounding area was full of military supplies, with nowhere to sit. They noticed that there was an empty seat in one corner and wondered where to sit for a while. After taking a few steps, they realized that the area was full of seriously wounded soldiers who had been evacuated from another area.
"Let's sit on the wooden crate; hopefully it'll hold its own."
Zhong Ming plopped down on a large box, startling everyone around him.
"Kid, you've got guts, daring to sit on the Thunderclap." The group's words were laced with sarcasm as they stared at them as if they were watching a joke unfold. They seemed to be wondering if this arrogant kid would jump up and down after they explained the power of the Thunderclap.
Xuan Jing silently sat down next to Zhong Ming, and pulled open his clothes to reveal the explosive talisman inside.
The smiles on those people's faces froze instantly, turning into terror. They stiffly stood up from the ground, their teeth chattering.
"Brother, let's talk this out. Come down first."
"What, can't I sit here?"
"Hey, brother, what are you saying? Come sit here, I have some space here, let me let you... You come over here first, it's our first time meeting, let's get to know each other better."
"Forget it." Xuan Jing plopped heavily onto the large box again with a "thud."
The two of them jumped three feet high.
"Young man, let's talk this out. This thing could really kill our entire building if we're not careful."
The speaker's voice was almost choked with tears before Xuan Jing reluctantly got down.
mean.
The group wanted nothing more than to rush up and pounce on him immediately.
But they were scared off by the stacks of explosive talismans in his hand.
This is a talisman master.
Everyone naturally came to this conclusion, and Xuanjing suddenly became an important object of protection.
"A talisman master?"
"Yeah, exactly."
"Please come up to the second floor quickly." The group looked excited. "Are you skilled in explosive talismans?"
Xuan Jing looked proud.
See, my identity is still quite useful.
"Yeah, brothers, let's go upstairs."
“Hey, wait a minute, the second floor is really not spacious enough. We also need cultivators responsible for cultivation and spellcasting to be stationed there. There aren’t many seats available. How about this, they can sit here, and I can sit here.”
Several people dragged and pulled Xuan Jing up to the second floor. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked back, and his legs went weak.
My goodness, how come there's one with fire on his feet?
"Brother, your foot is on fire!"
"Well, this is a Dao injury. It can't be healed by pills. We can only wait for his cultivation level to rise so that it will resolve itself."
"Oh dear, wounded, this way, come here, let us help you."
They "enthusiastically" rushed to the edge of Chen Dahai's body and carefully carried it to the area of the wounded, making sure the flames didn't get near any of the boxes. Only when they reached the location did they breathe a sigh of relief.
Even if they were unwilling, they wouldn't dare offend the remaining few.
Who knows if there are any extraordinary individuals among them who might surprise us again?
Left with no other choice, the two found a less-than-comfortable spot to sit down and began explaining to Zhong Ming and the others just what kind of weapon the Thunderclap Thunder was.