bestfiction Chapter 171 Are there still remnants?
Chapter 171 Are there still remnants?
Zhong Ming couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this an armory? Is it really okay to burn it down like this?"
"It's alright. This is where the cannons are stored. The shells are outside. The temperature here isn't even high enough to withstand the explosive temperature of a spirit cannon firing once." After saying that, Old Umbrella remembered something. The cannon barrel and breech seemed fine, but some parts of the transport cannon might not be able to withstand the pressure.
Does this mean we'll have to do hard labor later, like pulling a cannon by hand?
Old Umbrella took out some cooling talismans and stuck them on his feet. He also handed two to the two of them. They were cheap but useful, so he gave them away.
Zhong Ming touched the cooling talisman twice, and it was indeed as cold as ice. He stuck it on his feet and felt refreshed.
"The cooling effect will only last for about an hour. Hurry up, kid. Your injuries haven't healed yet. Just protect this little girl. I'll go ahead. Oh, right."
Old Umbrella, his face flushed with heat, took out a few Breath-Sealing Pills and distributed them. The principle behind these pills was very simple: they were just compressed air. Saliva would slowly dissolve them, releasing breathable oxygen little by little. Although they were not as good as oxygen stones, they were cheaper and available in large quantities.
Old Umbrella and the veterans at the other exit in the distance made a gesture and slowly advanced in a triangular formation.
Beneath their feet were round, black charcoal figures. Some turned to ash and scattered into the air with a kick, but others cracked open with a kick, revealing dark red flesh and blood inside. Death was already a foregone conclusion for those who had been kicked.
The entrances to all three rooms were completely covered with charred corpses. The large spider that Akame shot dead at the start of the battle, along with a large number of smaller spiders, were piled up at the entrances, indicating that the spiders were putting up a last-ditch resistance.
"Be careful, not all the demon spiders are completely dead."
Old Umbrella held the golden umbrella and waved it forward, unleashing a gust of wind that struck the pile of corpses but failed to break through the passage.
Zhong Ming saw everything clearly from behind and wanted to lend a hand, but his body simply wouldn't allow it. He quietly retreated to Chi Tong's side, pretending he hadn't seen anything, to avoid embarrassment, and simply checked the progress next door.
This time, they had even fewer people, with more going to fill the gaps in the outer defenses. The beast tide outside wouldn't stop just because there was a lot of fighting inside. On the contrary, as the auras of the two second-grade demonic beasts dissipated, some powerful demonic beasts were eager to try their luck at the warehouse.
A burly man wielding a sledgehammer rushed forward and smashed it down, sending large clumps of ash flying out, and the entire pile of corpses crumbled instantly.
“There’s nothing alive inside.” He threw the illuminating stone inside and looked around. The only thing in the room was the cannon, which was still undamaged.
"Check it carefully, don't let your guard down."
The smooth operation on that side emboldened Old Umbrella, who kicked away the pile of corpses with a powerful kick, using his umbrella as a sword to smash open the path ahead. He followed up with a stepping motion to widen the passage, displaying his swordsmanship with impressive skill.
In no time, all the surrounding corpses were shattered. Old Umbrella breathed a sigh of relief, threw in a luminous stone, and waited for the mission to be completed and the job done.
The faint light made the rows of cannons clearly visible, each one ten feet tall. It was the first time Zhong Ming had ever seen so many weapons of war, and he couldn't help but want to go up and touch them.
"Looks like they're all dead. Let's call it a day and go check out the middle room."
Old Umbrella turned around and sneered, "You little rascal, you've got some nerve. You have a cooling talisman on your leg, and you still dare to touch the cannon barrel with your hand?"
Zhong Ming wasn't that stupid. His hands and arms were wrapped in bandages, after all. He carefully touched the cannon with the bandages and couldn't help but exclaim, "This is too sturdy. What material is it made of? Wouldn't it be indestructible if used to make magical artifacts?"
Old Umbrella laughed loudly, "What magic weapon? These materials are at least enough to make a spiritual weapon. You're still ignorant. You think there are a lot of cannons in three warehouses? Let me tell you, when we actually go to the southern battlefield, the size of the cannons... this warehouse is just a base. It's really meant for the Heavenly Lord to use."
The veteran laughed heartily, waving his golden umbrella, when he accidentally hit the cannon barrel.
Immediately, some cracking sounds came from the cannon.
"What's going on!" Old Umbrella jumped back, terrified. "Won't this be the last straw that breaks the camel's back and shatter the cannon?"
I can't take that responsibility.
He immediately took a few steps back, moving away from the area.
"Be careful." Zhong Ming listened carefully and realized something was wrong. "There's a live spider in the cannon barrel!"
The cannon barrel suddenly shattered. It turned out that what appeared to be black inside was not the cannon barrel itself, but rather that it was blocked with spider silk, which had been burned black.
The group tensed up, drawing their swords and bows as if facing a formidable enemy.
Spider: Half-cooked, a final burst of energy before death. Let me see who burned me. I'll weave my web on the road to the underworld and wait for you.
A few spiders weakly stretched out one of their legs and swayed it, emitting a burnt smell. The moment the spider cocoon unfurled, the scorching, oxygen-deprived air killed it instantly.
Zhong Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Check every cannon barrel, don't miss any, Chi Tong... good luck."
I originally wanted Akame to inform the team next door, but considering her "frugal" way of speaking, I decided to go myself.
He dashed to the next room, where there were many people. After checking one room, he started hammering at the room in the middle.
"Hey~ Check inside the cannon barrel, see if there's anything there...."
"Clang!" The burly man wielding the sledgehammer slammed it down on the pile of corpses at the entrance to the room in the middle, and surprisingly, a metallic clang was heard.
A spiderweb barrier, forcibly created by the demon spider using its life essence, appeared before everyone. It was as smooth as satin and seemed as soft as silk, but when it was struck, it was harder than steel, causing the burly man to tumble backward.
"Situation alert! Prepare for battle!"
Zhong Ming immediately drew his sword and stepped forward, taking up a position on the left flank of the formation.
The leading veteran was overjoyed.
"This quality is really bad, it's the worst white ghost spider silk, what a pity." Even as he said this, the smile on his face didn't stop.
Another veteran exclaimed, "Isn't this the defensive spider silk it uses when advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage? Even with such severe injuries, it still forced its way through to fight us?"
"No, no, there is another possibility. This spider forcibly used this supernatural power, begging us to leave on our own because we are powerless to break out of our cocoons. The problem is, it is also easy for it to break through this barrier itself."
"Who knows, it might be some kind of 'eating offspring' scheme again. Spiders love that. They eat some small spiders to recover their strength, and then break out of the web when they are full of power."
The commander wasn't interested in their guesses; he figured they'd just have to open it up and see for themselves.
"Alright, enough nonsense. Focus your forces. I'll count to three, two, one, and we'll all attack the top left corner of the gate. Ready!"
After fighting for so long, this team has developed some tacit understanding, and only one person with conflicting attributes will take the initiative.
"Three, two, one! Let's go!"
With everyone working together, the attack was dazzling. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared as the blazing thorns and the powerful beam of light struck the same point.