The piercing chirping echoed in the stone chamber, piercing the ears like a sharp bird call, and irritating like the scraping of metal, making the hair on the body stand on end.
Du Kang's face sank, he looked around at the stone pillars and the magic weapons on them, and found something he was in urgent need of.
It was a small shield. In the stone room filled with all kinds of spiritual lights, the shield made of unknown spiritual iron was dim and had only a dark color, making it look unremarkable.
Du Kang only realized that he needed a shield when he faced the heavy rain of golden needles from the railway man.
Before you become a real strong man, don't overestimate your physical strength. In the duel with the railway man, if the Ruyi Purple Gold Wheel is not in front of him, even if he escapes from the golden needle at the fastest speed,
You will definitely be slightly injured by a golden needle as thick as an ox hair.
Although the physical and fist-to-flesh fight is enjoyable and those who can kill powerful enemies with bare hands are always true warriors, but those who are tortured to death with bare hands are also complete fools.
The shadow projected on the ground grew rapidly and turned into a three-foot giant in an instant. Du Kang picked up the two-foot long hammer he had just received with both hands and smashed it against the stone pillar that was too low for his size at this time.
Boom——
The two-dimensional formation outside the shield made a sound like a bell, and the two-dimensional formation like a water curtain rippled violently, and the air waves set off by the vibration swept through the stone chamber like a violent wind.
Amidst the piercing alarms and the rich bells, Du Kang clearly heard a faint clicking sound. The black gold diamond on the edge of the hammer made a small dent in the Two Worlds Formation.
"That's right, one more blow."
Amidst the howling wind, the Sky-shattering Hammer hit the same position again.
Click——
This time the shattering sound was clearly audible, and a long crack appeared on the water curtain.
The bell also stopped ringing at the right time, and the structure of the Two Worlds Array was destroyed and could no longer produce that rich sound.
"It seems that this thing is destined to me, and it only takes three, the last one."
Bang!
There was a sound of shattering glass, and the two-dimensional formation and the stone pillars carrying its base were shattered at the same time. The dark shield that was half a man tall fell down and was caught from mid-air by a hand.
The panel faithfully displayed the detected information in front of Du Kang's eyes, but he had no time to look at it. In order to get this shield, he had already lost seven breaths of ordinary people's time.
Now, the time has come to speed up his escape. Du Kang does not want to face the more than 20 mid-level monks in the workshop alone, let alone face the demon army of the Sheng family across the blue sea.
The Sky-shattering Hammer was put into the stomach, and the body shrank to the size of a normal human. A dark ghost mask replaced Wuying's face.
From now on, the culprit behind the theft of the Sheng family's eighteen million taels of divine weapons is neither Du Kang nor Wu Ying, but a Rakshasa ghost from the Rakshasa cult.
Finally, I regretfully took a look at the dozens of magical weapons flashing with precious light. In the earthy yellow light, Du Kang's figure disappeared into the stone chamber.
…
A dozen breaths after Du Kang left, a quick flash of fire flew outside the warehouse where the mid-grade magic weapons were stored.
After the fire stopped, an old man with gray hair and beard, kinked muscles and naked upper body appeared in the blazing flames.
Different from the two-dimensional formations in the stone pillars, in order to prevent anyone from seeing the inside of the sub-cang, the two-dimensional formations guarding the sub-cang were specially adjusted to form a blurry water surface. As the old man approached, the water surface immediately cracked.
Tolerance passes through the cracks.
Through the cracks, one can see a messy and deserted scene inside the warehouse.
The old man was not careless, but stretched out his hands, and the flames surged from his palms, forming a pair of flame hammers, and then he walked straight into the sub-silo without hesitation.
As he stepped into it, the harsh chirping stopped.
A ring of fire spread under his feet, flames ignited in the sub-silo, and the high temperature twisted the air, but the old man's eyes did not catch the abnormal twisting of the air.
"Have you run away? What ability did you use, to move or to steal items through the air?"
The old man walked to the two damaged stone pillars and observed them.
"The techniques used are different. One was smashed open by brute force, and the other was cracked cleverly. It should be that the mechanism was triggered when cracking the first one, so I just didn't do anything and smashed the other one before I came. Yes.
Do many people work together to steal, or is there just one versatile thief? Who in the workshop has such ability?"
The closure of the Sheng's workshop prevented the old man from thinking about the possibility of outsiders committing the crime, and he only thought it was an insider.
"You can't run far. No one in the workshop is faster than me. Even if you are delayed here for a while, it won't be enough for you to run out of the warehouse."
The flame hammers in his hands shattered and dissipated, and the old man took out a token from his arms. He was seen holding the order in one hand, making seals in the other, and muttering something in his mouth.
"The Flame Spirit, the Vermilion Bird soared. With a stroke of the magic pen, it was connected to Bingding. The Goddess of Flame, holding the imperial bell. The Samadhi True Fire, quickly descended to Zhuling. With the help of three platforms, the messenger descended the spirit. The Fire Wheel Divine General burned the ghosts and extinguished them.
shape."
After the order was passed, each large and small door in the huge honeycomb-shaped warehouse, in addition to the two-dimensional formation that was originally opened, also had a golden-red fire wall rising up, completely isolating the inside and outside of the warehouse.
After the old man finished reciting the incantation, several figures came behind him, including men, women and children. They were all dressed in cool clothes. From the aura emanating from their bodies, it could be seen that they were all mid-level monks.
Seeing that he was busy, a young man stepped forward and said.
"Fang Supervisor, all the people with fast feet are here. The rest of the slow people should be blocked outside the Bingding fire wall and can only guard against the thieves outside the warehouse."
"There is nothing we can do about it. If the Bingding Fire Wall is not opened soon, the thief who stole the thing may escape in troubled waters. Now, let's play hide-and-seek with this turtle in the jar. Also, what did the thief steal?"
"Fang Supervisor, what was originally placed in these two stone pillars was a thundering hammer and an iron lion shield. I guess the thief is a monk who follows the physical path, so he covets such magical weapons..."
The young man glanced at the broken stone pillar and knew what was missing, and quickly reported it to his superiors.
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"The supervisor is so fast, how can my subordinates reach it? I have been in the warehouse today discussing delivery matters with people on the ground, so I can come here so quickly, otherwise I will be locked out of the warehouse. But after all, the warehouse is under my control
, I am willing to be punished for such a big thing, and I also ask the supervisor to make me meritorious and catch this thief who dares to steal things."
Cu Shou was a discerning man, so he directly apologized.
As for the words about catching thieves, the workshop has not had a mid-level magic weapon stolen in the past hundred years. The workshop supervisor who is worried about the accountability of the Sheng family will definitely vigorously pursue the investigation. If Ku Shou said this himself, it can also help himself.
Save some face.
Without waiting for the supervisor to express his position, a mid-level craftsman who hurriedly ran in, but regardless of the atmosphere of the scene, ran to the supervisor and whispered softly.
The people present were all mid-level monks with sharp ears and eyes. They heard all the words that the craftsman deliberately whispered, and their faces changed drastically after hearing the words.
The supervisor's originally livid face immediately turned red, and he shouted, "What did you say?" The crimson flame exploded on his body, and his whole body turned into a beam of fire and shot out.
The fire light flew to the nearest branch warehouse, and the two realm formations automatically opened. Colorful lights bloomed in front of the eyes, but all the magic weapons were intact.
The supervisor breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and shouted to the people who were chasing him: "Isn't the divine soldier a good man? How can he behave in a panic?"
Several mid-level monks turned their attention to the craftsman who had just reported the news. He could only point to the warehouses on both sides of the passage.
"Yes... most of them are empty."
The firelight flying in the air flew forward a few feet, and when it came to the next warehouse, the stone room with the words "Purple Silver Fei Guangchai" engraved on the door was completely dark, with only the rows of shelves remaining in the darkness.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Firelight flashed rapidly in the passage, and warehouses were opened one after another, but only about 30% of the warehouses had goods, and the rest were empty.
"Today is the middle of the month. Is there a shortage of goods on the ground and the goods have been shipped away?"
The flame brought up a gust of hot wind and stopped in front of Ku Shou. Fang Jian hoped that the other party could give him the answer he hoped for.
But the reality is cruel. Kushou was frightened by the 70% empty warehouse, his teeth were shaking, and he stammered: "On the ground, there is indeed someone on the ground, but... But the person is still sitting with me, and he hasn't taken it yet...
Pick up the goods.”
The supervisor picked up the warehouse guard who was frozen on the spot and flew towards the only exit of the Shen Weapon Warehouse, still thinking incessantly.
"It will definitely be fine. Once the buzzer sounds, ordinary craftsmen's tokens will no longer be able to pass through the two realms. It has only been less than a cup of tea since the buzzer sounded. The person who stole the things will definitely still be there.
Now, even if he can escape from the warehouse, the strict guarding of the workshop exit will only make him slip into a bigger cage."
The supervisor was extremely worried. The stolen mid-level magic weapons only cost tens of thousands of taels of silver. He could just use his reputation in the Sheng family to make up for it afterwards.
But the large-scale theft of low-grade magic weapons is a huge event. Now that time is tight, I still can’t find out the cause of the loss. But just the warehouses I checked just now have already lost millions of taels of silver. This
It will be a huge hole. If the lost magic weapon cannot be found, the Sheng family will eat itself.
The workshop supervisor is a son of the Sheng family. He has been working in the outside world for many years. He was only assigned to be the workshop manager after his skills in making magic weapons matured and his magic skills were accomplished.
Now the price supervisor outside is not sure. But before he came in, one hundred thousand taels of silver was enough to buy the head of a monk who had mastered [Fire Dragon Qi Nourishing Technique] to the fifth level. He would have to pay compensation for selling it to the Sheng family for his whole life.
I can't afford such a huge loss.
…
a moment ago.
Du Kang poked an unclear face on the wall near the exit of the material warehouse, and saw another golden-red wall of fire in front of the rippling two-sphere formation.
A group of monks were gathering in front of the door, whispering and discussing these changes.
"The action was really fast. Even the material warehouse next door was sealed, so I had to open a door for myself."
The faces on the wall disappeared silently, and Du Kang quickly descended in the viscous liquid created by Tudun, until he landed on a solid ground that the yellow-faced boy could not soften.
If the essence of Earth Escape is to travel through the gaps between soil and rocks, the feeling of swimming in viscous liquid when performing Escape is just a sensory illusion when casting a spell.
At this time, the ground under Du Kang's feet was like a boulder with no gaps at all, making it impossible for him to drill into it.
This is the ground-suppressing formation, the nemesis of all earth-escape spells.
Du Kang half-crouched on the ground, stroking the ground with his palms. His hands were filled with the rough and angular texture of rocks.
"Before entering the warehouse, I had already calculated the depth of the outside of the formation. Its entire structure is located on the edge of the three-story casting area. If the third level of the casting area is regarded as the ground, its deepest point is twenty-nine feet underground. And
I just descended about twenty-seven feet in the warehouse rock formation. In other words, this ground formation can only freeze two feet of rock formation at most, which is not too thick for me now."
The body slowly expanded in the crowded Earth Escape state. Compared with the normal state of transforming into a giant spirit, the squeezing feeling of the earth came from all directions without blind spots. The yellow-faced boy in the spleen squinted under the huge spell pressure.
Get waxy yellow.
It wasn't until Du Kang and the yellow-faced boy felt that they had reached their limit that his giant spirit body expanded to two feet tall.
Casting a spell that changes the size during Earth Escape is equivalent to expanding one's size several times in a small rock gap. This was originally extremely easy for the yellow-faced boy, but under the influence of the ground-suppressing formation around him, it became
becomes difficult.
A body of two feet tall is already the limit of the yellow-faced boy. Any taller would overwhelm the running escape technique.
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Putting a golden bracelet on his wrist, and the wheel behind his head began to rotate rapidly, Du Kang took out the Thundering Hammer from his stomach pouch and comforted the yellow-faced boy.
The majestic demonic power in his body was swallowed up by the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Circle and turned into a special power that blessed Du Kang.
There was obviously no obvious change in his body, his bones did not become tougher, and his muscles did not become stronger, but a powerful force emerged from his body. Du Kang felt that if this force was not vented, he would burst.
Following the guidance of his body's instinct, he raised the Sky-shattering Hammer high and dropped it heavily.
Boom!
A one-foot-long crack appeared on the rock reinforced by the ground-suppressing formation, and the aftermath of the vibration spread to the surroundings along with the formation, getting farther and farther and weaker...
…
The workshop supervisor turned into a beam of fire and flew to the warehouse exit. A crowd of people had gathered inside and outside the place, and various speculations about today's theft were passed among the crowd.
It wasn't until this dragon-like flame descended in the sky that the crowd returned to silence.
The supervisor threw the Kushou in his hand to the ground. The Kushou who was surrounded by flames came all the way without any burns. This shows that the supervisor has mastered the exquisite skills of controlling fire and water.
The supervisor looked around at the crowd trapped in the warehouse.
Since the thief chose to act in secret rather than rob by force, it means that the opponent is not strong enough, at least he is weak when facing the power of the workshop.
Since he is not strong enough, if the workshop supervisor is the thief who steals things, he will choose to hide in the crowd and fish in troubled waters and leave here. With such a mentality, looking at these old people who have worked in the workshop for many years, everyone just feels suspicious.
Suddenly, the supervisor's ears twitched, as if he heard something.
He moved to the rock wall, listened attentively, and then covered it with his palm, and he caught an extremely subtle vibration sound.
"I have been blacksmithing all my life, and I am very familiar with all kinds of vibrations. This sound does not sound like that of a blacksmith, but someone is actually cutting into the rock."
The supervisor felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, turned around and said to the crowd behind him.
"No one who is in the warehouse today can leave here. Only when I find the person who stole the magic weapon comes back will your suspicions be cleared."
Boom! Boom! Boom!…
The Sky-shattering Hammer smashed the last solid rock formation in front of us into sharp angular gravel, and the unique sense of isolation under the reinforced rocks of the ground-suppressing formation completely disappeared under the hammer head.
"The next journey home will be smooth and smooth."
Standing in the dug hole, like a fish diving into the rocky sea in front of him, Du Kang followed the induction and swam towards the way he came.
Walking all the way through the two-story casting area, he came to the waterway where he entered the workshop amidst the sound of burning fires and the knocking of iron blocks. His flesh and blood body transformed into a metal snake body in the water full of gold and iron.
Thin legs with metal spikes like centipedes grew out from under the liquid metal snake's belly. The numerous thin legs allowed him to walk steadily in the surging water. He crawled out through the carnivorous grass that was not interested in metal.
Move and wander away.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I swam to the three-way intersection where many waterways merged, I saw an old man with white hair and white beard, whose whole body was burning with blue flames. He was rooted in the rushing water like a sea needle, and he looked out to the left waterway.