Chapter 169 A fight to the death in the sea of fire! Talent fusion [Iron Lung 2]! [5800]
At this moment, Qingdeng's body, driven by "Godly Speed + 4", started to act consciously.
Turn sideways, step forward, and move in one go, smoothly and smoothly.
thump!
Something hit hard where Qingdeng was just standing.
After taking a closer look, it turned out to be a piece of wood as big as an adult's fist, with burning flames still attached to it.
Qingdeng looked up and saw that a piece of the ceiling diagonally above his head was missing.
Just now, there was a sneak attack on Qingdeng, and there were pieces of the ceiling.
Through the gap exposed by the collapse, the scene on the upper level can be seen - a red patch.
The light of the burning flames and the shadows of the tongues of fire formed a hellish scene. The heat wave carried sparks and thick smoke and penetrated through the gap in the ceiling, further increasing the temperature around Qingden.
Under the firelight, Qingdeng's face looked even more gloomy.
——The ceiling can no longer hold up...
There was a constant "squeaking" sound from the top of the head, and pieces of the ceiling began to fall... Every situation unfolding in front of Qingdeng pointed to the same fact: the time left for Qingdeng has already passed.
Not much more.
If he didn't try to escape from the cell quickly, he would be crushed to death by the collapsed ceiling before he was roasted or choked to death!
Qingdeng's searching gaze scanned every corner of the cell again.
--This is……?
Qingdeng's eyes were firmly fixed on the commode placed in the corner of the room.
The toilets provided by Kodenma-machi Lao Yashiki are just wooden buckets that can be seen everywhere in the market.
The outer hoop of the barrel has an iron ring used to tighten the barrel.
——Iron circle...
Qingdeng's eyes gradually became sharper.
——Give it a try!
Qingdeng rushed to the toilet in three steps at a time, pulled out the iron ring on the bucket, and cut it into two wires each 5 centimeters long.
Then, Qingdeng returned to the cell door and poked half of his head and his arms, each holding a wire, through the gap between the bars.
"call……"
Qingden let out a long breath.
As the remaining air in the lungs was expelled bit by bit, the anxious look that had been swaying in Qingden's eyes since just now quickly disappeared.
The moment he regained his composure, Qingdeng inserted the two wires in his hand into the keyhole of the door lock.
While reviewing in his mind the lock-picking skills and knowledge he has learned so far from Sasaki, he meticulously begins the lock-picking operation in a race against death and against time!
"Hey hey hey, who are you...?"
Kyoutaro Miyabe listened to Seito's advice, covered his mouth and nose with a cloth soaked in water, and lowered his body to the ground.
Looking at Seito who was trying to pick the lock, Kyoutarou Miyabe's eyes slowly opened wide, as if he had seen something strange.
——Tsk... Damn it, I can't see clearly...
For the first time in his life, Qingden hated his head for growing too big.
Even though he tried his best, he could still only squeeze half of his head out of the prison.
The obstruction of his vision made it completely impossible for him to see the internal structure of the copper lock. He could only touch and feel it with his fingers, and tried blindly bit by bit.
The whisper of sparks exploding came to my ears.
I feel the heat wave getting stronger and stronger behind me.
The tip of my nose smelled an increasingly choking stench and thick smoke.
Danger is imminent.
Adrenaline is pumping.
The heart was beating fast and hard, as if it would burst in the next second due to being unable to withstand the pressure.
It was obvious that his body was instinctively reacting violently, but Qingdeng's consciousness and spirit were exceptionally calm.
"Gathering God" is being activated... All he can see at this moment is the iron wire in his hand and the copper lock on the cell door.
The limited field of vision, the lack of easy access to tools... these factors made it difficult for Qingdeng to exert his own abilities, and the difficulty of opening locks skyrocketed.
Fail, fail, fail again, fail again...
But no matter how many times he failed, Qingdeng was never discouraged and never stopped... Correction, it should be said that Qingdeng no longer has the concept of "discourage".
If he doesn't open the cell door quickly, there will be only one way to die. Driven by this thought, Qingdeng, who has no way out, fights and fails again and again, but he fails again and again.
How long has passed? I don’t know. Qingdeng has lost his sense of time.
After trying for an unknown number of times, Qingden suddenly felt a strange vibration transmitted from the keyhole to his fingers.
Qingdeng's eyes suddenly condensed.
Without any need to think, Qingden immediately fiddled with the lock according to the feeling he just felt.
Katcha, kacha, kacha, kacha...
The sound of the wire moving in the keyhole became the only sound Qingdeng could hear clearly.
The vibration felt by the fingers became stronger and stronger.
Just when the intensity of this shaking feeling reached its peak—clang—the copper lock opened and fell to the ground.
Also falling to the ground was Qingdeng's body.
Almost at the same moment when he successfully pried open the copper lock, before Qingdeng could show his expression of joy, his feet took action first.
He jumped forward and pushed open the cell door which finally opened.
The unstoppable body and the copper lock fell to the ground in no particular order.
At this time, Qingdeng heard a loud "rumbling" sound behind him.
Dust and smoke billowed.
Countless sparks flew across the sky like fireflies.
Qingdeng turned around and looked back. It turned out that the ceiling of his cell had collapsed.
The ceiling, which was burning with raging fire, came down and turned into the floor of Qingdeng's cell in an instant.
If Qingdeng's speed in opening the lock had been even a little slower, he would have been crushed into a meat pie by now.
——What a critical moment...
Qingdeng let out a sigh of relief and grinned.
Successfully escaping from the cell - this is certainly worthy of joy, but now is not the time to celebrate.
He has just left the cell. He has not changed yet. He is still in the fire scene and in danger of losing his life if he is not careful.
"Kyoutaro Miyabe! Are you still alive?" Aoto climbed up and asked loudly in the direction of Kyoutaro Miyabe's cell.
At some unknown moment, a huge wooden beam fell between Aoto's cell and Kyotaro Miyabe's cell.
Collapsed wooden beams obstructed the view.
Qingdeng raised his eyes and saw waves of flames and thick smoke filling his field of vision.
"Is he dead..."
Qingden pursed his lips.
The person I had been chatting with today died in such an unexplained way... The changes in the world are really unpredictable.
Aoborimoto also thought about trying to rescue Kyotaro Miyabe.
Now it seems that this is no longer necessary.
"Where is the way out?"
Qingden tightened the wet cloth on his face and looked around, looking for a way out.
The raging fire and the burned-down ceilings and walls changed the surrounding terrain beyond recognition.
Qingdeng could only rely on the memory he had when he was escorted to prison, while exploring and moving forward.
——Heh... It would be a hell of a joke to have the squad leader transformed from a thief into a sea of fire...
Qingden suddenly realized that he was an incredibly optimistic person.
At this time, I still have time to laugh at myself.
The predecessors of the Huo Fu Thief Kai were the "Huo Fu Kai", which specialized in catching arsonists, and the "Thief Kai", which specialized in catching thieves.
In order to integrate resources and other considerations, the shogunate merged the two teams - and the "Fire Pay Thieves Kai", which specialized in catching arsonists and thieves, was born.
As time goes by and the situation changes, the Huo Fu Thief Gai gradually no longer only catches arsonists and thieves, but its specific functions gradually become today's specialized responsibility for dealing with major criminal crimes and vicious criminals.
"Cough! Cough cough cough cough!"
Qingdeng moved forward slowly, coughing a few times every few steps.
His throat was so dry that Qingden felt that when he opened his mouth, thick black smoke would immediately float out from between his teeth.
I didn't dare to swallow. Every time I swallowed, it felt like I was swallowing a knife.
However, in fact, Qingden couldn't even swallow his saliva now.
The moisture in his mouth had long been evaporated by the high temperature of the environment.
Although the fire and smoke that filled the surrounding area were a hindrance, it was not to the extent that it would be difficult to walk. It was truly a blessing among misfortunes.
The fire was so strong that almost everyone who could escape had escaped.
Those who can't escape...that's about it.
On the way to find the exit, Qingdeng didn't meet even a single living person.
All they encountered were corpses that had been choked to death and suffocated to death, as well as pieces of human-shaped charcoal...
The reason why Qingdeng can still remain generally awake until now is all thanks to his daily physical exercise that he has never slacked off, as well as the physical bonus brought to him by talents such as "Yuan Yang +1".
However, no matter how strong your body is, it will eventually come to an end.
The gradually increasing concentration of carbon monoxide and the rapidly decreasing concentration of oxygen in the air caused Qingdeng's drawing review to slowly and uncontrollably experience abnormal reactions.
Qingdeng has begun to feel that his head is dizzy, the strength of his limbs is gradually being withdrawn, and breathing is becoming more and more difficult...
If he continues like this, he will become one of the piles of corpses and charcoal he saw on the road.
Fortunately, at this moment, Qingdeng suddenly spotted a very familiar wall.
——This wall is...?!
Qingdeng stared blankly at the mottled wooden wall in front of him.
He remembered clearly: when he was sent to the cell in the morning, he passed by the left side of this wall!
In this case... Qingdeng followed the scene in his memory and turned to look to the left side of the wall - a long and narrow corridor that looked very familiar to him lay in front of him!
——Finally found the exit...!
At this moment, Qingdeng felt that his body became a little lighter, and the fatigue and discomfort accumulated in his body also disappeared a lot.
If you find a way to leave...then the next thing will be easier!
Qingdeng steeled himself and walked straight ahead along the path he had taken when he came.
Familiar corners, familiar sliding paper doors... Qingdeng passed by one place or another that left more or less impressions in his mind.
Qingdeng was convinced: he was getting closer to the exit and the place without flames!
I don't know if it was Qingdeng's imagination, but his skin seemed to vaguely feel the cool air that had not been burned by the fire waves.
——No...my head is starting to feel dizzy again...
Qingden thought to himself as he walked around the corner of the corridor on the right.
——You have to hurry up...
Before he could finish his thoughts, he suddenly saw a thunderous light flashing out from behind the corner of the corridor and slashing down towards his Heavenly Spirit Cap!
Qingdeng's expression changed and he hurriedly stepped back.
A chill that was unique to the blade flashed in front of Qingdeng.
Immediately afterwards, Qingdeng saw a few strands of his hair falling down.
One jump, another jump, three jumps. Qingdeng's body flashed flexibly, and he jumped back several steps in one breath, widening the gap between him and the corner of the corridor where a white blade suddenly "popped out".
"The response is good... As expected of a benevolent king..."
A warrior wearing a low-rimmed bamboo hat, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, walked slowly out from behind the corner of the corridor.
In his hand he held a shining knife.
Looking at this "mysterious man" who suddenly appeared, Qingdeng looked solemn.
"...I was just wondering why the fire in the prison started so strangely and burned so fast. Sure enough, someone was behind it..."
On the first day he was imprisoned, he encountered a fire; the fire spread unusually fast; an unknown person suddenly appeared in the fire scene and launched a sneak attack on him... Qingdeng's suspicion in advance came true - behind the fierce fire, there was something hidden.
The mastermind behind the scenes!
"hehe……"
The mysterious man shook his shoulders with a smile on his face.
"Because I felt that just setting a fire might not kill you 100% of the time, so I stayed here for a while... Fortunately, I didn't leave directly, otherwise the fire would have been in vain.
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The mysterious man's voice was very young, with the accent of an Edo native. Judging from the timbre, he was in his twenties at most.
"Who are you?" Qingdeng shouted sharply, "Are you the killers sent by the Akabane family? Or... are you the remnants of the anti-barbarian group?"
In Qingteng's memory, the only enemies who had a life-or-death hatred against him and wanted to eliminate him even at the cost of such drastic measures were the remnants of the Akabane family and the anti-barbarian group.
In terms of possibility, Qingdeng thinks the former is more likely.
The anti-barbarian group has long been crushed to ashes. Even if there are still some lucky ones who escaped the shogunate's suppression, their small number of people and small amount of energy will not make a big difference.
He was imprisoned by the "Direct Participation Alliance" organized by the Akabane family. In order to kill him who was imprisoned and whose movements were restricted, the Akabane family sent assassins to kill him and silence him - this logical chain is clear and reasonable.
However, although this conjecture is logically consistent, there is an unexplainable question: Did the Akabane family go to such great lengths to kill him?
You know, because Japanese buildings are extremely afraid of fire, the crime of arson is a first-class crime with absolutely zero tolerance under the laws of the Edo Shogunate!
All arsonists, regardless of gender or origin, are sentenced to be burned alive.
As for the Akabane family, they would not hesitate to commit arson in order to kill him. If someone were to find out, the entire family would face disaster?
"Akabane? The barbarian group? Huhahahahaha!"
The mysterious man looked up to the sky and laughed.
The laughter was so strong and loud, it was like hearing some very funny joke.
After the laughter subsided, he said quietly:
"O Ju Qingden, you have more enemies... than you think!"
Qingdeng heard the mysterious man's last few words suddenly become louder.
This was not because the mysterious man increased his volume, but because he instantly shortened the distance between him and Qingdeng!
"Go to hell! Tachibana Aoden!"
White light flashed in the air, and the knife raised by the above section was slashed towards Qingdeng's head!
The ribs of the knife are very straight and the knife is very powerful.
If it had been chopped hard, Qingdeng's whole head would have split in half like a watermelon.
Qingdeng subconsciously wanted to pull out the saber on his waist to meet the enemy, but he suddenly remembered that he was unarmed now! Not to mention the saber on his waist, there was not even a single thing in his body that could be used as a weapon, not to mention the saber on his waist.
None!
Tsk. Qingdeng smacked his lips, stepped to the right and dodged the mysterious man's slash.
Qingdeng's dodging steps contained the movement and potential energy of a forward pounce.
In the next breath, Qingdeng lowered his body and slid forward, intending to capture and subdue the mysterious man.
Unexpectedly, the mysterious man is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He has long seen through Qingdeng's intention. At almost the same time as Qingdeng pounced on him, he put the knife in his chest to protect his body and jumped back.
Give Qingden a chance to get closer.
Qingdeng's counterattack failed, and the mysterious man launched a new attack at the right time.
The blade rustled in the wind, grazing the ground and striking Qingdeng's chest.
Qingdeng dodged it. The mysterious man relentlessly delivered the second blow, then the third blow...
——Damn, my head is getting dizzy...!
For Qingdeng at the moment, he has no weapons at hand and must fight against the mysterious man's knife attack with his bare hands. This is not the most difficult situation.
To say what is the most difficult situation Qingdeng is currently facing, it must be that his body is becoming increasingly overwhelmed!
Staying at the fire scene for a long time had already put Qingdeng's body in an extremely uncomfortable state due to lack of oxygen.
The negative consequences of physical discomfort are reflected in all aspects.
For example: strength becomes weaker, reaction becomes slower, physical strength is poor...
Fighting with others will greatly increase the body's demand for oxygen, thereby further deepening the physical discomfort and making it increasingly difficult to cope with the mysterious man's fierce offensive.
The delay in subduing the mysterious man forced the battle with the mysterious man to be extended; as the time was extended, the body became less and less able to obey his orders, making the battle with Kamino even more difficult...
A headache-inducing vicious cycle...
——No...if this continues...I will definitely lose...
Qingdeng wiped the beads of sweat hanging on his chin while thinking about a counterattack strategy.
"What's wrong? Tachibana Aoden? You look tired?"
The mysterious man saw Qingdeng's fatigue and decline. He seemed to be thinking of "cat playing with mouse" and slowed down his offensive against Qingdeng.
I saw him walking slowly towards Qingdeng with a knife in hand, while mocking Qingdeng unscrupulously.
Qingdeng ignored the mysterious man's taunts and focused all his attention on how to reverse the predicament at hand.
At this time, Qingdeng suddenly found a long stick at his feet. It should have been part of the beam.
This long stick, with one end intact and the other end burning with flames, was hidden deep in the hidden shadows.
From the perspective of the mysterious man, he should not be able to see the stick...
"..." Qingdeng pondered for a moment, and then——
"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Qingdeng suddenly crouched down with one knee on the ground, holding his hands on the ground, and coughed so fast that it sounded like he was about to vomit his lungs out.
Seeing this, the mysterious man raised his eyebrows and said in a tone of regret and regret:
"Is it no longer possible... No matter how powerful a swordsman is, once he loses his sword, he becomes weak and can be bullied. What a pity. I wanted to learn more about Niou's power..."
The mysterious man pretended to sigh.
Then, he stepped forward and rushed straight towards Qingdeng!
Check, check, check—!
The tip of the lower part of the knife was dragged on the ground, making a series of harsh and sharp sounds.
It seems that the mysterious man plans to finish his work in one battle and kill Qingdeng in one go!
The mysterious man was rushing towards him, but Qingdeng - he was still holding his hands on the ground, coughing painfully.
"Go to hell! Ju Qingden!" The mysterious man's voice was so high that it was almost hoarse, "Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
The knife swept Qingdeng's head diagonally from bottom to top.
At this moment of lightning, Qingdeng, who had been coughing painfully just now, suddenly stopped coughing.
In an instant, Qingdeng suddenly stretched his upper body like a piece of spring! At the same time, he reached out and took out the wooden stick lying quietly at his feet, and put it on his waist.
Using the momentum of his forward attack, Qingdeng dodged the mysterious man's knife and passed by him.
At the moment when the two figures overlapped and separated, Qingdeng waved the wooden stick in his hand horizontally! The stick hit the mysterious man's waist and abdomen firmly.
"Pooh!"
The figure of the mysterious man flying backwards looked like a baseball hit by a home run.
As soon as his body hit the ground...
Peng!
It was like the sound of a watermelon being smashed, resounding throughout the fire scene.
Qingdeng didn't even give the other party a chance to say his last words. As soon as the mysterious man fell from the sky, he immediately rushed forward, aimed at the mysterious man's face, and swung his stick continuously.
He hit him 7 times in a row... until the mysterious man's head almost changed from three dimensions to two dimensions before he stopped.
[Ding! Talent scanned]
[Successfully copied talent: "Iron Lung"]
[Introduction to talent: Cardiopulmonary function is stronger than that of ordinary people]
[Ding! It has been detected that the host already has the same type of talent]
[Ding! Start talent fusion]
[Ding! "Iron Lung" and "Iron Lung +1" begin to merge]
[Please wait a moment, host...Please wait a moment, host...]
[Ding! Talent fusion successful]
["Iron Lung +1" ability upgrade - "Iron Lung +2"]
[Introduction to the "Iron Lung +2" talent: the talent effect is enhanced on the original basis. "+9" is the highest level]
"Have you realized the power of Niou now?"
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