Chapter 296: Magic Crystal Cannon Bombarding the City

"*Awoo awoo awoo! *" Bai Hou was controlled and felt very uncomfortable, wanting to struggle, but was slapped on the forehead by the little angel.

"*Awoo! *" The little angel roared at it.

"*Awoo... *" Bai Hou was aggrieved and snorted.

Ang grabbed Bai Hou's phantom and kneaded it there. After a while, he suddenly asked: "How to hammer?"

Lord Nai Ge said: "Egg-stuck. Solve the problem of egg-stuck. Some young dragons have already developed consciousness in the egg and can talk to their parents, but they die because of being stuck in the egg. It's too heartbreaking. This is unreasonable. You see if you can modify it, so that the young dragon's nerves don't connect to the eggshell. In that case, even if it's stuck, it can knock the eggshell to pieces."

Ang gestured for a while but didn't hammer down. Instead, he released the control of Bai Hou: "Don't know where to hammer, find a stuck egg."

"You mean, you can't modify this defect through Bai Hou? Because you don't know which one is the defect that causes egg-stuck? Need to find a stuck egg?" Lord Nai Ge translated.

Ang nodded.

"Then fine, Bai Hou, you call Bu Lusike." Lord Nai Ge said.

Bai Hou shook its head: "*Awoo! *"

"Ku Ba Da, let you learn to speak dragon language, *awoo awoo awoo* all day, you can't even speak dragon language." Lord Nai Ge was angry.

Bai Hou actually understood dragon language, but didn't speak it often, and couldn't express too complex things through bloodline summoning.

There was no way, so he had to find Nai Aili and let her contact Bu Lusike. The reply was: "There are a few, but they are not stable yet. If they are moved easily, they will die. How about you and Lord Ang come to Longdao? I'll pick you up near the shore, how about that?"

Rex was an island on the sea, only four or five kilometers away from the mainland. From the shore, one could see the land on the other side. This was the human city with a teleportation array closest to Longdao.

Ang brought the little angel, little zombie, Lightning, Big Cat, and Lu Se together out of the teleportation array.

The teleportation array charged both ways. Ang used his own teleportation array to teleport from Meishencheng, so he didn't have to pay, but after coming out of the teleportation array, he needed to pay the receiving end.

The receiving end consumed less energy. One person only needed to pay a fixed five gold coins or half a magic crystal.

The consumption of the teleportation end was not fixed, generally two or three magic crystals. If it was a cross-plane teleportation, it could require ten or twenty crystals.

The grain-for-population trade between the Danhai Plane and Anthony consumed a full two million magic crystals from Anthony. That is to say, for these 150,000 tons of grain, Anthony paid twelve times the normal grain price.

But no one was dissatisfied with Anthony's operation, because of the famine, it was normal for grain prices to rise seven or eight times. Being able to buy grain was already very good.

Secondly, expelling heretics was something many extremist believers were happy to do. They were very active in donating money, and they raised the money in half a month.

They weren't happy to donate money to buy grain, but they were very active in donating money to expel heretics. They felt that the Danhai Plane was a poor and bitter place, and it was worth it to drive the heretics there to suffer.

But Anthony knew that with Ang there, the Danhai Plane would definitely be "food" worry-free, and the hardship was only in the early stages.

The pathfinding of the priests of the Goddess of Abundance also confirmed this, so everyone was happy.

"One, two, three, four, plus one horse, exactly five magic crystals," the collector counted and said.

Lu Se shouted: "Isn't it half a crystal per person? Why is it five?"

"You have a horse. One horse is equal to six people," the collector explained.

Lu Se glanced at Lightning and obediently paid five magic crystals, then glanced at Lightning and said: "You are really expensive."

Lightning glared at the collector: "You are the horse. Your whole family is horses."

The four people and one horse walked away. The collector only reacted then: "This horse... can speak? My hallucination? However, its fur hat is very good-looking. Where did it buy it?"

Ang and his party left the area of the teleportation array and walked into a bustling world.

After coming to the human world, Ang had been spinning around in the desert and basically hadn't been to many human cities. However, even the cities he went to weren't as bustling as Drake. This place was simply a pile of people. Looking around, they were all people.

Drake was a very prosperous trade transit point. Merchants, sailors, pirates, mercenaries—all kinds of people were there, some even coming from the distant Star Republic.

Meishencheng was only separated from the Star Republic by half a desert, but to get here by water, one had to go around half the continent, with a journey of over ten thousand kilometers.

If there were no magic and no storage magic tools, sea ships simply couldn't sail such a long distance, and the crew would die of strange diseases.

With all parties gathering, people in all kinds of attire were there: people wrapped from head to toe in cloaks, sand people wearing only a few strips of cloth, and pirates with bare feet.

Of course, people with sharp eyes could see they were pirates, but they absolutely wouldn't admit it, unless they met them on the ocean.

And there were many thieves. Lu Se reached back and grabbed a tiny wrist.

Turning his head, he saw a plain-looking boy. There was no fluctuation of magic power or fighting spirit on his body, but his hand was as soft as a rope, turning into Lu Se's clothes, where Lu Se's spatial storage bag was hanging.

The thief smiled awkwardly because he found that not only Lu Se had discovered him, but even Ang, the little angel, and others, including the horse and the fur hat on the horse's head, were tilting their heads to look at him, clearly having discovered his theft.

This didn't make sense. His own spring noodle hands were as fast as lightning, soft as rope, and swift as wind. Even a great swordsman would find it hard to discover his movements. Could it be that these people all had the keenness of a Sword Saint?

"Little friend, what do you want to do?" Lu Se was a bit surprised, but also a bit excited. A thief, he had seen a thief for the first time in his life, and he had actually stolen from him. Heavens, this was too exciting.

"Sorry, sorry, just wanted to steal something, missed. Sorry, can you let me go?" the thief said with a smile, but there was no expression of apology on his face.

Lu Se was puzzled: "Just let you go like this? Aren't you a thief? Why should I let you go? Shouldn't I catch you and see the magistrate?"

The thief laughed: "Magistrate? I know him. I often go to see him. But if you don't let me go, you won't be able to see him."

Lu Se immediately found that several strangers were surrounding them without moving, which made him couldn't help but laugh, and he squeezed hard.

The thief let out a scream, his wrist squeezed into real noodles, and the bones inside were presumably shattered.

"Too good, don't see the magistrate? Then I can handle it myself." Lu Se grinned, reached out to grab the other hand, and squeezed it again. This time the thief had two real noodle hands.

Lu Se not only moved but also very insidiously, only using brute force, without a trace of fighting spirit fluctuation on his body. From the perspective of others, it looked like he had just squeezed the thief twice with brute force.

Why not use fighting spirit? Of course, it was because he was afraid of scaring others.

Several strangers who surrounded them changed their faces, reached into their bosoms, and a sharp thorn appeared in their palms, rushing over.

If there was no defense, being stabbed in the ribs or stomach by them, many people wouldn't be able to bear it.

One of the muscular, burly men flashed behind Lu Se and stabbed out.

A tender little fist smashed into the outside of his thigh. The little angel's height, if she didn't jump, could only hit here.

But it didn't matter where she hit. The burly man was like being slapped by a giant bear. Amidst the sound of bone cracking, he flew out horizontally.

He hit a nearby stall, knocked over the table, smashed the mud wall behind, and the whole person got stuck in the hole, fainting without a sound.

The little angel excitedly raised her little fist and let out a roar: "*Awoo! *"

The little angel's help, Lu Se, however, couldn't be happy at all, shouting like a big child whose toy had been snatched: "No need for help, I'll do it myself..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure crashed into another fellow who was approaching, knocking him flying.

A glance was enough to know it was the little zombie. In order not to be conspicuous, the little zombie didn't armorize, but relying on a fresh, tough skin and strong flesh, he crashed like a chariot.

Lu Se didn't dare to say anything more. If he said a few more words, there would be no hair left.

After a beating, Lu Se, the little angel, and the little zombie used very sloppy methods to knock the seven or eight thief gangs to the ground. Although they had already been very lenient, three people against seven or eight thief gangs, no matter how lenient they were, it was useless.

Lu Se finally didn't use force. The other party hit him with soft punches, he hit back, didn't block, and let the other party hit him, stimulating the other party to think they could win. They fought for a few minutes, and finally, they were too tired to lift their hands, and Lu Se knocked them down.

Heavens, it was purely forced. Following a master like Ang who only wanted to farm, it was really not easy to find a fight.

Their fight attracted everyone's attention. Unlike other places, people here didn't run away in a panic, but excitedly gave up the middle area, forming a big circle, watching the fun with their arms crossed. Some even took out some snacks and fruit, eating and chatting while watching.

"Yo, it's so difficult to beat a few thieves. These outsiders are miserable."

"Are these thieves from the Noodle Brotherhood? Heard the president of the Noodle Brotherhood has a relationship with the Canglong Pirates?"

"Quietly tell you, the leader of the Canglong Pirates is the younger brother of the president of the Noodle Brotherhood. One plunders on the sea, and the other sells stolen goods on the island. They cooperate."

"Really? Then what's going on with these thieves?"

"Anyway, they are all selling stolen goods. What's the difference between robbing and stealing? So they raise more thieves to earn some extra money."

"Does the magistrate care?"

"Care, how can they not care? If someone catches a thief, they care. First, catch you to the magistrate's office, identify your identity. If you are a stinky mercenary or small businessman without power or influence, they won't let you out until you are bankrupt."

"Uh, I'm asking, do they care about these thieves?"

"*Hehe*, four-tenths of the harvest of every thief goes to the Brotherhood, and four-tenths goes to the magistrate's office. The rest belongs to these thieves. How could the magistrate's office care? As long as they don't steal from nobles, high officials, or big businessmen, they won't care at all. But now that these few fellows have been beaten, the magistrate's office will soon come out to care."

As soon as the words fell, a team of fully armed soldiers, led by the magistrate, squeezed through the crowd and surrounded Lu Se, the little angel, and the little zombie: "Who is fighting here! Catch them all and take them back!"

"Right, right, right, catch them. These thieves dared to steal my money—uh, it was them who stole my money. Why catch me?" Lu Se asked in surprise.

"Gathering to fight, go back to assist in the investigation. If it's really as you said, we'll let you go then," the magistrate explained kindly.

Lu Se also smiled kindly: *Believe your ghost. *

Without a trace, he glanced at Ang and found that Ang had no expression. Anyway, it was still early, so go over and see what kind of tricks the other party wanted to play. If they dared not handle it properly, he would dismantle their magistrate's office then.

Lu Se led the little angel and the little zombie and followed the other party to the magistrate's office. He had to lead them; if he didn't, the little angel would start fighting directly, and then there would be no fun.

Not only did he have to lead them, but he also had to persuade them in a low voice: "Don't do it, wait until we get there to play."

The party arrived at the magistrate's office. Those thieves who were pretending to be arrested were taken to another room and locked up.

The magistrate looked at Lu Se with a smile: "May I ask where you are from? What are you doing in Rex? How many people are there?..."

Lu Se told the truth.

When he found out that Ang and the others were from the desert and were here for tourism, and there were only four people and one horse, the magistrate's face changed, and he asked with a grin: "You gathered to fight, violating local laws, and need to go to jail and pay a fine. Do you choose to go to jail or pay a fine?"

Lu Se said: "It's not gathering to fight, it's them stealing from me."

"Stealing? Bring the wounded up," the magistrate said.

Very quickly, seven or eight thieves were brought over, kneeling and crying: "Lord, injustice! We were walking on the road properly, and they rushed over and hit everyone they saw, beating all of us into injuries."

"Right, right, right, he also said we were thieves, a gang. Heavens, I came out to buy vegetables by myself. I don't know any of these people."

"Right, right, right, we don't know each other at all. They rushed out and hit us, beating us all into injuries."

The thieves said in unison.

The magistrate turned his head and said: "It seems it's not gathering to fight, but you assaulting people. You need to be sentenced to whipping, but you can pay a fine to offset the punishment. Do you pay the fine? Or do you want to be whipped?"

Lu Se laughed in anger and said: "I'll whip your Ba Da!"

The little angel was the first to rush up, waving her little fist.

A series of screams rang out in the magistrate's office. Half an hour later, the soldiers and the magistrate lay on the ground, and even at the door, there were several.

Almost everyone lying at the door had a big hoof print on their face. Lightning blocked the door, and not one could run out.

He had already tried his best to hold back, but it was only enough to play for half an hour. Lu Se felt a bit unsatisfied, grabbed the magistrate, stuffed him into a chair, and interrogated: "Do you usually collude like this?"

The bruised and swollen magistrate cried: "Sorry, Lord, I don't know, I won't dare again, I won't dare again."

Looking at him like this, Lu Se felt very bored. Bullying these ordinary people had no sense of achievement at all.

"Fortunately, it was us who fell into your hands. If it were other law-abiding people, wouldn't they be bankrupted by you? Don't be a magistrate anymore, go home and be a cripple," Lu Se broke the magistrate's leg and arm and kicked him to the side.

Just at this moment, a shooting star streaked across the sky and fell not far away. A loud noise came from there, emitting a violent vibration, as well as a mushroom cloud rising into the sky and intense elemental fluctuations.

"What happened?" Everyone turned their heads to look in the direction of the loud noise.

Lord Nai Ge looked at the giant mushroom cloud and said: "Seems to be a magic crystal cannon? Magic crystal cannon bombarding the city?"

Lu Se grabbed the magistrate he had just kicked to the side and pointed in the direction of the mushroom cloud: "What place is that? Who is firing the magic crystal cannon?"

The magistrate was pale with pain, struggling to look up in the direction of the mushroom cloud, his face even paler:

"That... that side is the City Lord's Mansion. Someone is firing a cannon to bombard the City Lord's Mansion. It must be pirates. I... I know, it must be the mortal enemy of the Canglong Pirates, the Black Pressure Pirate Group. Last month, Canglong raided Black Pressure's lair. They are here for revenge."

"Black Pressure? Who gave such a casual name?" Lu Se said powerlessly. Suddenly he felt a bright light, looked up, and his whole face turned white instantly.

One could see a magic crystal cannonball drawing a parabola across the sky, throwing toward the direction they were in. The landing point was exactly the location of the magistrate's office where they were. Bombarding the city, the magistrate's office was definitely the target to be cleared first.

The magic crystal cannon was the most powerful magic weapon humans had created. Its power was absolutely not something manpower could contend with, and high-level Sword Saints were no exception. Even a Truth Mage, if hit by a magic crystal cannon without any preparation, would be blasted into slag.

The only way was to run. The speed of the magic crystal cannon wasn't particularly fast, and the landing point was predictable. Most strong people could dodge it, so magic crystal

Lu Se subconsciously wanted to dodge, but when he turned his head to look, he discovered that the little angel, the little zombie, Flash, and the big cat were all staring blankly at the glowing magic crystal cannonball.

The only one who took action was Ang; Ang was seen stepping into the air step by step, treading on the atmosphere to meet the magic crystal cannonball, dragon scales rising all over his body.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si, projected onto Ang, shouted anxiously: "Are you crazy? Why are you turning into the Dragon God? Time Stop and Spatial Solidification are useless; it will still explode when the time comes, you will die! You'd be better off turning into Bonehard Luoke than the Dragon God!"

Ang had no time to pay attention to him; he reached out both hands and, just before the magic crystal cannonball was about to touch them, activated Spatial Solidification.