Chapter 1850 The Realm Is Too Low

When an ordinary man is angry, his blood will be splashed three feet; when the emperor is angry, millions of people will be buried dead.

This is not a random move, but a traceable one.

Even now, which seems to be relatively peaceful, there are still cases of monarchs assassinating powerful ministers, and the entire family is completely slaughtered.

Therefore, this seemingly calm Zephyr Continent actually has undercurrents and constant murderous intent.

Sighing secretly, "In prosperity, the people will suffer, in death, the people will suffer." I leaned down and used the tip of the demon knife to pick up the gorgeous clothes on the bones.

As usual, after being exposed to the air, these clothes, pants, and actions should rot into dust like this person's flesh and blood. But how long has it been, why is there no oxidation effect at all?

After holding my chin and thinking for a while, I exerted my strength with my arm and lifted it hard, lifting the brocade clothes from the dense white frame.

The white bones couldn't hold back, and they scattered into the coffin with a crash. The white and round skull accidentally hit the edge of the coffin. With a crisp sound, it rolled to the ground, and then there were a lot of rolling wheels, and it hit the side of the coffin. on the corner of the wall.

With a soft sound, a row of large-caliber firecrackers suddenly appeared three meters above the skull. The caliber of the firecrackers was visually estimated to be no less than 30 millimeters.

I was startled and thought to myself: If this thing hits you, it will be bad!

Subconsciously, he waved his two swords, ready to chop away the lead bullets one by one.

I still have full confidence in dealing with this kind of machine gun. After all, without the control of an adventurer, it is impossible to attach magic, and the power of natural lead bullets is also greatly limited.

The reason why I was frightened was because I had never seen such a large-caliber firecracker before, and I didn’t know whether the lead bullet it fired was an independent bullet or a scattered bullet.

It would be easier to deal with a single lead bullet, but if it were a shotgun, my clothes would basically be gone.

Although I put a lot of daily necessities in my spare backpack, I forgot to prepare spare clothes.

In other words, once the clothes are destroyed now, I have only two choices, either to be naked and show myself to others, or to strip off the dead clothes and put on them.

But looking at the black water dripping down from the gorgeous clothes, I feel disgusted from the bottom of my bones.

So I stared at the gun, secretly praying that it would shoot a whole lead bullet instead of a loose bullet.

However, my wish was not fulfilled. With a deafening loud noise, countless black lead bullets came towards me like flowers scattered by a goddess. They not only covered my position, but also covered the other four coffins, destroying all my coffins. All places that may be used for refuge are covered.

Faced with the overwhelming amount of lead bullets, I felt powerless.

Death is inevitable. Even without the protection of killing intent, they cannot cause me physical harm based on physical strength alone - but they can cause a critical blow to my spirit!

It looked like his clothes couldn't be saved. Even if he wasn't naked, he would still be so tattered that he couldn't bear to look at them.

In despair, I held up the gorgeous clothes of the dead man high in front of me without any hope, facing thousands of lead bullets.

I just hope it can be a little bit of a buffer.

There was a muffled crackling sound, and the rain of lead bullets enveloped me and the surrounding ground.

I closed my eyes, my heart filled with despair, waiting for the bursts of pain from the lead bullet hitting my body.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no impact feeling on the body.

Could it be that my muscles, bones, and skin are so strong that even lead bullets cannot shake them?

Opening his eyes in confusion, he suddenly discovered that all the lead bullets that were fired at him were scattered around, forming a carpet of lead bullets.

The gorgeous dress in front of me was not only not pierced by lead bullets, it wasn't even damaged at all!

This strange situation amazed me.

"What kind of clothes are these made of?" I asked myself: "It's so tough?"

"It's definitely not made of cloth anyway," Odachi continued, "I've never seen any kind of cloth that can withstand the baptism of lead bullets."

He spread the Chinese clothes on the ground and looked at them over and over again. No matter how much he rubbed or pulled, he couldn't find any clues about them.

After studying it for a while, my patience was finally worn out. I pulled out the demon knife and planned to dissect this gorgeous dress.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Odachi stopped him.

"Cut it open and study the material," I said. "Maybe we can use this to increase the strength of the equipment."

"Are you a professional craftsman?" Odachi asked, "If not, it would be more reliable to hand it over to the craftsmen when you come back."

I thought about it for a while and felt that what Odachi said was reasonable, so I gave up the plan of cutting open the robe.

Odachi said again: "I think this dress is not simple. Why don't you put it in your pocket first? Maybe you can use it later."

I glanced at the black water still dripping down with disgust, frowned and said: "This is a bit dirty, let's forget it."

"Why is it dirty?" Odachi retorted: "This black water is oxidized flesh and blood. Why don't you ever dislike it when you kill monsters and get covered in blood? But if it changes color and state, you dislike it like this?"

"To tell you the truth," I said, "flesh looks much better than that, and it doesn't smell bad."

"Just think of it as the skin of a rotten flesh puppet," Odachi suggested. "It might be easier to accept it this way."

I hesitated again and again: "Do you really want to bring it with you?"

"It would be better if it could be worn directly on the body," Odachi said, "Not only does it not take up space, but it might also save a lot of trouble."

".Forget it, I'll just put it in the bag."

He folded the clothes, stuffed them into his spare backpack, and walked around the other four coffins without opening them rashly.

After all, this is an ancient artifact that has lasted for thousands of years. Even if I don't agree with its value, it's best not to destroy it wantonly.

What it represents is not only the coffin itself, but also a history of blood and fire.

Ignoring the jewelry and gold coins in the corner, I walked straight to the end of the tomb, where there was a tightly closed door. Directly above the door, a ferocious-looking animal head was carved.

The erected hairs, sharp teeth, and cold and cruel eyes make this ferocious beast head seem to be alive.

After staring at the animal eyes carved from rubies for a while, I sighed in admiration: "This craftsmanship is amazing, but it's a pity that it is not infused with hallucinogenic magic."

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think," Odachi said: "I can feel the magic fluctuations in the eyes of these beasts, but since the experience in the sewers of Airui City, your mental power has become inexplicably stronger. Can ignore the impact of this illusion."

"Is there such a thing?" I asked in surprise, "I didn't even know it!"

"What's so surprising about this?" Odachi said, "It's easy to know others, but it's hard to know yourself. Only when you have a thorough understanding of yourself can you be truly strong. You, your realm is still too low."