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Chapter 152. These rats who came back from studying abroad in Skaven are setting up snipers!
After replenishing the return stones, Mo Hao and his three companions continued on their journey.

Lao Dan and Zou Yan went to look for other sages, while Pu Tao stayed in the Jixia Academy. As for the other students, they were still recovering from their injuries.

Mo Hao, Su Zhilan and Kong Fuzi set out together. Due to the chaotic space-time boundaries in the Taixu Realm, they basically could not expect to have any exact destination.

The three of them set out to look for members of the Doomsday Society or other candidates.

The second plan was to join forces with Mozi to destroy the monster that occupied one of the Nine Cauldrons.

After all, according to the "I Have a Good Idea" that the three sages and Bodhisattva were going to come up with, the Nine Cauldrons were a necessary item.

Confucius collected the Nine Cauldrons and also planned to bring Mozi on board.

Confucius led the team along the way. I don’t know if Wang Huo gave him some inspiration, but every time a passage was opened in a certain area, Confucius seemed to intervene.

No one knew how they did it, but after a few attempts, they came to a barren land with yellow sand blowing in the wind.

This is the place where Confucius and Mozi agreed to meet.

After observing the surrounding environment, Confucius said affirmatively, "Mozi is not here. It seems we have to wait for him for a while."

Su Zhilan squatted down and pinched a handful of sand. The rough gravel was blown away from her white palm by the wind. "This place is completely desertified."

All you can see is sand and gravel, with almost no signs of plants. This level of desertification would be impossible to green in this era without the persistence of thousands of people for nearly a hundred years.

"It seems that thing has eaten up all the edible things around it." Mo Hao looked around and came to a conclusion.

The king used the power of the Nine Cauldrons to materialize his harsh rule, and directly and simply devoured his own land.

In his opinion, this area was as good as dead. Even if there was still life in some places, it could not make any changes to the natural environment.

This place will gradually become a desert and eventually turn into a deserted place.

Confucius then looked at the fine sand under his feet, and then he noticed something and said, "Mozi has arrived, come with me."

These words made the two of them look around, but they didn't see anything except the wind and sand. They didn't know how Confucius found it.

Confucius, who was leading the way, did not hide it. He pointed under his feet and found that there was a small handful of fine sand moving on its own in front of him, like a tiny sand snake.

"Moji's organs, wood and stone walk, bronze opens the mouth, you have to ask the public to lose."

Confucius explained, "In the field of mechanical devices, the Mohists and Gongshu School have always been known as the two heroes. Gongshu School's mechanical devices have always been huge, and they have conquered cities and bombarded them indiscriminately, making them invincible on the battlefield. The Mohists, on the other hand, are good at making mustard seed mechanical devices, which can defend instead of attack, and are as immovable as a mountain, making it difficult to know their hidden power."

I understand. The Gongshu family is engaged in megastructures, while the Mohist family is engaged in nanorobots.

Thinking back to the first time I met Mozi, he waved his hand and all the mechanical beasts around him turned into flowing water to form a long sword in his hand. It seemed to be some kind of nano-machine technology.

Following the guidance of the sand snake, the group soon reunited with Mo Zi.

The place where Mozi was was surrounded by a large number of turtle-shaped mechanical beasts, and on top of the turtle shell was something that looked like a cannon barrel.

After a careful look, I found that there were approximately twenty cannon turtles.

The noise caused by each artillery shell is no less than that of a mortar.

Mozi was giving orders in a makeshift cave. When Confucius brought his men over, he nodded to them.

"I went to several places but didn't find any disciples or students. Most of them were mentally ill and basically couldn't help, so I came here directly."

Mozi didn't exchange pleasantries, and directly spoke about the current situation, "The beast built a temporary palace inside, and there is a must-pass road in front of it. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack, so it has sent out tiger minions to heavily guard it." Thinking of the thing guarding the must-pass road, Mozi showed a rare anger, "The beast is getting more and more inhumane. I was worried that the situation would change, so I tried to kill it first, but I didn't expect to be discovered before I even got in."

Confucius also asked very directly, "What do you want me to do?"

Mozi took out the sand table he had made and pointed to a certain place, "Go around to the back of the palace and block the beast's escape route."

Then Mo Zi looked at Mo Hao and Su Zhilan, "Who among you knows mechanical arts? Control the mechanical beast to keep it suppressed. I'll go and deal with the tiger minions. Their bows and crossbows are too powerful. We can't suppress them without the mechanical beast."

"I'll go and deal with the enemy." Mo Hao glanced at the sand table. The overall route was very clear. "Is it enough to just run into the palace and kill the guy holding the Nine Cauldrons?"

Neither of them knows anything about mechanical engineering, so it is obviously unrealistic to ask them to control the mechanical beast.

So Mo Hao straightforwardly proposed to charge and kill the enemy himself, and Mo Zi did not object and directly told him that he would provide firepower support.

A road can be vaguely seen in the rolling yellow sand, and buildings can be seen in the distance. Many cannon turtles behind him are firing continuously, like a series of thunderbolts.

Thunder roared one after another, followed by the cover of heavy artillery fire. Mo Hao ran forward against the wind and sand.

When he was halfway through his run, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis coming, and Mo Hao's body was suddenly surrounded by golden light, enveloping his entire body.

The golden body of the devil!

clang! ! !
He just felt a hot shock, which slowed his pace slightly.

Just as he slowed down, the fiery impact continued to bombard Mo Hao's body.

Hit, hit again, hit by arrows continuously in an instant. Under the recoil of the golden body of the Heavenly Demon, all the arrows broke and the arrowheads shattered.

Twisting his body and transforming into a ghostly phantom, Mo Hao was able to avoid the subsequent continuous attacks.

Only at this time could one hear the sound of the arrow breaking through the air and the continuous thundering sounds of the bowstring.

At this time, Mo Hao could also see clearly that the man holding the bow standing on top of the building was a black-haired, mouse-like species.

At this time, Su Zhilan's voice came from the watch. She was communicating with teammates through short-distance communication, "Mo Hao, how are you?"

"I'm fine. There's a rat at the entrance of the village who set up a sniper rifle! Its firing rate is almost as fast as a Gatling gun!"

"I'm not kidding. Those rats are definitely Skavens who came back from studying abroad. Their bows and arrows broke the speed of sound and were so fast that they caught fire when they rubbed against the air."

Mo Hao finally understood why Mo Zi needed to create a group of cannon turtles to suppress the fire. There were at least ten sniper-like bows or crossbows aimed at the road on the opposite side, and the firing rate was comparable to that of the Gatling machine gun.

Anyone who wants to go there will be hit by at least one round of explosives.

Realizing that he would have no chance of entering unless he killed those rats, Mo Hao's eyes turned red and his body suddenly swelled up and turned into a giant demon.

The arrows had no way of tearing the demon's body apart. Even before the second arrow was shot, something had blocked the sunlight above the rats' heads.

That is the dark cloud called Death.

The next moment, blood splattered everywhere and body parts flew everywhere.

The arrow that shot with great power fell into the sand and was buried by the wind and sand.

(End of this chapter)