Mirror World Administrator

Chapter 107 Qingyang City: Thanks to the Prisoner for the Rocket
"As for fireworks, the props that are blown up will float randomly in different directions. Depending on their weight, the final landing distance is between 300 meters and 2000 meters. The lighter the object, the farther it will float..."

After hearing Yang Xu's guess, Bloody Dark was immediately motivated. He hurriedly took a branch and drew a map of the nearby terrain on the ground.

"That kind of badge is a relatively light object. It will probably fall into this circle of about a thousand meters..." The Bloody Darkness circled out an area of ​​one thousand meters in radius with the building as the center.

Yang Xu looked at the map drawn by Bloody Darkness, then compared it with the terrain at the scene. He quickly pointed to two buildings in the distance and said, "Let's go to these two locations and wait!"

These two buildings are just about a kilometer away from the central building, and they are the commanding heights of the surrounding area. If something really falls over, you can see the landing point more clearly from the high vantage point of the buildings.

"Okay!" The two of them set off immediately.

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On the rooftop of the building, the confrontation between the Demon Flame Guild and the prisoners continued.

"how's it going?"

A wizard was hiding at the back of the crowd, holding a crystal ball in his hand.

A figure appeared in the crystal ball, like a video call, and a man's voice came from it: "No problem, the siege is complete, we can start anytime!"

The administrator forum communication range is limited to the same city. Once it crosses cities, the forum will be unavailable. If you want to communicate in real time, you need special props to assist. This crystal ball is a remote communication prop.

"you sure?"

"Sure! We have set up three layers of mind control network, a silence barrier, and eighteen traps to surround the entire altar. Two hypnotists are on standby outside at all times. If he can still escape, I will write my name backwards!" The figure in the crystal ball said confidently.

"it is good!"

After hearing such a meticulous arrangement, the mage finally felt relieved. He glanced at the time and saw that the prisoner's resurrection cooldown period had just ended half a minute later.

The wizard finally had no more worries, put away the crystal ball, walked out of the crowd, came to the center of the rooftop, looked at the metal box in the distance and spoke.

"Prisoner, our patience is limited. We'll give you one last chance. Hand over the things now, and there's still room for maneuver. Otherwise..."

"How else?"

The prisoners' sneers rang out from behind the iron box. "You have such a good time! My altar was just restored half a minute ago, and you turn around and tell me, 'Give me one last chance!' It seems you care more about my resurrection than I do..."

"If my prediction is correct, my resurrection point is now surrounded by your people. As soon as I go back, I will be captured immediately. Not bad, right? Hahaha, do you think I will fall for your trick?"

The mage's face changed. The prisoner actually knew there was an ambush?

But if that's the case, why is he still stalling for time? The mage suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Another man stepped out and said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, prisoner! If you know what's good for you, you'll know you can't take this thing away with you today. It'll be better for everyone if you hand it over sooner rather than later!"

There was silence behind the iron box for a few seconds, and then the prisoner's sneer was heard: "Yes, I can't take the things away. But you scoundrels, don't even think about getting them!"

"What do you want to do?" The leading mage frowned.

"Don't you want the elder's ring? I'll give it back to you!"

As the prisoner said this, he suddenly showed his head from behind the iron box and swung out more than ten streams of light.

More than a dozen streams of light were all scrolls of demonic energy. After landing on the ground, they instantly condensed into more than ten hellfires on the rooftop.

Several more fell down the stairs and landed among the crowd below.

Hellfires have their own burning auras. More than ten hellfires appeared at the same time. The flames with chaotic attributes suddenly raged on the rooftop, forming a fire storm. The entire building was instantly covered by high temperature and the air became distorted.

The members of the Demon Flame Guild upstairs and downstairs were in an uproar, with exclamations and curses coming one after another.

"Ice wall!"

The leading wizard shouted hurriedly, took out his staff, and condensed a wall of ice in front of him to block the hellfire out.

Others present also cast spells, channeling magic power into the ice wall, which quickly extended into a circle, surrounding all the hellfires.

The leading mage looked at the chaotic scene without any panic. Hellfire was only a 5-star creature. If the opponent's trump card was just some demonic scrolls, he would be relieved. Apart from creating a little chaos, it would not have any substantial impact.

But then, something new appeared in the prisoner's hand, which made his eyelids twitch wildly.

It was a prop shaped like a rocket launcher, as thick as a man could hug, and was held in the prisoner's right hand. A large number of cloth bags were hung on the edge of the rocket launcher, and each bag was filled with various props of different sizes.

The moment the leading mage saw the rocket launcher, he immediately realized the prisoner's purpose and shouted angrily: "Prisoner, how dare you!"

"Hahaha, the things in the guild warehouse and what you want are all here. If you want them, go pick them up yourself!" The prisoner did not pause at all because of the wizard's threat, and he lit the fuse without hesitation.

As the wizard stared at him with a glare, there was a loud bang, and the rocket launcher suddenly rose into the air, exploded in the sky, and bloomed into a ball of colorful fireworks that filled the sky.

The fireworks were dazzling, but no one present was in the mood to appreciate them.

Because in the fireworks, there were countless purple, blue, green and white lights, flying towards the surrounding streets and alleys like meteors.

When the fireworks exploded, the seven or eight hundred onlookers nearby burst into an uproar, followed by ecstatic cheers.

When they were cleared out, most people thought that they had no chance to get something for free today, so they stayed to watch the fun. Unexpectedly, the wealthy mages from the neighboring city turned around and gave them such a big surprise.

It’s a red envelope rain made up of props!
And it was a red envelope so close that it could actually be snatched. Among the treasures flying in the sky, everyone even saw a lot of blue and a few purple lights and shadows.

Rare and epic items!

Under such a huge temptation, many people breathed quickly.

No reminder was needed. After a few seconds of silence, everyone immediately joined the scramble for the props.

"Fuck the prisoner!"

Someone on the rooftop couldn't help but curse. This was one-fifth of their guild's supplies, and they were just giving it away to these outer city administrators like prisoners handing out red envelopes.

Unfortunately, his curses could not be heard, as the prisoner in front of him had disappeared from the rooftop in the chaos, leaving only a sky full of fireworks and a messy rooftop.

The Demon Flame Guild is now faced with a dilemma: continue hunting down the prisoners, or take back the treasure first?

Chase the prisoner first? But what good would it do even if he caught up with him? The truly important things were no longer with him. Chasing the prisoner back would serve no purpose other than venting his anger.

Recover the treasure first? But is it still possible to recover it...

Everyone looked at the Qingyang City administrators below, who were in a chaotic mess and fighting like crazy, and felt deeply worried.

Yang Xu and Bloody An had no time to pay attention to the melancholy of the members of the Demon Flame Guild.

At the moment when the fireworks exploded and countless treasures flew into the sky, Yang Xu directly activated the time stop function, looked up and quickly identified the flight paths of the treasures in the sky.

"One, two, three... eight, nine!"

There are a total of nine purple streams of light, representing nine epic props.

There are more than 30 blue streams of light, and countless green and white streams of light.

Among the nine purple lights, two were mixed together and flew in the same direction. Unfortunately, they were a bit far away from him and the Bloody Darkness.

Fortunately, there was also a stream of purple light flying towards them.

"You go left and I go right, let's do it!" Broken Shadow's message appeared in the team channel, and Bloody Dark couldn't wait to jump off the building.

"Remember to mask your face."

Yang Xu reminded him and immediately jumped off the platform with a black cloth covering his face.

The first target is undoubtedly the epic props.

Because the two of them were well prepared and occupied the best terrain, the two purple lights unexpectedly fell not far from the building where they were.

But even so, it is difficult to beat some natural European emperors.

A man with the three of hearts on his head and dressed as a monk stood on the grass below, watching a purple meteor streak across the sky, getting closer and closer to him, until it landed with a loud bang in the grass more than ten meters behind him.

The monk was suddenly overjoyed and ran over quickly, ready to rush into the bushes to pick up the treasure.

Before he could get close to the bushes, he suddenly heard a sharp sound of breaking air behind him.

The monk subconsciously turned his head and saw a ghostly figure, which was so fast that it left an afterimage. It approached him in the blink of an eye from a position dozens of meters away.

Yang Xu saw that someone was about to overtake him from a distance, so he didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately used Fengxing to catch up with his competitor in an instant. Without rushing to pick up things, he swung the wooden sword in his hand at his only competitor with all his strength.

When the monk turned around, he was greeted by a flash of sword light.

The monk had no time to react. He only felt that he was stabbed by several swords all over his body, and then he was blown away by the impact of the airflow.

The monk was terrified. As soon as he landed, he hurried to check his condition. He found that his health had only dropped by one tenth, and there were almost no visible wounds on his body. He was at a loss.

The sword shadow just now was so fierce that it seemed to tear people into pieces. At that moment, he really thought he was going to be killed instantly. In the end, this was it?
When I looked up again, the attacker had already disappeared into the bushes, and the poker card above his head was the 2 of Spades!

The monk was immediately furious. A 2-star cultivator actually snatched away the meat that was right in front of his mouth. How could he tolerate this?
Without thinking, the monk summoned a flying sword and attacked.

At this time, Yang Xu had quickly picked up an epic item from the grass. It was a badge with a mage imprisoned in a cage carved on its surface.

The Outlaw's Secret Badge (Part 7)

[Type: Skin Token (Linked Token/Sub-Token)]

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"It's really a skin token?" Yang Xu was a little surprised.

"Don't go, you little thief, give me back my treasure!" A loud curse was heard.

Yang Xu didn't have time to look at it carefully. He quickly glanced at the name of the item and threw the badge into the storage bag. Then he raised the wooden sword and knocked away the flying sword that was attacking from mid-air.

As for the three-star cultivator who was shouting angrily in the distance, Yang Xu ignored him and turned away.

He is busy grabbing the treasure, so he has no time to get entangled with others!
(End of this chapter)