Alien Powers: God of War Reborn

Chapter 390 Death Tunnel (2)
"Damn it!" Zhang Feng slapped his thigh regretfully.In fact, he should have thought earlier that if he wanted to smoke the intruders to death with poisonous smoke, he could only do so by completely sealing off the tunnel.It's a pity that they were in a bad mood when they saw the book left by the organist just now, and lost their cool.

Let Woxing flutter around, groping around the walls inch by inch, and countless thick black shadows popped out of his fingers, spreading towards the walls.After a while, he stopped and sighed: "It is indeed completely sealed, there is not even a small hole in the stone wall."

Zhang Feng's heart moved: "Since there are no small holes around, how can we put poisonous smoke in?"

Ren Woxing said: "After I want to inject some incense, the organ will naturally activate, revealing a hole where the poisonous smoke can be injected."

Pointing to the ever-burning lamp and the mechanism man on the alcove, he said: "Dugu Qiubai will definitely count someone coming in, so the mechanism here has been fully activated, such as the lighting of the oil lamp and the sliding of the mechanism person are all activated by the mechanism."

Zhang Feng stared at the ever-bright lamp, which was made of bronze with delicate patterns carved on it.The wick and lamp oil are very common, but there are two movable copper pipes protruding slightly from the alcove.Forming an angle, the mouth of the tube is inlaid with pale white flint, tightly clamping the wick.It is thought that after the mechanism was activated, the flints at the mouth of the copper pipe rubbed against each other, and the oil lamp was lit.

Zhang Feng reached for the oil lamp, but he couldn't move it, so he took a closer look.The tail of the original disc-shaped lamp holder was firmly welded to the wall.

"Strange, why is this ever-bright lamp welded to the stone wall?" Zhang Feng asked in puzzlement. Since Dugu Qiubai is respected as a sword demon, of course he would not do meaningless things.Is there anything odd about this lamp?
Bai Mudan suddenly shouted impatiently: "It's very simple. Once someone moves the oil lamp, the flint will not be able to light the wick." The voice was sharp, and the expression on his face kept changing.Muttering to himself: "I won't die here, and if Shi Shui Pavilion loses me, the future master must belong to that bastard, I must live!"

With a sharp shout, a knife flew out of Bai Mudan's cuff. She bit the tip of her tongue, and spurted a mouthful of blood onto the sharp knife. The knife flashed with silver light instantly, and the whole body shone with light, looking very intimidating.

"Wind Throwing Knife!" Ren Woxing exclaimed softly, "It seems that your faction has put all their money into it, and is determined to win the Sword Demon Relic. Even the treasure of the town faction, the Wind Pouring Sword, is entrusted to you."

Bai Mudan recited a series of long-winded incantations, and the wind-throwing knife aimed at a corner of the top wall and flew away suddenly. With a loud "boom", the entire corridor seemed to shake, and then looked at the top wall.Still intact.

The Wind Knife hit again, this time with a different landing point.As the deafening sound continued to ring out, the Wind Splashing Knife struck every part of the four walls of the corridor inch by inch.The silver light was shining, and it set off oppressive air waves, which were astonishingly powerful, but the nephew still lit the lamp to illuminate the uncle (as usual), and there was not even a little debris splashed on the stone wall.

(End of this chapter)