Bang!
Fires bloomed and bullets roared out.
Then it shot straight into the dazzling Golden Orb, accurately hitting the "culprit" who created the murderous intention.
Fang Cheng had stern eyes, raised the gun with both hands, and decisively pulled the trigger, shooting at this priceless treasure full of temptation Shooting.
One shot, two shots, three shots...
The fingers kept pulling mechanically and firmly until Magazine was completely emptied.
However, all the bullets that were fired seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. The sound of hitting the target was not even heard, and they all fell to the stone platform.
The light around Golden Benba Vase only trembled a few times, but it seemed to be unscathed and still suspended steadily in the air.
It is like a divine Buddha sitting high in the clouds, looking down on all living beings.
Brahma Voice is floating, Golden Light is as bright as ever.
Aura, whose power to confuse people's hearts has not diminished at all, and continues to exude temptation to all around.
It attracts those who are weak-minded, like moths to a flame, and approach it unrepentantly.
However, after this battle.
It has also changed, and seems to pay more attention to someone who dares to disturb Tai Sui.
The Brahma Voice suddenly became more melodious, like the fairy music coming from the nine heavens, ethereal and clear, lingering in the ears.
Every note carries the magic of Purification's soul, making people immersed in it instantly.
As the melody becomes melodious, the tone gradually rises, like a group of goddesses dancing in the air, their clothes fluttering, and petals that change light and shadow.
The listener feels as if he is in a fairyland, with mist-shrouded sacred mountains and shining treasure palaces appearing in front of his eyes.
Then I couldn't help but move my steps to the rhythm of Brahma Voice, approaching the illusory realm step by step, intoxicated and not knowing the way back...
But.
Although it has spiritual intelligence, it does not know that the target it is facing has Talent with Epic Grade, and its resistance to Curse and bewitchment has exceeded the level that ordinary people can imagine.
Fang Cheng glanced at this scene.
Looking at the dull-looking treasure hunter not far away, his eyes fell on the Submachine Gun in his hand.
Then he quickly stepped forward and grabbed this more powerful weapon.
Then he turned the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at Golden Benba Vase, and pressed the trigger hard.
Da da da da da--
Submachine Gun instantly spit out fierce tongues of fire, and bullets poured out like a torrential rain.
This time, it did have a significant effect.
The frequency of light flashing around Golden Benba Vase began to accelerate, and circles of ripples appeared on the surface of the photosphere.
Even the surrounding air fluctuated, causing the floating Brahma Voice to tremble.
It's like the "sizzling" noise of electricity produced in the player, forcibly intertwined with the gunfire melody.
The treble part is as sharp as broken Glass slag, while the bass part is as soft as diarrhea, and the distortion makes people almost crazy.
This also allowed many treasure hunters to break free from the state of obsession controlled by Brahma Voice.
They seemed to be waking up from a big dream, with confusion and fear in their eyes.
When I saw my companion who was walking at the front being swallowed by Golden Orb, I felt like I was struck by lightning and woke up completely.
Then they retreated back in a panic, stumbling and pushing each other, trying to get as far away from the weird ball of light as possible.
It was in sharp contrast to the scene of scrambling for the first place not long ago.
After Fang Cheng shot one Submachine Gun and Magazine, his expression remained unchanged, then he grabbed another gun and continued shooting in the next round.
The professor, Ba Ming and other experts who were barely holding on to Willpower were all stunned at this moment, watching Fang Cheng treat a rare treasure so "roughly".
In their hearts, this Golden Benba Vase is of immeasurable value. It is something that Aberrant people covet and dare not desecrate.
Fang Cheng's move is tantamount to running into Antique's store with a fire stick and smashing the exquisite porcelain.
The others came back to their senses and then stared at this scene in shock.
I just feel that Fang Cheng is like a ruthless gangster who has no mercy on her, ravaging the goddess in her heart.
This shocked them and they couldn't understand it. They had the urge to step forward to stop it, but they were too angry to say anything.
Nail Head A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he raised the corners of his mouth, nodded slightly, and clapped his hands.
He seemed to admire Fang Cheng's "destroying flowers with ruthless hands" behavior very much, and regarded him as a comrade.
Da da da da da--
Gunfire suddenly reverberated in Underground Vault, causing eardrum pain.
Under such a violent fire attack, Golden Benba Vase finally couldn't hold on any longer, and the light around him began to flicker sharply, showing signs of dimming.
As the area of the light ball continued to shrink, the bullet finally passed through the invisible barrier and hit the bottle directly.
Dang-dang-dang-dang--
Along with a crisp and sweet impact sound, dazzling sparks flew in all directions.
Fang Cheng has a determined look in his eyes, no worries about others at all, and Submachine Gun in his hand keeps spitting out tongues of fire.
The Golden Benba Vase suspended in the air shook violently, and was finally swept off the stone platform by a shuttle of bullets.
With a "clang" sound, it hit the ground, rolled around a few times, and was covered with dust on the ground.
At the same time, the life-devouring Golden Orb suddenly collapsed and dissipated as if it had lost its magic source.
Just like after Formation Eye was damaged, the entire magic circle was forced to stop functioning.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
Whether it is the treasure hunter standing in the light or the person with ulterior motives hiding in the dark, their faces are full of shock, their eyes are wide open, and their mouths are slightly open.
As if Immobility Spell had been administered, the brain temporarily shut down and it was difficult to digest the sudden Unexpected Events in front of him immediately.
When his eyes slowly fell on Golden Benba Vase, who seemed to have fallen from the altar, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
I saw that the elegant and delicate bottle had sunken craters.
The originally smooth and flawless surface became pitted and uneven, like shocking scars on a beautiful face.
Those dazzling Five-Colored Gems, once upon a time they were like the most dazzling stars in the night sky embedded in it.
Now, it was hit by a bullet, shattered into pieces, and turned into tiny crystal chips, its light dim.
After all this destruction, this Buddhist treasure seemed to have lost all its mysterious aura and could never regain its former grace and splendor.
In a dark secret room.
A row of CCTV presents a snowflake screen, with messy white dots flashing non-stop.
Only a few screens remained stable, and clear images captured by surveillance cameras continued to be transmitted.
On one of the screens, the picture seemed to be frozen, motionless.
If you look carefully, it is the real-time scene from Underground Vault.
Lu Shihua's eyes were fixed on a man wearing a mask in the picture, his mouth wide open.
After being stunned for a long time, he couldn't help but turn around and look at Guard Captain standing behind him in disbelief:
"Is there something wrong with this person's brain? Where did he find him?"
Lu Tao was also stunned.
Feeling Lu Shihua's anger, he hurriedly bent down and apologized:
"Reply to Second Elder, I'm really sorry, this... this... little one is really ignorant."
As he spoke, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was cursing in his heart.
How can you blame me for this kind of thing? People with long legs can do whatever they want.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his head slightly, glanced at the man on the screen, and muttered to himself:
"Brother, are you here to seize the treasure, or are you here to smash it?"
After the two people successfully evacuated from Underground Vault, relying on their familiarity with the secret passage of Estate, they came to Surveillance Room.
I originally planned to use the surveillance screen to secretly watch how the group of treasure hunters could not withstand the temptation, and were finally sucked dry by Life Force by Golden Benba Vase, leading to the total destruction of the entire army.
I didn't expect that among this group of people who seemed to be greedy for profit and whose eyes were full of treasures, there would be such an outlier.
This person's behavior completely broke the routine and was really unpredictable.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
In Underground Vault, the atmosphere is almost solid.
At this time, someone finally couldn't restrain his inner anxiety and anger, and jumped out to accuse Fang Cheng loudly:
"If you don't want the treasure, you can't let us return empty-handed too!"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
All eyes fell on Golden Benba Vase who was under gunfire Baptism.
At present, many parts of this treasure have been damaged, and the original mysterious and complicated lines on the bottle have become blurred.
This situation inevitably makes people worry and wonder whether it can still work.
If the mysterious power contained in it is damaged or even dissipated.
Then wouldn't it mean that all of our previous efforts were in vain?
Fang Cheng glanced at the man indifferently, his eyes like a sharp blade:
"Do you want to fight me?"
The man was tall and well built, and was somewhat prestigious in Eastern Capital Underworld.
But at this moment, when I was glanced at by this cold Killing Intent look, I felt like I was poured a basin of ice water from head to toe, and I couldn't help but tremble.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, an accomplice hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear.
The man's face turned pale, and then he waved his hands quickly and said:
"Brother, that's not what I meant. I just want you to explain whether there is any hidden meaning in doing this, so that everyone will not misunderstand."
As he said that, he laughed a few times, looked around and started laughing, "Do you think so?"
Trying to ease the tense atmosphere.
Nail Head suddenly chuckled, breaking the current stalemate, and said:
"Wouldn't you know if the bottle is still useful? Pick it up and take a look."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. Yes, this is the truth.
So his eyes turned again to Golden Benba Vase lying on the ground, full of craters.
One by one, they were eager to try and try to find out the truth.
But when I think of the horrific scene where it released Golden Light and devoured a living person, I can't help but feel fear, as if my feet are nailed.
Everyone, look at me and I look at you, hesitating in place, no one dares to take that step first.
At this time, a burst of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from outside, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet and tense Underground Vault.
It seems that other treasure hunters broke through the guard line and broke into this place one after another.
"Hey!"
The leader of the intruder was a strong man with a sinewy face. His eyes were as wide as bells. When he saw everyone standing there blankly, he immediately shouted with a broken gong voice:
"What are you guys doing? Where did Golden Benba Vase go?"
Everyone turned their attention to them and remained silent in tacit agreement.
This appearance actually made the intruders feel terrified.
"Brother, Golden Benba Vase seems to have been thrown on the ground."
A sharp-eyed boy pointed in the direction of the stone platform and whispered.
"Huh?"
The strong man's brows knitted into a knot and he took two steps forward.
When he saw clearly the dirty and cratered Golden Benba Vase on the ground, the confusion on his face deepened.
"What's going on? How did this baby become so virtuous?"
However, the doubt in his eyes was soon replaced by greed, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.
"No matter whether they are under a curse or have become mute, grab it first and then talk about it! As long as this treasure is in my hands, I guarantee that you will be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of your life, and you will have nothing to worry about!"
Upon hearing this, the group of people immediately abandoned their doubts and swarmed forward like hungry wolves.
Nail Head stood at the door with a strange smile on his lips.
The treasure hunters who came first had a bit of expectation in their eyes, and their feet moved unconsciously, ready to join the snatching process at any time.
Fang Cheng turned sideways and gave way to the fastest guy.
This man was as thin as Monkey, but he was extremely agile. He jumped out of the crowd in a flash, rushed to the stone platform in a few steps, and picked up the gold bottle with lightning speed.
Then a look of ecstasy bloomed on his face, and he blurted out:
"I got it!"
The tone of his voice changed due to excitement.
When the others saw this, their eyes instantly turned red, and they immediately gathered around, their intent to snatch it clear.
"A Liang, Little Tiger, you protect me!"
The thin monkey was obviously the leader of the other team. He hugged the gold bottle tightly with both hands and shouted hurriedly:
"I feel the power of Golden Benba Vase. As long as I absorb the energy, it will be easy to destroy these people."
There was a proud smile on his face, as if he had seen himself dominate with his treasure.
But in an instant, the smile froze on his face and was replaced by a scream of extreme horror:
"What's going on?!"
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying scene suddenly occurred.
His palms seemed to have been drained of moisture and shriveled up rapidly, with the skin wrinkled and sticking to the bones.
Immediately afterwards, his arms, face, and body all seemed to be sucked blood crazily by an invisible evil force.
His whole body soon became haggard, with sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, and his originally well-fitting clothes hung loosely on his body.
"Brother Knife, throw away the bottle!"
The two accomplices noticed something unusual and stretched out their hands in panic, trying to help open the bottle.
But the gold bottle seemed to be growing on their hands, it was so sticky that it didn't move at all. Even they themselves were stuck, and they began to suffer from dizziness and fatigue.
The strong man just looked at this scene blankly and took a deep breath.
For the first time in his life, he was glad that he ran slower.
At this moment, Ba Ming, who was carrying the box, saw this, his eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately shouted:
"Good brothers, I'm here to save you!"
As he spoke, he stepped forward quickly.
His gaze was not on the three unlucky ghosts who were about to become mummies, but was firmly fixed on Golden Benba Vase, which was emitting a faint light.
It was obviously a plan to store this evil thing in a metal box.
Several other masters also took action upon hearing the news, and they suddenly flashed forward and rushed over.
Seeing this scene, they no longer felt afraid, knowing that the opportunity to seize the treasure had truly come.
As long as they don't touch the bottle directly, this thing is of no concern to them Danger.
In the blink of an eye, Underground Vault was like a powder keg being lit, and the ground exploded.
Other teams that were still waiting and watching saw that the situation was completely out of control, and immediately gave up their hesitation and immediately joined in the melee for the treasure.
By this moment, Oath Spell has long since expired.
Everyone had no scruples before and completely fell into madness and violence.
Fist and Foot add up and roar.
The sharp blade shone coldly in the dim light, causing splashes of blood.
Bullets whizzed through the crowd, causing screams everywhere they went.
In order to seize the opportunity, some people do not hesitate to kill Assassin on their former friends.
Some people were knocked around and staggered, but they still refused to give up. They got up and plunged into the melee, their eyes red and bloodshot.
Of course, they also rely on team members to cooperate with each other, trying to find an opportunity in the chaos, carrying treasures, breaking through the siege, and escaping from here.
In the dim light, there were numerous figures, and it was hard to tell who was who.
Only the constant sounds of fighting and shouting intertwined and reverberated, making this Underground Vault as tragic as Shura Field.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly and stood quietly in the corner watching.
His eyes swept over Camera hidden in the dark, flashing Red Light.
Then, he looked at the Mysterious Man gang and Nail Head.
Now only a few of them remained calm and did not get swept up in the crazy wave and join this cruel fight.