Upon hearing this, the people on horseback all looked towards the already small circular window.
As a large battle fortress, the designers certainly knew to prevent people (or Blood Corpse ) from entering the fortress through the observation windows.
Therefore, the window was not only small to begin with, but it was also divided into four sections by two horizontal and vertical metal railings, each section being only about the thickness of an arm.
Is it really possible to get through such a narrow window?
Everyone turned their puzzled gazes toward [ the Western Sharpshooter ].
"Let me go up and take a look. What if I can pry open the window railing with a screwdriver?"
The players thought about it and felt that what he said did make some sense— the Blood Corpse didn't know how to use a screwdriver, and installation always required connections, such as screws, rivets, or something else.
Moreover, the World of Disorder currently lacks a welding technology tree, and those railings couldn't have appeared out of thin air.
"Then you go up first, I'll take care of the Hoofed Beast for you."
[ Gill's Cuisine ] reached out and grabbed [ Western Sharpshooter's ] reins, allowing it to exert more force.
Although the Soul Returner appear no different from humans, their actual physical structure is quite different.
This is especially evident in energy storage and metabolism.
Players can quickly regain their strength after eating, and even if they are exhausted, they can persevere for a while longer through sheer willpower—something players already knew.
However, [ The Western Sharpshooter ] showed everyone another possibility-
Five days ago, when he set off from Valhalla, [ Western Sharpshooter ] was a big eater carrying a barrel of liquor.
But after just a few days of intense fat burning, he had already lost a lot of weight, and all the fat he used to have had completely disappeared.
He even managed to build muscle successfully because he formed a "eat-train-lose" cycle, and his physique actually appeared to be much larger than before.
At this moment, [ Western Sharpshooter ] desperately wished that his physique could be projected into reality. If that were possible, he would be willing to go out shirtless every day.
The cowboy swung his lasso around and around, finally leaping up and looping it over a protruding piece of iron plate that had been deformed from being riveted together.
The protruding corner of the iron plate still seemed to have some dark red bloodstains. It would have become part of the spiked group when encountering Corpse Tide. However, at this moment, its edge was not sharp enough to cut the lasso in the cowboy's hand, and it ultimately became an accomplice in the group's entry into the fortress.
The lasso snapped taut with a "whoosh," and [ Western Sharpshooter ] tugged hard, a smug smile spreading across his face:
"We've caught a big one!"
"Ouch..."
[ Gill's Cuisine ] I covered my face with my hands. I didn't expect the other person's cowboy immersion to be so deeply ingrained.
"I'll go up and take a look first."
[ Western Sharpshooter ] leaped into the air, detached from the Hoofed Beast, and swung forward, landing on the outer wall of the large fortress like a rock climber, making a "bang".
If such an impact had occurred on the Antasia, the pilot would probably have noticed it long ago.
But this massive fortress was practically a mobile small apartment building; such an impact was like a tickle to it.
Furthermore, since most of the fortress soldiers are now engaged in close combat with the players on the top deck, [ Western Sharpshooter ] naturally climbed up to the observation window.
Unexpectedly, yet logically, the circular observation window and the cross railing above it were cast as one piece. Although the Graycast Corridor did not have welding technology, it was able to make the two things the same using molds.
However, [ Western Sharpshooter ] was still undeterred. Observing the window frame, which was thicker than the outer wall, he had a new idea—
Window frames and railings can be built as a single unit, but can this fortress be built as a single unit?
The observation shows no signs of splicing on the outer metal plate housing the window, indicating that the window must have been installed using some method.
So, what method did they actually use?
[ Western Sharpshooter ] quietly reached his hand into the observation window, stroking the thick window frame from the inside, and soon found what he expected.
The screws are hex screws.
The Soul Returner was overjoyed, and his fingers immediately began to Directed Alienation, quickly filling the first screw hole he touched.
A lasso suspended his body; he used one hand for leverage against the window frame railing, while using the other hand to twist a wooden screwdriver with all his might.
Finally, he felt a delightful sense of relief.
About half a minute later, the first hex screw was dropped by [ Western Sharpshooter ]. A player quickly caught it, saying that this thing might have other uses.
"Awesome, bro!"
The crowd still following closely behind the fortress below erupted in an uncontrollable cheer. Seeing this, [ Gill's Cuisine ] also climbed onto the lasso and quickly secured himself to the side of the fortress.
With their good friend joining them, the disassembly work went much more smoothly.
Three minutes later, as the eighth screw was thrown off the fortress, the inner layer of the window frame instantly detached.
[ Gill's Cuisine ] caught it quickly to prevent it from falling and making a noise, while [ Western Sharpshooter ] slowly twisted his hands to disassemble the observation window.
A hole, about the size of a normal person's waist, was thus revealed to everyone.
The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously swallowed.
After carefully handing the window frame to their teammate, the two of them slipped into the hole like two eels.
Soon, a green vine, strong enough to support the weight of seven or eight people at once, was lowered down. The people below cheered and began to climb upwards, grabbing the vine...
Inside the large fortress, [ Gill's Cuisine ] secured the other end of the vine to a metal pipe inside the fortress. The pipe was extremely hot, and [ Gill's Cuisine ] guessed that there might be an embedded boiler inside the fortress used for food processing or similar work.
They just casually draped vines over the pipes. Luckily, this fortress didn't have any Machine Spirit, otherwise it would have definitely emitted a sharp explosion right now.
[ Western Sharpshooter ] gently set down the only soldier he had knocked unconscious, then pulled out his four-legged revolver from his waist and carefully observed his surroundings.
The signs on the wall indicate that this is the fourth level of the large fortress, surrounded by a large number of operating machines and pipes, as well as many fortress parts that are classified separately.
The members of the Corridor Guard weren't entirely foolish; even in such an emergency, they didn't forget to leave a guard to watch over this important floor.
But it was no use. The despicable outsider still spawned from a place the locals could never have imagined, and then easily knocked out and defeated the guards.