186: Chapter 184: Sitting at Ho_1 186: Chapter 184: Sitting at Ho_1 Nathan Lane had a puzzled look on his face, but there was no ti to figure things out.
If they didn’t deal with Bat Taoist today, the Broken-Star Sect would realize they had been deceived.
He had already thought through various plans, “Bat Taoist’s own cultivation is ordinary, but his Dao soldiers are very strong.
We can’t take action in the Taoist temple.”
“We have to find a way to lure him out, and then we just need to deal with his three disciples.”
However, recalling that night when he personally witnessed the powerful force of the three disciples, Nathan Lane couldn’t help but look at Jamal, “Are you sure you can handle them?”
The god of war should not be considered in the battle, at least not for now.
Owen Bertram hesitated, and asked instead, “How do you plan to lure Bat Taoist out?”
Nathan Lane gritted his teeth, “I can only be the bait.”
He continued to analyze, “Bat Taoist takes refuge under the Broken-Star Sect.
He must have an ergency communication thod with the sect.
Once he encounters danger, the sect’s strong individuals will co to his aid in an instant.
So, you don’t have much ti.
You must defeat the three disciples and capture Bat Taoist as quickly as possible.”
“Also, once Bat Taoist is attacked, Prince Henry will definitely try his best to rescue him.
Even if we have left Prince Henry’s fiefdom, we still won’t be safe, and we’ll have to hide for a long ti…”
He looked at Jamal with great expectation, hoping that Jamal would say, “The River God has made arrangents.” Without this dependable backing, he was really unsure.
But Owen Bertram didn’t say what he wanted, but asked instead, “You will be the bait?
How will you lure Bat Taoist out?”
Nathan Lane blurted out, “I’ll smash his Taoist temple.”
“Hahaha!” Owen Bertram laughed heartily, and Nathan Lane awkwardly touched his nose, realizing that he had made a “subconscious” mistake.
Making such a decision to be bait required great determination.
With all of his focus on that courage, he forgot one thing: he didn’t have the strength to be the bait at all.
Smash soone’s Taoist temple?
Any one of those Dao soldiers could easily take his life, let alone Bat Taoist personally.
Nathan Lane’s face turned crimson, and he was at a loss for words…
He had always been ticulous in his thinking, but he didn’t expect to make such a low-level mistake at such a critical mont.
“What should we do now?” he could only ask Jamal.
This ti, he finally heard the words, “River God has his own arrangents.”
Owen Bertram patted Nathan Lane’s shoulder, “Let’s go.”
Nathan Lane hurriedly followed, as he dared not stay alone in the inn, lest Broken-Star Sect’s people co knocking on the door…
Owen Bertram led Nathan Lane straight to the Taoist temple.
The place had always been remote, and after Bat Taoist took it over, he had used Variant Soldiers to create several disappearances, making it even less frequented by people.
Owen Bertram had Nathan Lane hide while he manipulated the chanical Dao Soldiers to go forward.
Owen Bertram wanted to be the “bait” himself!
With such a high-ranking chanical Dao Soldier, Bat Taoist couldn’t resist the temptation!
Or rather, “bait” might not be accurate – he didn’t plan on luring Bat Taoist out, but instead aid to barge right in.
When Owen Bertram stood in front of the Taoist temple gate, the eyes of the two stone beasts at the entrance rolled, and two rays of radiance shot towards the chanical Dao Soldiers, sensing each other’s presence.
Owen Bertram secretly smiled.
During this ti, he had made enough preparations, adding various treasures to the chanical Dao Soldiers.
A Venomous Thorn Edition Spiritual Pogranate Sniper suddenly appeared in the hands of the chanical Dao Soldier, firing two quick shots.
Feeling the danger, the two statue Taoist Soldiers stood up with a clang and began absorbing rocks from the ground outside the gate, growing larger as they did so.
But before they could finish their preparations, two bright and heavy spiritual lights had already bombarded their bodies.
In the fierce explosion, the statue Taoist Soldiers were shattered, and countless fragnts the size of fingertips splashed, shooting through the gate of the Taoist temple with countless holes.Inside the Taoist Temple, Bat Taoist imdiately sensed sothing and beca furious.
However, his eyes sparkled with excitent: “What a powerful chanical Dao Soldier!”
He imdiately crushed a Jade Talisman to notify the Broken Star Sect for reinforcents.
Simultaneously, he eagerly led his three disciples out: “When a man sits at ho, fortune cos from the heavens!”
He would slap himself four tis if he missed such a treasure delivered to his door.
After capturing it, he could dismantle and study it, combining his own chanical Dao Soldier theories to advance himself further.
As for whether he could catch it…
Bat Taoist had great confidence in his chanical techniques.
Since it’s a Dao Soldier, none can match !
But as he stepped out of his room, he felt sothing was off.
Looking up, he saw a Treasure Gourd floating in the sky.
When it tipped, a river of Spiritual Flas followed!
Boom——
The flas hit the ground and spread everywhere.
The scene was shocking as the Tier-3 and Tier-4 Spiritual Flas possessed terrifying destructive power, instantly refining everything like houses, gardens, and ponds.
All sorts of Taoist Soldiers revealed their true forms, letting out a roar.
The Climbing Tiger Taoist Soldiers, originally as thin as pinkies, transford into ancient vines and grew dagger-like spikes all over their bodies.
Each leaf turned into a sharp flying knife.
As the Climbing Tigers were burnt by the Spiritual Flas, they writhed in pain, shooting out every leaf aimlessly.
Unable to escape, they collapsed weakly in the flas.
The red carps in the pond leaped and roared, their bodies instantly transford into huge Fierce Fish with strange legs.
However, they couldn’t break free from the sea of fire either.
They rampaged like headless flies for a while before collapsing one by one.
Hovering beside Bat Taoist was a giant Golden Ring that enveloped him and his disciples.
The ring barely held off the Spiritual Flas, making creaking noises.
Bat Taoist was sweating profusely, not knowing how long the treasure could hold out.
His confidence had vanished, and he cried in frustration: “Sitting at ho, calamity cos from the heavens!”
Who is this master of Dao Soldiers?
Why do this to !?
If you have any commands, or you think my Dao Soldiers are crude and unworthy, just tell .
I’ll destroy them imdiately, ensuring they don’t damage our reputation.
What are you doing?
These inferior works don’t deserve your precious Tier-4 Spiritual Flas!
And that damn Broken-Star Sect!
Prince Henry told you to protect , why are you still not here?!
If you don’t co soon, only my corpse will be left —no, that’s wrong.
I would’ve been burnt to ashes, and there won’t even be a corpse left.
He indeed had three quite decent chanical Dao Soldiers, but compared to those the Little Loach gave Elder Brother, the difference was huge.
Moreover, the purpose of his three chanical Dao Soldiers from the very beginning was to group…no, to form an army.
Thus, they were specialized in ground, air, and water combat but not firefighting…
Bat Taoist’s actual strength was just passable, barely touching the threshold of the Third Great Boundary.
His personal cultivation was even inferior to the Master of the Estate.
Owen Bertram controlled the chanical Dao Soldiers and strode in.
As Bat Taoist saw it erge from the flas, he pleaded repeatedly, “Senior, please spare my life…
”
With a wave of the chanical Dao Soldiers’ palm, the Five-toothed Flying Sword fell from the sky.
With a snap, the circular magic treasure protecting Bat Taoist shattered.
The Spiritual Flas surged forward, and Bat Taoist sighed as he thought his life was over.
“Senior, I am willing to submit…”
He shouted in the end, but the surrounding Spiritual Flas completely ignored him.
They quickly closed in and, under Owen Bertram’s subtle control, only burned Bat Taoist’s body while leaving his clothes unscathed.
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