Chapter 530 - Flying Thieves
Chapter 530
Flying Thieves
Initially, he came not for the Flaming Horn tribe. He only knew that a tribe came to this inaccessible mountain forest, but after he arrived, he heard that the Flaming Horn even destroyed the Wanshi tribe, and even forced the slave masters who had escaped from the desert to leave. Now he was suddenly interested.
The final goal was not important for the time being, because it could not be easily found any time soon. Let others scout first. He would stay and enjoy his time in Flaming Horn for a few days. Unexpectedly, the Flaming Horn tribe was an even more difficult target than what the rumours said. He’d been found several times, but he won in speed and his instincts were sharp. He could escape before the other party caught up to him every time. This was the main reason he continued to stay in Flaming Horn.
As long as he could escape, so what if they found him?
The Flaming Horn people couldn’t catch him anyway.
It was just that the Flaming Horn’s site defence in the forest was too tight. He waited for so long but still couldn’t sneak in. Especially last time, he’d remained in the wanderer’s settlement area for a long time, and almost found the chance to take a step forward, but people saw him.
As he thought about robbers eleven and twelve who were once caught, he chuckled softly. They were merely robbers who didn’t even make it into the top ten. How could they compare with him? The people of the Flaming Horn really thought that because they could catch one or two, they could catch even more “robbers”?
How naive!
He heard whistles like a huge sweeping palm was approaching. It was so fast he couldn’t change his direction in time.
His pupils dilated as he tried to see what was coming at him.
What was that?!
A net?
No, not a net!
Whatever it was, I must escape!
However, the net-like thing followed the shadow. There was the sound of friction as it whipped at the shadow in the air quickly.
Bang!
There was a loud explosion in the dark. Everyone heard the shuddering rumbles as it travelled far across the lands.
Everyone who heard this wondered whether the victim’s skeleton was still intact. Had it dismantled from the vibrations?
The black figure flew out as the huge “net” swept across. The whizzing airflow from his body stopped. Like a chicken suddenly caught by its neck, he stopped moving.
There was an arc drawn mid-air as the shadow finally fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and stopped moving.
Ao, who jumped out of the vegetable field, looked at the unidentifiable lump on the ground in the distance. He signalled the others to hurry and tie the person up, whether he was dead or alive.
After giving instructions, Ao looked at Shao Xuan who was standing there.
Shao Xuan stood calmly with a strangely shaped object in his hand. The lower end of the thing was like the handle of an enlarged spear, while the upper end looked like a square net that was the length of two people. If you looked closely, you would find that the net was fixed and hard, not as soft as the typical straw-woven nets, and connected with a long handle.
Ao had been puzzled when he saw Shao Xuan made this thing in the casting room.
When he noticed Ao and the others staring, Shao Xuan turned the long handle. The net above turned too.
“Just something designed to catch flying insects. Can’t believe the first one it caught was a flying thief,” Shao Xuan said with a laugh.