"Young Master Seven, this is the situation. What should we do?" A soldier stood in front of Draconic Seven and reported the situation to him.
"Are you messing with me?" Draconic Seven unconsciously stuck his scarlet snake head out, licked his lips, and squinted his snake-like eyes.
It had been four days and the three of them finally made their move in the morning.
They came out from their hiding spots, but strangely enough, the three of them did not stay together. Instead, they split into two groups.
Tang Ling was in one group while the siblings were in the other.
Initially, regardless of how many groups they split into, the Stardust Council's strength was overwhelming, so they would split into two groups and capture all of them.
However, to everyone's surprise, be it Tang Ling or the siblings, all of them had five black-robed monsters around them.
The answer was revealed. The black-robed monsters were controlled by the three of them.
However, a problem was placed before Draconic Seven. What should he do?
Split up? That was not realistic. No matter how many normal soldiers there were, they would be nothing more than fodder against the black-robed monsters. He must have someone who could hold the monsters back and fight them.
However, only Draconic Seven and his men could fight the monsters, and there were less than five of them in total.
Tang Ling was not to be underestimated either. If they split up, it would give the enemy a chance to break the Stardust Council one by one.
"Hmph." Draconic Seven lit a cigar and smoke came out from his nostrils. "Who cares about Tang Ling now? Everyone followed Ro Xin and before she revealed her starting point, they were to follow her closely. Don't worry about Tang Ling. It's only a matter of time before we catch him. "
Draconic Seven made the most rational decision. Cracking the Ninth Ruins was his top priority.
As long as the Stardust Council could crack the Ninth Ruins, Tang Ling would be a sitting duck.
Colo had predicted that there were two formations in the Ninth Ruins. In short, if they could crack the first formation, they might be able to get something or even control the formation.
If that happened, would he be able to escape?
Moreover, with Draconic Seven's intellect, it was not difficult for him to tell that the black-robed monsters were related to the Ninth Ruins. Could it be the reward for cracking the second formation?
It was very powerful. Although its attack power was not worth mentioning and was only effective against ordinary soldiers, its powerful defense was actually able to restrain his troops.
Therefore, he had to break the third formation first.
How important does Tang Ling think he is? Is he trying to buy time for her with this method? Impossible!
**
It was as expected.
Everyone from the Stardust Council followed Ro Li and Ro Xin. No one cared about Tang Ling.
Even Tang Long was no match for Tang Ling in terms of strategy, let alone Draconic Seven.
He sat down in front of the stone tablet and started to break the formation. He believed that Ro Xin could buy him a lot of time, but he was not sure if anything unusual would happen after he started to break the formation.
If there was, then his time was limited, and he had to decipher as much as he could in this limited time to break the formation before the Stardust Council.
There seemed to be no clues on the bare stone tablet.
However, after three days of tidying up the stone tablet, Tang Ling had a certain idea on how to decipher the formation.
His gaze quickly swept across the stone tablet. It looked like an ordinary stone tablet, but if one were to observe it carefully, the bricks that formed the stone tablet would actually undergo a slight change every five minutes.
For example, a brick on the fourth or fifth row of the tablet would change its position to the third or sixth row after five minutes.
The purpose of this constant change was to hide the true trigger point of the array formation.
The last formation had to be triggered. Finding the trigger was not the only way to activate the formation.
First and foremost, he had to find the trigger, which was the first hurdle in deciphering the formation.
"Finding the trigger can't be deduced here. I have to get under the stone tablet to find the trigger. Based on the theory of the formation, there are more than ten thousand ways to hide the trigger. Even this stone tablet might have at least a dozen ways to hide the trigger.
"So, we have to go under the stone tablet. First of all, we have to determine how it hides the trigger point during this period of time. Only then can we find the trigger point based on the pattern of this method. "
That was what Ro Xin told Tang Ling.
It was indeed difficult. Had it been a normal way to decipher the formation, it would have taken a lot of time just to find the trigger.
However, Tang Ling had the upper hand in this matter.
With his Precise Instinct, he could quickly observe the slightest difference between the bricks. Based on the differences, he was able to find the pattern of their changes.
As long as he had the pattern, finding the trigger was not that difficult anymore.
**
Ro Xin and Ro Li were still leading the people from the Stardust Council in circles.
Even though Draconic Seven had a feeling that Ro Xin was putting on an act a few times and was on the verge of losing his patience, he eventually held it in and followed Ro Xin leisurely.
After all, she was the one who could decipher the formation, not him. She must be putting on an act to make him lose his patience.
Should I just capture her?
The thought popped up in Draconic Seven's mind a few times, but he held it back.
If the black-robed monsters were not around, he could just capture Ro Xin. No matter how strong-willed the girl was, Draconic Seven was confident that he had many ways to force her to tell him where the trigger was.
However, there were the black-robed monsters! They might not be a threat to him, but they could buy him time. Draconic Seven was afraid that Tang Ling would ambush him at any moment.
Compared to Tang Long, Draconic Seven was not as decisive. Because he was smart, he was overly suspicious and worried about his gains and losses, but he was also arrogant.
Therefore, Ro Xin kept Draconic Seven busy and half an hour went by easily.
After half an hour, Tang Ling finally located the trigger for the third layer of the formation.
"The second row, the third row, and this brick. Based on the pattern of the trigger, this kind of formation that can be deciphered by strangers doesn't require blood or special symbols to trigger it. Instead … "Tang Ling stood up and walked to the stone tablet. He extended his hand and placed it on the trigger that he believed to be the trigger.
All he had to do was wait. If the trigger was right, the third layer of the formation would be completely triggered in five minutes.
The reason why he did that was to prevent anyone from accidentally touching the trigger and triggering the formation.
Based on normal logic, even if someone accidentally touched the trigger, they would not place their hand on the trigger for five minutes.
Every five minutes, the formation would change.
If Tang Ling found the right trigger, the formation would be activated.
If Tang Ling found the wrong trigger, based on what Ro Xin said, Tang Ling would have to face a death sentence.
However, Tang Ling was not nervous at all. He was 100% confident.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Four minutes. Four minutes and twenty-seven seconds. Tang Ling kept his hand on the trigger until the fourth minute and twenty-seventh second.
The unchanging morning light in the town suddenly flickered a few times as if the voltage of the lights in the house was unstable. Then, the morning light disappeared inexplicably, and the entire town was suddenly plunged into the darkness of the night.
The people who were walking back and forth in the town, repeating their own tasks, vanished in an instant.
A violent wind started to blow across the town. The trees in the town started to shake violently and large patches of leaves were blown down. The street lamps in the town started to flicker and the lampposts shook, producing clanking noises.
"What a strong wind." The wind was so strong that even Tang Ling could not stand properly. He leaned against the pillar and barely steadied himself, but he could not open his eyes because of the strong wind.
It was at that moment that a strange, loud sobbing and indescribable, frenzied laughter came from the wind.
The voice did not come from a direction as it came from all directions, but it carried a strong grudge in Tang Ling's ears.
"Did the changes happen only in my eyes or did the whole town change?" There was no one around Tang Ling except for the five black-mantled puppets.
What was the point? Where was Ro Li who controlled the puppets? The puppets were only used to scare Draconic Seven. As a matter of fact, they had no combat power around Tang Ling. All they did was listen to Ro Li's orders and follow him.
"Tang Ling, why is the wind so strong? Why aren't you going back? "While Tang Ling was feeling a little lost, a voice suddenly entered his ears.
It was then that the wind weakened a little.
Tang Ling looked up and could finally open his eyes. He saw an unfamiliar middle-aged man standing in front of him.
The man had a typical Light Continent look. He looked normal, but his expression was a little gloomy. His curled lips made him look a little stern.
"Who are you?" Tang Ling would never leave with a stranger. He was trying to break the formation.
He knew in his heart that he must have triggered the formation to cause such a huge change. What he had to do next was to find the path of the formation and break it according to the pattern. But where was the path of the formation?
Tang Ling was a little lost.
It was at that moment that the middle-aged man grabbed Tang Ling's arm without saying a word. "Are you kidding me? Don't you recognize me anymore? Come with me! "
What the hell is going on? Tang Ling instinctively struggled, and to his surprise, he realized that with his strength, he could not break free. He could not break free from the middle-aged man's control.
His Precise Instinct was still there, so he could easily tell that the middle-aged man's strength was nothing more than a common man's.
No, he was not even as strong as a common man. The standard of the middle-aged man should be an adult in the old civilization, right?
Why couldn't he break free from the man's control? Tang Ling looked up in surprise. He realized that the night was windy and gloomy, but there was a yellow moon hanging in the sky.
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