Therefore, when Zhang Tie bound those demonized puppets, he knocked them down at the fastest speed instead of killing them on the ground. Closely after that, his spiritual energy in his mind sea continued to pour towards the god's rune of binding skill and constantly formed binding chains in his mind sea at the speed of one binding chain per second.
After hearing the footsteps of the team of demonized puppets, Zhang Tie's mind sea was filled with binding chains once again. Before those demonized puppets made any response, all the 11 binding chains had flown out of his mind sea and froze all the demonized puppets.
Zhang Tie then dragged the 20-odd demonized puppets to a place close to the material warehouse where they could not be easily discovered. Closely after that, he rushed into this material warehouse of the camp of demonized puppets.
In the warehouse, Zhang Tie completely froze and paralyzed two teams of demonized puppets in the same way. After that, the entire material warehouse was completely open to him.
Among all the military materials, kerosene was indispensable for both demons and humans. Zhang Tie had found the place where kerosene was stored in that material warehouse only by his sense of smell.
All the kerosene was put in iron barrels which were higher than 1 m. There were over 1,000 iron barrels, which were piled up like hills. At the sight of these kerosene barrels, Zhang Tie instantly took out his dagger and opened hundreds of holes on each kerosene barrel that he could see at the speed of a rainstorm.
The moment the openings on the iron barrels were opened, kerosene had gushed out of them.
The kerosene barrels were leaking kerosene. Zhang Tie didn't stay idle either. With one hand holding a kerosene barrel which weighed hundreds of kgs, he opened the lid of the kerosene barrel and started to run around in this material warehouse, pouring kerosene over here.
Besides kerosene, there were some other materials in this material warehouse. Zhang Tie saw a lot of food, wood, instruments and military uniforms. Zhang Tie then poured the kerosene barrel over here without thinking about anything else. 'Two barrels are not enough, two more... '
After pouring 10 barrels of kerosene over here, Zhang Tie dropped off the kerosene barrel and ran to the outside of the material warehouse.
"Are those b * stards of Senel Clan ready for the bonfire party?" Watching those tents in the center of the camp in the distance, Zhang Tie sneered as he took out a lighter and lit it.
As the flame on the oil line shot into the distance like a fuse. Zhang Tie then disappeared in the darkness once again.
…
After 2 minutes, with a loud explosion, the place where the kerosene barrels were piled in the material warehouse of demonized puppets corps was ignited, which shocked the entire camp of demonized puppets corps.
"What happened?" At this moment, a furious roar sounded from a tent in the center of the camp. Closely after that, a member of Senel Clan rushed out of the tent.
Looking at the blazing warehouse in the distance, the man's expression changed. Without saying anything, he rushed towards the warehouse.
Although it was only a few seconds, when he arrived at the material warehouse, he found the entire warehouse was burning. However, when that person arrived at the material warehouse, he found the entire warehouse was burning. That person roared, "Hurry, send someone to put out the fire...". At the same time, that person punched out with a surging battle qi. In a split second, a pile of burning boxes over 30 m away from him was broken into pieces. Closely after that, the flames outside the boxes died down at once.
In the blink of an eye, another powerhouse rushed over here. Facing the sudden big fire, the entire camp was in an uproar. Many people joined the team to put out the fire.
The fire in the warehouse didn't just start from one spot, but from all directions. The flames were raging everywhere, and they were getting stronger and stronger. Even the things that wouldn't catch fire were on fire, especially the kerosene in the corner of the warehouse. The temperature there was even higher, and people couldn't get close to it even though they were dozens of meters away. The tents that were closer were all set ablaze by the soaring flames.
Those demonized puppets which had been frozen by Zhang Tie's binding skill had been devoured by the big fire. When those demonized puppets died, all the other demonized puppets in the camp shrieked.
After sensing the abnormal behavior of demonized puppets, a middle-aged man who was putting out the fire became shocked at once as if he had recalled something.
"Reuben, take a division of demonized puppets and stand guard 1 mile away from the camp. Don't let those untouchables come here to make trouble!"
"Yes, sir!" A sturdy powerhouse of Senel Clan understood it at once as he followed the order and moved forward.
"Houghs, go patrol the camp. Tell those irrelevant demonized puppets to stay still and maintain the order of the camp."
"Yes, sir!" Another powerhouse of Senel Clan who used double swords left.
"Battie, lead those powerhouses above LV 9 to guard the central tent. As long as there's any abnormality, send a warning!"
"Yes, sir!"
"The others, follow me here to put out the big fire as soon as possible …"
…
Hiding in the dark, Zhang Tie listened to the orders of the person of Senel Clan in a short period as he was shocked inside. Zhang Tie didn't know who gave the order. However, he knew that the one who could command this demonized puppets corps and have these elites of Senel Clan follow his order was definitely not a simple figure.
Zhang Tie stealthily watched them from afar. He found that the speaker's purple battle qi was rolling like waves and rushing dozens of meters high. His casual punch could blow out the flames over 30 m away or shatter the burning objects. What a powerful battle strength! He might have at least reached the level of Master Abyan. In front of such a person, Zhang Tie could never stand more than 10 seconds.
Besides this person, some other people's battle strengths were between LV 12 and LV 13, which was far greater than Zhang Tie's. Zhang Tie knew that he could never defeat those people.
A LV 9 guy was limited by his level. No matter how talented he was and how many fortuitous encounters he had, he was not qualified to be arrogant in front of a corps.
Through this point, Zhang Tie knew the power of Senel Clan indirectly. Zhang Tie also had an indirect understanding about the power of Senel Clan, which might even surpass that of Zhen Clan in Heavens Cold City.
Among the powerhouses of Senel Clan, Zhang Tie fixed his eyes on the guy called Cambo with an aquiline nose since the beginning. When those powerhouses of Senel Clan drilled out of their tents just now, Zhang Tie had already memorized the tent of this guy called Cambo.
In the chaos, Zhang Tie sneaked into the tent of that guy called Cambo and waited for him to come back quietly.
At this moment, the most dangerous place was the safest place.
Who would have thought? At this moment, the one who started the great fire in the supply warehouse was neither making trouble in the military camp, nor breaking into the central tent, which seemed to contain many secrets, nor was he making trouble with those human captives. Instead, he was hiding in a tent near the central area of the military camp.
…
With the efforts of so many powerhouses of Senel Clan and tens of thousands of demonized puppets, it only took them over 40 minutes to put out the fire in the material warehouse of the corps. The entire material warehouse of the corps suffered a great loss. Over 70% of the materials were burned. Hundreds of demonized puppets were killed in the process of putting out the fire.
After putting out the fire, all the powerhouses of Senel Clan gathered in the central main tent. Everybody felt this fire was a bit weird.
"Reuben, how's the situation on your side? Are there any untouchables who dare to take the opportunity to cause trouble?"
"No, those lowly people are very honest. No one dared to come close to the camp to see what was going on. After a tiring day, many of the untouchables were probably still sleeping like pigs. They had no idea what was going on outside! The guy named Reuben sneered. He shook his head and replied.
"And you, Houles?"
"Everything is normal in the camp. Besides those demonized puppets being a bit restless at the beginning, nothing special happened." Houghs said calmly with two swords on his back. "However, it's a bit strange that dozens of demonized puppets who were responsible for patrolling and guarding the material warehouse died in the flames."
"No intruders were discovered in the central tent. Everything is normal here." The guy named Barty had a gloomy expression on his face. When he spoke, there was a cold air seeping through the gaps between his teeth.
Hearing these words, the middle-aged man's brows furrowed tightly.
"Scala, do you think there's any problem here? Is this event related to the disappearance of those untouchables?" With an aquiline nose, Cambo watched the empty main seat in the tent beside Scala as a faint passion flashed across his eyes, 'That seat belongs to my father. The one who is qualified to sit on that seat is my elder brother. One day, that seat will belong to me for sure.'
Scala also noticed Cambo's fiery eyes as he raised his mouth corners disdainfully, "We can't make such a conclusion yet..." Scala denied Cambo's conjecture right away. Cambo's aquiline nose looked a bit gloomy, "However, I also feel that the events these days are a bit weird. When corps leader is not here, we have to be careful. Strengthen the patrolling of the camp these days. Tell those pariahs to find that underground tunnel or crack tomorrow and find those hiding pariahs. As for the materials that we've lost this time, have people replenish them from the north through the secret tunnel as soon as possible."
After saying that, Scala watched Cambo, "Cambo, now that you feel that the two events are related to each other, you will be responsible for investigating the relationship between the two events tomorrow. When corps leader comes back, you can report to him!"
"Yes, sir!"
"If there's nothing else, you can leave now. Remember to do your own work well!"
After everybody left, Scala watched their backs with a sneer.
Rouben was complaining about his actions.
Houghs threw the problem to Zhang Tie calmly.
Barty also seemed to be laughing at his overreaction.
Cambo wanted to make the situation more complicated.
'None of the 4 guys are easy to deal with. Don't they know that if they want to talk loudly in Senel Clan, they have to use their fists instead of their mouths. ' 'As long as my level is always higher than theirs, they are destined to be suppressed by me ferociously. They have to follow my command for the rest of their lives. '
'Those with hard fists don't need to be too smart. This is the ancestral rule of Senel Clan. Have they forgotten it? Additionally, do you really think that you could surpass me in intelligence? '
...
After leaving the central tent, the members of Senel Clan exchanged a glance with each other before returning to their own tents silently.
Cambo's face turned gloomy. Scala was even harder to deal with than he had imagined. If he could do it well, it meant that Scala was good at using people; if he couldn't do it well, it would be because of his incompetence and whimsy. What he would gain was nothing but ridicule.
In all fairness, what he said just now was indeed to muddy the waters, but in reality, he really felt that there seemed to be some connection between the two incidents. Not finding any abnormalities didn't mean that there were no abnormalities. If he completely attributed the fire just now to an accident, it didn't seem to make sense, because there were indeed a lot of strange things.
'Scala was too calm just now. How could he be so calm? 'Cambo was thinking about it.
Cambo was thinking hard. All of a sudden, his heart raced, 'Does Scala think that the one who set the fire is the one in the main tent?'
'This... this might be possible... '
When he was thinking about the conspiracy, Cambo came to the front of his own tent. He opened the flap and entered it...
Not until the terrifying battle qi started to wreak havoc in his body did he realize it. However, it was too late. Even though he had been LV 10, he didn't have time to make any response to such a sudden attack; especially when the attack had already touched his body.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Tie's fist had fallen onto Cambo's throat, chest, heart, lower abdomen and upper body 7 times. The fist was as gentle as the wind. However, the terrifying power of the first punch had already made this LV 10 strong fighter lose his ability to move and shout.
Cambo lay on the ground like mud; however, he was not dead yet. He widely opened his eyes and watched this person who suddenly appeared in his tent like a pariah.
"Peh..." Zhang Tie squatted down and spat onto the ground. Closely after that, he picked up Cambo's long sword and drew it out of the sheath.
"Did you chop off the old man's limbs with this sword?"
Cambo became speechless. He seemed to understand what Zhang Tie wanted to do. He opened his mouth and wanted to say wait...
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