Chapter 290: Not A Good Idea
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Chapter 290 Not A Good Idea
Kizer had been cooped up in the alchemist room for a while now, and he could feel his head starting to pound. He was unsure if it was due to the fumes from Reno's plants or the concoctions he was making, but either way, he wanted to get out of there.
When he exited the room and was in the main hallway that branched off into several other rooms, he could still smell several different scents wafting into his nose.
'How can they deal with these smells all day, every day? Alchemists really do have a certain knack for these things,' Kizer thought, pinching his nose as he looked towards the exit. 'Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever met or come across an alchemist that's normal.'
Kizer had come across quite a few, even when the Clan had to make special requests, and all of them were hard to talk to and reserved to themselves. Somewhat like the Dark Magus, but none of them gave him a sense of fear like the Dark Magus did.
Reaching outside, Kizer was ready to give his limbs quite the stretching, and as he pulled his arms out to the very top and slowly opened his eyes, he froze for a moment.
"What is going on here?" Kizer mumbled to himself.
There was a group of around fifty warriors with their weapons drawn. Some of them had dubious facial expressions on their faces, others waiting in anticipation for something. Kizer had seen this look before; it was the faces of warriors just before they were to go into battle.
"Oh, will you look at this," Clipper said. "It seems one of them has come out already to greet us. Let's play with him a little."
The orders from Sha Mo were clear. If the Crimson Crane resisted giving information about the Dark Magus, then they were free to act as they pleased, getting the information they needed no matter what.
However, not everyone would follow those orders right down to the last letter. In Clipper's ears, he had heard just the last few lines, 'They could act as they please.' n)-o)/V/)e)-l-(b.)I..n
Pagna warriors who trained day in and day out, many of them were itching for a fight. Some joined for that sole reason, a chance to show their hard training and efforts off, and now this was that opportunity.
Immediately, they dived right in toward Kizer, one of them thrusting a spear toward his face. He quickly pulled back, and the energy of the spear attack continued forward, hitting part of the metal building, creating a large dent in it.
"Arghh!" Kizer spun, trying to hit the rest of the swordsmen, but they soon jumped back, and two large men from the Behemoth Clan jumped, using fist techniques, they slammed both of them right into Kizer's stomach, which caused him to kneel over and fall to the ground as the wind was knocked out of him.
"And this is why, Kizer, the one known as the Beast of the Crimson Crane, is the easiest to deal with," Clipper commented with a smile.
"Although he has an absurdly destructive and powerful Qi compared to others that are at the same stage as him, everything else in terms of skills is subpar. A lack of foot techniques, a lack of swordsmanship."
"Some say if he hadn't found the Crimson Crane, he would have long ago perished in battle. It was only because of his fellow clan members defending him that he managed to last this long, and it seems to be true."
On his knees, several of the attackers now had dived in. The sword users that had attacked with their formation from before were ready to strike from above. They were swinging their swords, aiming to slice off his head.
As they swung the swords, though, they noticed their vision was getting slightly blurry, and soon some of them collapsed to the floor, while the sword strikes had missed completely, falling to the floor.
"I was wondering what was taking you so long."
Two steps were taken to Kizer's side, and with a strange lingering mist following him, Reno could be seen.
"Haha, you came to help me? And here I thought you would be stuck in that room for yours, even if I screamed, begging for my life," Kizer chuckled.
Reno didn't want to say the truth. The fact was, he had run out of plants and herbs to use in his creations, so he was heading out to the auction house to get some more when he saw the commotion.
His words were more of a line he thought was appropriate to be said at the moment.
"Ah, the poison user, I see," Clipper said as he placed some spiked gloves onto his hands and started to walk forward. "The weakest member of the Crimson Crane has come to help. I guess since there are two of you, I should get involved."
"As for the rest of you, what are you doing!" Clipper shouted. "I told you to head inside and drag out every single Alchemist that's in there!"
Both Reno and Kizer looked at each other at that moment. Now they had an idea of who they were after.
"Erghh, I'm not sure that's a good idea," Reno stated.
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Chapter 290 Not A Good Idea
Kizer had been cooped up in the alchemist room for a while now, and he could feel his head starting to pound. He was unsure if it was due to the fumes from Reno's plants or the concoctions he was making, but either way, he wanted to get out of there.
When he exited the room and was in the main hallway that branched off into several other rooms, he could still smell several different scents wafting into his nose.
'How can they deal with these smells all day, every day? Alchemists really do have a certain knack for these things,' Kizer thought, pinching his nose as he looked towards the exit. 'Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever met or come across an alchemist that's normal.'
Kizer had come across quite a few, even when the Clan had to make special requests, and all of them were hard to talk to and reserved to themselves. Somewhat like the Dark Magus, but none of them gave him a sense of fear like the Dark Magus did.
Reaching outside, Kizer was ready to give his limbs quite the stretching, and as he pulled his arms out to the very top and slowly opened his eyes, he froze for a moment.
"What is going on here?" Kizer mumbled to himself.
There was a group of around fifty warriors with their weapons drawn. Some of them had dubious facial expressions on their faces, others waiting in anticipation for something. Kizer had seen this look before; it was the faces of warriors just before they were to go into battle.
"Oh, will you look at this," Clipper said. "It seems one of them has come out already to greet us. Let's play with him a little."
The orders from Sha Mo were clear. If the Crimson Crane resisted giving information about the Dark Magus, then they were free to act as they pleased, getting the information they needed no matter what.
However, not everyone would follow those orders right down to the last letter. In Clipper's ears, he had heard just the last few lines, 'They could act as they please.' n)-o)/V/)e)-l-(b.)I..n
Pagna warriors who trained day in and day out, many of them were itching for a fight. Some joined for that sole reason, a chance to show their hard training and efforts off, and now this was that opportunity.
Immediately, they dived right in toward Kizer, one of them thrusting a spear toward his face. He quickly pulled back, and the energy of the spear attack continued forward, hitting part of the metal building, creating a large dent in it.
"Arghh!" Kizer spun, trying to hit the rest of the swordsmen, but they soon jumped back, and two large men from the Behemoth Clan jumped, using fist techniques, they slammed both of them right into Kizer's stomach, which caused him to kneel over and fall to the ground as the wind was knocked out of him.
"And this is why, Kizer, the one known as the Beast of the Crimson Crane, is the easiest to deal with," Clipper commented with a smile.
"Although he has an absurdly destructive and powerful Qi compared to others that are at the same stage as him, everything else in terms of skills is subpar. A lack of foot techniques, a lack of swordsmanship."
"Some say if he hadn't found the Crimson Crane, he would have long ago perished in battle. It was only because of his fellow clan members defending him that he managed to last this long, and it seems to be true."
On his knees, several of the attackers now had dived in. The sword users that had attacked with their formation from before were ready to strike from above. They were swinging their swords, aiming to slice off his head.
As they swung the swords, though, they noticed their vision was getting slightly blurry, and soon some of them collapsed to the floor, while the sword strikes had missed completely, falling to the floor.
"I was wondering what was taking you so long."
Two steps were taken to Kizer's side, and with a strange lingering mist following him, Reno could be seen.
"Haha, you came to help me? And here I thought you would be stuck in that room for yours, even if I screamed, begging for my life," Kizer chuckled.
Reno didn't want to say the truth. The fact was, he had run out of plants and herbs to use in his creations, so he was heading out to the auction house to get some more when he saw the commotion.
His words were more of a line he thought was appropriate to be said at the moment.
"Ah, the poison user, I see," Clipper said as he placed some spiked gloves onto his hands and started to walk forward. "The weakest member of the Crimson Crane has come to help. I guess since there are two of you, I should get involved."
"As for the rest of you, what are you doing!" Clipper shouted. "I told you to head inside and drag out every single Alchemist that's in there!"
Both Reno and Kizer looked at each other at that moment. Now they had an idea of who they were after.
"Erghh, I'm not sure that's a good idea," Reno stated.
Chapter 290 Not A Good Idea Kizer had been cooped up in the alchemist room for a while now, and he could feel his head starting to pound. He was unsure if it was due to the fumes from Reno's plants or the concoctions he was making, but either way, he wanted to get out of there. When he exited the room and was in the main hallway that branched off into several other rooms, he could still smell several different scents wafting into his nose. 'How can they deal with these smells all day, every day? Alchemists really do have a certain knack for these things,' Kizer thought, pinching his nose as he looked towards the exit. 'Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever met or come across an alchemist that's normal.' Kizer had come across quite a few, even when the Clan had to make special requests, and all of them were hard to talk to and reserved to themselves. Somewhat like the Dark Magus, but none of them gave him a sense of fear like the Dark Magus did. Reaching outside, Kizer was ready to give his limbs quite the stretching, and as he pulled his arms out to the very top and slowly opened his eyes, he froze for a moment. "What is going on here?" Kizer mumbled to himself. There was a group of around fifty warriors with their weapons drawn. Some of them had dubious facial expressions on their faces, others waiting in anticipation for something. Kizer had seen this look before; it was the faces of warriors just before they were to go into battle. "Oh, will you look at this," Clipper said. "It seems one of them has come out already to greet us. Let's play with him a little." The orders from Sha Mo were clear. If the Crimson Crane resisted giving information about the Dark Magus, then they were free to act as they pleased, getting the information they needed no matter what. However, not everyone would follow those orders right down to the last letter. In Clipper's ears, he had heard just the last few lines, 'They could act as they please.' n-o/V/e-l-b.I..nPagna warriors who trained day in and day out, many of them were itching for a fight. Some joined for that sole reason, a chance to show their hard training and efforts off, and now this was that opportunity. Immediately, they dived right in toward Kizer, one of them thrusting a spear toward his face. He quickly pulled back, and the energy of the spear attack continued forward, hitting part of the metal building, creating a large dent in it. "Arghh!" Kizer spun, trying to hit the rest of the swordsmen, but they soon jumped back, and two large men from the Behemoth Clan jumped, using fist techniques, they slammed both of them right into Kizer's stomach, which caused him to kneel over and fall to the ground as the wind was knocked out of him. "And this is why, Kizer, the one known as the Beast of the Crimson Crane, is the easiest to deal with," Clipper commented with a smile. "Although he has an absurdly destructive and powerful Qi compared to others that are at the same stage as him, everything else in terms of skills is subpar. A lack of foot techniques, a lack of swordsmanship." "Some say if he hadn't found the Crimson Crane, he would have long ago perished in battle. It was only because of his fellow clan members defending him that he managed to last this long, and it seems to be true." On his knees, several of the attackers now had dived in. The sword users that had attacked with their formation from before were ready to strike from above. They were swinging their swords, aiming to slice off his head. As they swung the swords, though, they noticed their vision was getting slightly blurry, and soon some of them collapsed to the floor, while the sword strikes had missed completely, falling to the floor. "I was wondering what was taking you so long." Two steps were taken to Kizer's side, and with a strange lingering mist following him, Reno could be seen. "Haha, you came to help me? And here I thought you would be stuck in that room for yours, even if I screamed, begging for my life," Kizer chuckled. Reno didn't want to say the truth. The fact was, he had run out of plants and herbs to use in his creations, so he was heading out to the auction house to get some more when he saw the commotion. His words were more of a line he thought was appropriate to be said at the moment. "Ah, the poison user, I see," Clipper said as he placed some spiked gloves onto his hands and started to walk forward. "The weakest member of the Crimson Crane has come to help. I guess since there are two of you, I should get involved." "As for the rest of you, what are you doing!" Clipper shouted. "I told you to head inside and drag out every single Alchemist that's in there!" Both Reno and Kizer looked at each other at that moment. Now they had an idea of who they were after. "Erghh, I'm not sure that's a good idea," Reno stated.
