Chapter 354 – Harves (1/2)

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Outside, lights flashed as the Demon Generals remaining in the city gnashed their teeth and threw magic stones on the space-imprisoning magical formation on the ground. In a series of silver gleams, the formation was very close to take effect.

After throwing the goods inside the warehouse into their inventories as fast as possible, Reck and Fatty looked at each other with crafty grins and both took out a scroll at the same time.

Teleportation Scrolls, a masterpiece of Lucas. As long as the user wasn’t in a confined space or some other obstacle, they could instantly teleport back to Sky City no matter where they were. The materials used to make these scrolls were extremely precious. Lucas only made a total of five, of which Lucas and Reck each kept one, while Fatty took the remaining three.

“Go.” With Reck's slightly triumphant trill still floating in the air, the warehouse was empty except for the fallen wooden shelves lying all over the floor to tell that it had been patronized before.

Whoosh. A dazzling light filled the space and sprinkled like fireworks blossoming, enveloping the warehouse.

“Troops, follow me in and kill those damned humans!” A Demon General, armed with a blood-red war blade, opened the warehouse door and rushed in.

A moment later, a mournful scream echoed, followed by the sight of this Demon General rushing out of the warehouse with an ashen face.

“Gone, most of the things inside are gone,” he weakly told his concerned colleagues.

“Gold, we’ve struck gold!” In Sky City, Fatty and Reck laughed loudly.

Lucas also emerged soon after. The trio gathered together to count their harvest one by one while grinning from ear to ear. Especially Fatty, his left hand grabbed at the magic stones, his right hand waved a black iron lance, his butt sat on a pile of Advanced magic scrolls while his eyes stared at Reck sorting through the other items.

Lucas' harvest didn’t disappoint either. He was lucky enough to sneak into a Demon King's sleeping chamber. Although the number of things inside was few, all of them were the cream of the crop.

“A map of the Demon realm? Good job!” When checking the few things Fatty got, both Reck’s and Lucas’ eyes shone brilliantly.

What Fatty got weren’t precious, but this map of the Demon realm, in some way, was still the most valuable thing of their harvest this time.

“Make a copy of the map, then I will present the original to His Majesty,” Reck said.

“Why?” Fatty was stunned. The Reck he knew wasn’t this selfless kind of person.

“For countless years, only the Demon race have launched attacks on us humans, while we never once entered the Demon realm. There were only a few times when several Divine experts barged in there, so even now, we’re still pretty much in the dark about the Demon realm. This map will be a great help to our future advance into the Demon world,” Lucas explained.

“Easy, this won’t be for nothing. This map can exchange for at least ten billion gold coins worth of resources. When did I, Grandmaster Reck, engage in unprofitable business?” Reck proudly said.

After quickly making a copy of the map, Reck instantly teleported to the Imperial City via the portal in Iron Chain Town, while Fatty and Lucas remained and made an inventory of the spoils.

“Great harvest.” After finishing, Fatty was very satisfied. There were 100 chests of magic stones, each containing 100 pieces, which amounted to a total of 10,000 magic stones. This alone was already an enormous sum of gold coins. In addition, there were 300 Advanced and 1,000 Intermediate magic scrolls, more than 3,000 Demonic nuclei of all attributes, a hill of various Demonic materials, as well as some war tools such as ballistae and catapults.

“With these, it’s enough to support the construction for a period of time.” Thinking of the ongoing city construction, Fatty felt a headache.

“Give me half of the magic stones.” Lucas held out his hand.

“Half? Just kill me already!” Fatty pounced onto a chest of magic stones and refused to budge.

“Half is not enough, it’s only the beginning.” Lucas looked at Fatty. “I'll set up a super-large magic formation for you. This formation will have the space attribute and can integrate attack and defense into a whole. And when you combine your Crystal Maze of Terror as well, it’ll raise the overall power of Sky City to a new level.”

“How many magic stones would that be?” asked Fatty with a bitter face.

“According to my conservative estimate, after the formation is complete, keeping it operational every day will consume 100 magic stones. To get it to run at full-power, 100 magic stones per hour,” Lucas straightforwardly answered, and Fatty straightforwardly passed out.