Sanctuary Starfield Journey

91-31 Capture

Yan Fuxue said to Inwa, "This is because you trusted the passageway too much. People could let the grain carts pass through the last passageway and then plunder them." Inwa also felt very guilty about this. It was indeed an oversight on the part of the capital. If they hadn't been so confident, so many people wouldn't have starved to death. Upon seeing this, Qinglan immediately rushed out, her musical notes flashing in her hands, and Mobei followed her.

The person wearing a mask seemed flustered upon seeing this, muttering something like, "Wait a minute, how did they spot me?" They immediately prepared to flee.

Yan Fuxue was building an ice wall in front of him when the masked man saw it. He pulled out a bag, immediately opened it, and the ice wall was sucked in. Mo Bei and Qing Lan, witnessing this, immediately understood how he had committed the crime and couldn't help but gasp.

The masked man seemed to realize something, turned to look at the group, and although we couldn't see what was under his mask, I think it was a wicked grin.

"Hehehe, you think I'm afraid of you? I'm just pretending to be weak, you know? If you know what's good for you, get lost!" Then, as if remembering something, he added, "And hand over your food while you're at it." Mo Bei and Qing Lan exchanged a glance. Mo Bei Lei Yan Chang Tian made his move, grabbing Qing Lan and pulling her into his small world, then charged towards the masked man. The masked man was startled upon seeing this: "This guy can actually fly? I really want him." He then opened his bag, and a huge suction force rushed towards Mo Bei. Mo Bei dodged to the side, and after Qing Lan was thrown out, she immediately locked onto the masked man's location and threw out musical notes. But the masked man was no pushover either; the bag immediately adjusted its direction, absorbing the musical notes, resulting in several steel needles wrapping around him.

Inva's voice, like needles, pierced everyone present equally: "Stranger! I have a question for you! Have you been stealing Huo Min's grain for a long time?" The man panicked upon hearing this, knowing this was someone from the capital, and began frantically trying to think of a countermeasure. The three of them simply watched him silently; after all, they had witnessed the power of these steel needles before—a spiritual-powered lie detector.

"10..." Inva began the countdown. A scale appeared behind the masked man, with the masked man and Inva's miniature figures standing on it, tilting towards Inva.

"9..." Inva's gaze deepened as he stared intently at the masked man. The prolonged countdown was simply to buy him more time, but it didn't matter.

"8..." Just as Inva said "eight," the masked man suddenly moved. He opened the bag, spun it around, sucking away the loose steel needles. Then, taking advantage of their momentary lapse in attention and blind spots, he quickly sucked the needles back into the bag. After the bag dispersed, a barely suppressed smile appeared on his lips.

Inva saw the masked man's smile and simultaneously noticed his scales had vanished, along with the steel needle in his right hand. He said, "This guy is definitely suspicious, but be careful." Mo Bei was preparing to condense a lightning-flame bomb when the masked man shouted, "I heard you can suck people in too!" and was then swallowed by the bag. The sudden turn of events left the others speechless.

Just as the blue-tinged figure was about to be swallowed by the bag after landing on the air cushion, Yan Fuxue created an ice wall to block it, while Inwa was also looking for an opportunity to use soft steel needles to restrain the masked man.

The masked man waved his bag forward, swallowing all the musical notes, and then seized an opportunity to engulf Qinglan with his aftershocks, only to be blocked by the ice wall. Qinglan immediately retreated: "If Elder Yan Huayue were here, that would be great." Flames also gathered around Yan Fuxue.

Suddenly, the masked man sensed an intense killing intent and immediately swung the bag upwards, absorbing a gust of wind. Everyone looked up and saw Hong Qi slowly descending, stepping on a tender green tea bud.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Inva immediately launched steel needles to try and trap the masked man. The masked man reacted quickly, sucking the needles into the bag, but was hit in the knee by a wind bullet. Then, flames and musical notes attacked him at the same time. He immediately swung the bag at high speed, wrapping himself up and absorbing all the attacks.

Mo Bei was forced to play "Rhythm Master" inside the bag, dodging ice walls like Tetris, being bathed in flames, watching out for steel needles piercing his heart, and being bounced away by the wind: "What is this? Stop messing with me!" Luckily, he flew to the edge of the inner bag and saw a lot of food piled up inside, with a sign next to it advertising low-price sales.

Mo Bei was furious when he saw this and burned the sign. Just as he was about to move the grain into the small world, he discovered that the bag blocked spiritual energy. Helpless, he could only guard the grain.

As Mo Bei stared blankly at the grain, a plan suddenly came to him. Thunderous flames appeared in his hand, igniting the bags from the inside.

The masked man felt the bag getting hotter and hotter, then turned around and saw a tiny hole had been burned into it. He grabbed a handful of dirt and stuffed it into the hole. Qinglan and the others outside, seeing the masked man encased in the bag, were also helpless.

Qinglan stroked her chin, suddenly had an idea, ran to the bag, waved to the others, and they followed.

Qinglan stared at the dark bag, unsure of its contents, but still reached inside and began rummaging. Mo Bei, who was burning the bag and dealing with the shoveled dirt, felt a chill on his back. Turning around, he saw the familiar, smelly hands and recognized Qinglan's. He rewarded Qinglan with a lightning-fire bomb to let him know he was still alive, then diligently resumed burning the bag.

Qinglan immediately pulled her hand back, jumped up, and landed while blowing on the ground: "Mobei is still alive." Yan Fuxue formed frost around him.

The bag was quickly burned through, and Mo Bei immediately rushed out and tackled the masked man to the ground. The masked man, who was still digging in the dirt, couldn't dodge in time and was subdued.

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