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Chapter 176 - 176 135 Smuggling into the Rain World (4500) _2

Chapter 176: 135 Smuggling into the Rain World (4500) _2 Chapter 176: 135 Smuggling into the Rain World (4500) _2 “Understood, understood.” Iri kept nodding earnestly.

Casio then began his operation, the black carriage would remain stationary for about ten minutes. He pushed the modified armored carriage to the back of the horse carriage, using several prominent clips at the front of the carriage, to hook onto the back and edge of the black carriage.

Then he took out several sturdy iron chains, instantly linking the horse carriage’s area with the armored carriage.

Casio gave the chains a strong pull, they tightened under his immense strength. But they were far from breaking – these specially treated iron chains were of exceptionally high quality, tougher than one could imagine.

“Good, that’s about right.’

He nodded in satisfaction, and then instructed Iri to get into the carriage. As for Casio, he took a seat in the armored carriage himself.

After a series of experiments, he discovered that he could not touch the black carriage that belonged to the mansion. As lengthy contact would cause the carriage to disappear instantly, as if it recognized Casio as a betrayer.

His original plan of getting away by hiding on the roof of the carriage failed.

Hence, Casio could only avoid contact by using this carriage-pulling-carriage method. However, this was extremely dangerous as there were many mysterious phenomena in the world of rain, not to mention the transformative giant creatures. The decayed knights also hailed from the world of rain. Without the black carriage to shield his aura, Casio was akin to a large piece of fish bait, which would inevitably attract dangerous creatures in the world of rain to attack him.

So it is necessary to create an armored carriage to protect himself. Casio tends to be cautious when it comes to his own life, preferring to have as much insurance as possible.

Along the small road, as Iri got into the carriage, the two glossy black Liuma horses at the front of the carriage began to move forward, the mysterious coachman in the black cloak remained unfazed as usual.

“Clip-clop…”

The horseshoes trotted in place for a few moments, probably due to the weight of Casio’s specially crafted armored carriage. After a few more trots, the black carriage began to slowly move forward, followed by the armored carriage.

Casio, sensing the subtle swaying of the carriage, nodded in approval. After all, the black carriage, being a supernatural creation, must possess its own special abilities. Previously, as he shared spicy strips with the giant ape through the carriage window, the speeding carriage remained completely still and undamaged.

Pulling the armored carriage obviously wasn’t a problem at all.

With a wave of unrest, the black carriage slowly accelerated down the road, trailing the heavily armoured carriage behind.

Various roads, varying environments.

The black carriage drove into a plain, with vast swaths of eerie greying grassland engulfing the entire region. Amid the monochrome grey, a sinuous and delicate yellow line cut harshly, stretching out. Along the yellow line, a tiny black dot moved at high speed.

Clunk!

Casio propped up the armored plate outside the window, looking out through the solid bar. There were no strange scenes or mutated giant creatures appearing. The surroundings were eerily peaceful, with only the sound of rain falling and wheels turning.

This quiet state made Casio feel unease. If it were a few bizarre attacks, it would be alright. Instead, the current situation reminded him of the calm before the storm, where danger might be accumulating and waiting to erupt like a volcano at any moment.

Fortunately, Casio was prepared.

He opened a black bag of various types of military weapons. Silver Storm Heavy Machine Gun, p11 hand grenade, Tiger Shotgun, and the 46-type Flamethrower. Yes, Casio had even gotten his hands on a flamethrower.

Although he didn’t know why the arms dealer had such massive weaponry, maybe someone in the military was stealing weapons for themselves. Definitely someone of high rank.

Casio also had a supply of sticky oil potion, which when combined with a flamethrower capable of spraying flames over ten meters, made for a perfect combo.

Of course, it would be best if these weapons weren’t required.

The carriage moved forward for another ten or so minutes.

Casio suddenly heard a chaotic noise of hoofsteps among the rain, he looked out the window towards the distant plain. Faint black rain fell in droves, blurring the line of sight. But Casio could still see a group of knights charging towards them from a distance.

1, 2, 3…6, 7, 8!

Eight decayed knights!!!

Some were holding long spears, some hoisting huge swords, some brandishing axes, some swinging chain shackles. All of them rode black horses, dressed in ancient armor, with backthorn-like projections poking out of their joints. They wore red boots adorned with a cross pattern, their feet planted firmly on the mount.

The knight leading the group, lofted his conical lance, roaring as he charged towards the carriage.

His helmet, shaped like a snake’s belly, exposed a chillingly ruthless gaze.

“Daa daa daa daa daa….”

The helmet along with the head beneath it exploded.

Dozens of big caliber bullets drilled into the knight’s skull, causing spurts of black fluid to splash out.

With a thump, the knight fell off his horse.

At the window of the armoured carriage, a black gun muzzle of a machine gun was propped up. Behind it were Casio’s cold eyes.

He hefted the heavy, oversized heavy machine gun, beside him was a nearly five-meter-long strip of cloth-filled bullets. The smell of gunpowder filled the air.

“Experience the power of technology, antiquities.”

Casio pulled the trigger, and the machine gun started shaking violently.

“Ting ting ting ting ting …”

A cloud of golden sparks erupted on the surface of the armour of the charging decayed knight. Machine gun bullets were way stronger than the crossbow arrows of the old times! their penetrating power, destructive force, and firing rate were incomparable.