Crack! The sound of bones cracking echoed through the air, and Os's chest visibly caved in. His entire body was blown backward by the force of the impact.

  Bang! Auston crashed into the dirty wall, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his body leaned forward. Before he hit the ground, Tong Dun stabbed out with an iron pipe.

  Pffft! A sharp iron pipe pierced through Aust's shoulder and nailed him to the wall.

  At the sound of Oss's yell, seeing Tong Daonan engage in a fierce battle, he burst into a loud cry and lost his last bit of courage, turning around to run away.

  Tang Dun stood still, calmly pulled out an iron pipe and threw it away.

  Whoosh! The iron pipe shot in with a whistling sound, like a javelin, into the gap-toothed man's thigh, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

  "Don't kill me!" The toothless man yelled, crawling on the ground.

  "Halt!"

  Tang Dun pulled out another iron pipe, threw it and shot through the thigh of a thug. The remaining three looked at their companion's miserable state and didn't dare to run away, begging Tang Dun for mercy.

  "Shut up!" Tang Dun frowned, "Go get my backpack out. If anything is missing, you're dead!"

  The fighters rushed towards the dormitory to fetch their backpacks.

  The onlookers were shocked at how quickly the battle ended, as Tang Don effortlessly crushed the three Osborns with no difficulty whatsoever, and for a moment they found it hard to accept.

  Osric's anguished cry was nailed to the wall, tears streaming down his face.

  "Too noisy!" Tang Dun pulled out an iron pipe and stabbed it into the other shoulder of Da Gongtou.

  The onlookers' eyes were wide with shock, and some of the big bosses were filled with schadenfreude, as they had their own conflicts with him. Now that he was being beaten like a dead dog, they couldn't help but feel happy.

  "Foreman, your backpack."

  The thugs handed over their backpacks with a smile and in a low voice.

  Dongton took it over, swept a glance, and imperceptibly let out a breath of relief. All the books were there, and the magic book was mixed in, very inconspicuous.

  "How about food?"

  Tang Dun's sentence covered up the target of the question, and the three thugs looked embarrassed. They were illiterate and had no interest in books, but they quickly snatched up all the food.

  One of the thugs was about to shirk responsibility, saying he hadn't eaten, when he was kicked in the stomach by Tong Dun's military boots and knelt down in pain.

  "This time I'll let you off, but if there's a next time, I'll kill you all!" Tang Don broke both of Oss's arm bones and leg bones, making sure he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a while and cause his own trouble. With that, he picked up his backpack and turned to head downstairs.

  The crowd of onlookers automatically moved towards the walls on both sides, clearing a path.

  This time, no one dared to mock Tang Dun again. Even some unscrupulous thugs brought friendly smiles with them. Although they were unwilling to admit it, Tang Dun was likely to become the new big boss.

  "You just wait for me!"

  On the first floor corridor, the leader of the supervisors glared at Tang Don with a fierce gaze, threatening him before leading the supervisors to clean up the mess.

  The sunset fell on the mountain, and the dormitory area lit up the crystal stone road lamps, illuminating the surrounding area with a warm yellow glow.

  Tang Don walked out of the workshop building, and the miners who were surrounding the empty space in front of the building retreated spontaneously, opening up a path. Some people sized him up, while others looked back at the building.

  In less than a minute, the overseers carried out the three seriously injured Os and ran to the infirmary.

  Witnessing this scene, those miners who had been oppressed by Aust for a long time all shouted excitedly, filled with a sense of revenge.

  "Big worker, I'm here to take it!" Several miner confidants came up and actively helped Tang Dun carry the bag. They are now regretful to death, if only they had followed in earlier instead of watching from outside.

  Three young miners who had acted together straightened their backs, feeling they had not misjudged the man, and then spread the word of Danton's bravery to the surrounding miners.

  Downton glanced up at the third floor of the villa and found that the shutters were already closed.

  "Congratulations, you've found a good chess piece." His wife draped a silk dressing gown over Dovchenko.

  "A very imaginative young man." Downton stood behind the venetian blind, watching Tangton all the time, and was quite satisfied with his performance.

  "Aren't you going to see him?" his wife asked doubtfully.

  "That wouldn't make it obvious that he's my man? Defeating a big foreman is just the beginning of chaos, and the other foremen will definitely clash with him over the miners under Os' command. And those supervisors and mine bosses will also give him some color to see, to let him know who's the real master of the Knife Mine." A cold smile spread from the corner of Dofenk's mouth, "So wait and see, these days, the mine won't be peaceful."

  "I hope everything goes smoothly." His wife gave Dofenke a shoulder massage. "Go to bed early!"

  "Hmm, listen to the cheers outside, a new boss is about to be born." Dofenke said with a sneer, having already made up his mind that no matter how big of a conflict Tangdon stirred up, he would fully support him.

  The current Knifespine Mine is in dire need of a storm, and those people, whether they are the direct descendants of Old Master Thorne or not, should all go die.

  Back in dormitory 308, Tang Don didn't even bother to wash off the bloodstains on his body, closed the door and took out the Demon Scripture.

  "Are you okay?"

  After carefully checking and making sure that the Magic Book was intact without any damage, Tang Don felt relieved.

  "I am the ancient magic book, what can I do?" The magic book projected words, with a hint of pride between the lines, and immediately praised Tang Don, "You came faster than I expected."

  "You're not afraid I won't be able to find Oss?" Downton retorted.

  "Judging from your past performance, you should be able to do it, and I've left some clues." Mo Tian painted a smile on his face. "Congratulations, student Tang Dong, this time's assessment, you got full marks."

  "Thank you!" Tandon understood that although he had become the master of the magic book, there was still a long way to go before gaining its recognition.

  Its entire body exudes an air of pride and elegance, the magic book is absolutely not allowed to have a useless master, even if it can't resist, it will find ways to kill its master and gain freedom.

  Dangton flipped through the pages of the book, where the legal texts were written, and found that the words were also changing constantly.

  "That stupid Os, he actually took away the food and left me, Lady Holma, behind. How despicable!" Holma was indignant.

  "Lucky for him he's illiterate." Tongdon guffawed.

  The ancient book was almost exhausted of its original power and on the verge of collapse, so its exterior was worn out and tattered. Even if it were thrown onto a busy street, no one would pick it up. Moreover, the cautious Tang Don had placed it together with other books, making it unlikely to attract anyone's attention.

  "Alright, after this show of force, no one should dare to disturb you tonight. Let's head back to Polusna!"

  The magic book stretched out its elemental arm and pulled open the double bed, revealing a magical array on the floor.

  "Hmm!" Tandon pushed the bed and chairs to block the door, then packed his belongings into a backpack and stood in the magic circle. "Is that all?"

  Although he knew that Mo Tian was very knowledgeable, Tang Don still couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, the transmission gate belonged to spatial magic, which was a rather advanced and rare branch of magical study. On the Western Continent, even dragon-slaying mages couldn't establish a transmission gate.

  "Ah, just stand in the center then." Mo Tian noticed Tang Don's tension and comforted him, "Ordinary teleportation magic circles, if they fail, the teleported objects and people will be torn apart by spatial turbulence. However, because of my existence, even if it fails, you'll only be thrown to an uncertain location at most."

  "What? That's almost as good as being dead! If I'm thrown into the devil's abyss, I'll definitely be dead beyond death!" Tang Don stared at the magic book with a suspicious face, "You're not scaring me, are you?"

  "Am I that uninteresting?" Mo Tian was also depressed. If it were in its prime state, it could have achieved a 100% transmission rate instead of the current 20% failure probability.

  "Let's begin!" Tandon placed fifty top-grade magic stones on the magic array, took a few deep breaths, and calmed his emotions.

  The ancient tome floated in front of Tang Don, opened, and the pages turned, emitting a golden glow. Several firefly-like light spots floated out and fell onto the magic array.

  The magical energy overflowed from the magic stone, flowing along the runes that made up the magic array like a stream of water, spreading rapidly and penetrating everything. In the blink of an eye, dazzling gold and red lights flashed, almost covering Tang Dong's body.

  Tang Dun wanted to see what the scene would be like during the transmission process. As a result, his eyes turned black for less than a breath, and then recovered. The surroundings around him had already changed into a room in the underground city.

  "So soon?" Tong Dun clicked his tongue, this was one of the hiding dens he had built, on the floor, a magic array was carved, "What a pity, fifty pieces of magic stones were wasted."

  "Be content with what you have, others want to spend these magic stones but don't even have the chance."

  Mo Tian found it really frustrating with Tang Dun's petty family affairs.

  Because Danton is not a magic user of the French system, Holma did not give him a detailed explanation. The real teleportation magic circle can't be that simple, it's not just drawn on the ground.

  The success of the transmission relies entirely on the magical power of the magic book itself.

  These magic circles carved by Horma are actually spatial anchors used for planar identification and positioning. Even building the simplest teleportation magic circle requires materials costing at least 50 million gold coins, not to mention the magical energy needed to activate it each time.

  So, Tang Dun used only fifty magic stones to enter the underground city from Dagger Mine, what a huge profit.

  Seris is not at home, doesn't know where to play, making Mo Tian angry and gritting his teeth. The Death Witch obviously didn't follow its orders to study magic diligently.

  "You must add classes and tutoring, all soul-level spells, copy them three hundred times." The magic flame characters began to burn fiercely.

  "Come on, Seres is still a kid, it's normal for her to love playing." Tong Dun comforted Mo Dian and left the small nest to find a suitable place to break through.

  "That's no excuse. Hard work doesn't necessarily guarantee success, but not putting in the effort at all will absolutely guarantee failure." Maud was annoyed. "Serese is completely wasting her talent."

  If it were a worthless apprentice without talent, Mo Dian wouldn't bother to care about her, just let her fend for herself. "Don't mind her, time is tight, hurry up and find a place to break through!"

  Homa doesn't know, but Seres is in big trouble now!

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