"Are you looking for death?!"

Although this sentence is very slow, it is strong! Every byte is spit out, it seems like a heavy hammer hitting the iron plate, crossing the distance of space and rumbling directly in Durand's mind! In fact, the two have already begun to confront each other, and Kent's voice is accompanied by a powerful mental attack. Not only that, as his voice falls, the cold wind blowing out of the ghost street suddenly becomes much stronger. The strong wind whimperes, wrapping Durand up layer by layer like life. Durand is standing in the middle of the storm, and countless shrill screams seem to penetrate from every pore in his body.

The average seven-star hunter could not resist this level of mental attack, but Durand stood leisurely, letting the strong wind roll up his robe, and the roars of countless resentful spirits shake his ear drums, he remained unmoved.

The wind seemed to be stronger, even blurring the surrounding vision.

At this moment, Durand suddenly tightened the wooden handle of the musket. Without saying a word, he raised the musket, which was more than 1.5 meters long, over the top. The musket was like an extension of his arm, and the thick, dark and extremely violent and beautiful gun hole rushed straight into the sky!

The fingers pulled the trigger without hesitation.

--Bang!!!

The rough gunshot exploded! A large red flame suddenly ejected from the muzzle, and a large amount of iron sand burst out under the push of huge kinetic energy, instantly tearing the cold wind entangled around it to pieces.

One shot!

With just one shot, the strong wind and the Yin roar that had been loud before were easily blown away, and there was no residue left. In a blink of an eye, the vision was restored, and the surrounding scenes were the same as before. Durand was still standing at the empty street corner, in front of him the dark and deep ghost street and the wooden buildings on both sides of the street. The first round of the two's confrontation seemed to be just an illusion.

Kent's voice remained silent and did not sound again for a long time.

Durand slowly lowered the musket expressionlessly, and the dark barrel had become hot. Perhaps the barrel temperature was too high, and a few wisps of white air even evaporated from it. The air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder with the characteristics of the dwarf clan, which did not dissipate for a long time.

"Testing or something is actually free." Durand pointed his gun straight at the Ghost Street, smiling happily: "You are the three guys Fix, Scorpion, and Renault? To be honest, I didn't know they were yours before, but so what? You won't really think I'm afraid of you, right? Leave no more gossip and get out, otherwise the next shot will be your broken street."

Kent seemed to smile, not angry at all, nor did he show up, and he still said slowly: "The musket of the dwarf clan's characteristic musket? To be honest, this power scared me a little... I have lived for so many years and have never seen such a terrifying musket! If I read it correctly, the power of your musket should be more than that, right? You seem to have specially installed a triple buffer on the barrel, which can certainly reduce the recoil, but also greatly weaken the power. I am very curious, if you remove the triple buffer, how powerful the gun will be? But are you sure you used it?"

Durand was too lazy to answer Kent's question, so he pulled the trigger directly and responded with another gunshot as the most blunt response.

Another large area of ​​fire and iron sand splashed out, scattering towards the two small buildings behind Ghost Street. With the power of this musket, not to mention the two small buildings that seemed to fall down with the wind, even the thick brick wall could easily burst out a large hole, or even collapse directly. However, a large amount of black air suddenly surged out of the small building, gently wrapped around the building. The iron sand hit the black air and was blocked!

Durand's face changed slightly. He put down the musket, then used his eyes to his eyes, his eyes immediately became deep and dark, and there was a magnificent colorful color in the depths of his pupils. After looking carefully for a while, he nodded and suddenly said: "So that's it. This whole street seems to have been transformed into your domain by you? No wonder it can block my musket."

After a pause, Durand pulled a sarcastic smile on his lips and said, "So, are you going to just huddle inside and not come out?"

"Isn't it possible?" Kent smiled and said, "I have been here for a long time and have no habit of going out. Young man, why don't you come in and sit?"

Durand thought about it seriously, then he really nodded and said, "Okay."

His idea was very simple and straightforward. Anyway, since Andrea's affairs have exposed his strength, it's better to be a little bit more hidden. Every battle mage is warlike from the bottom of his bones, and Durand is the leader. Especially in the years since he was in another world, due to his long-term depression, violence has become the best way to relieve stress and one of the most important ways to vent his unhappiness.

In fact, Durand hopes that a peak seven-star hunter like Kent can take the initiative to find him and fight a few shots very quickly! Anyway, the three behind the Demon Dragon Stone Gate only ask themselves not to easily provoke the peak seven-star hunter who cannot come out of the world in the city, but he did not say that if the other party comes to him, he cannot respond.

With a proud smile, Durand carried the musket backhand and walked into the entrance of the Ghost Street. As soon as he walked into the Ghost Street, the yin wind immediately flourished, which was two or three times stronger than outside! The entire Ghost Street is Kent's domain, where his power can be fully utilized, but Durand's strength is suppressed by the domain. Not only the yin wind, but also the creaking sounds began to sound in the small buildings on both sides. It was the sound of the rotten old wood being trampled constantly, as if something was walking in the small building. Soon, Durand saw many white skeletons appearing at the doors, windows, and stairs of the small buildings on both sides. It was mostly non-human aliens.

These skeletons were walking mechanically, and two cold ghost fires were burning in their deep eye sockets.

They held all kinds of weapons and armor, and the green cold light was like small lanterns without temperature in the dark night, and there were really a lot of them. Durand swept quickly and found that several skeletons were actually holding bones removed from their bodies as weapons. The beating ghost fire was staring at Durand. In addition to the skeleton warriors, a small number of skeleton mages holding magic bone staff were also present.

Skeleton warriors and skeleton mages appeared in groups in the windows and door holes of small buildings on both sides of Ghost Street, and then looked at Durand neatly.
Chapter completed!