A man with the left half of his face burned shouted.
As the training officer of the Black Sand Territory's magic gun unit, Hardy watched with satisfaction as his nearly thirty strong and elite soldiers, wearing heat-resistant gloves and glass goggles, were divided into groups of three and opened the maintenance boxes.
He calmly held out ten streamlined iron-gray magic guns.
Although they are not the best magic gunmen he has ever trained, compared to Exeter, who generally despises the use of magic guns, the magic gun team under the Black Sand Archduke is already a rare expert.
This reminded Hardy of the first time he, as a new recruit, touched the old and depleted Sigel Type V magic energy gun.
But looking at these young men, Hardy sighed: Look at the stuff in their hands.
Siegel's Type 7 magic gun has a solid gun body forged by the rough skills of the dwarves of the Iron Ash Mountain in the Eastern Continent.
The oil storage tank made of dark copper mined from the seabed in Bicheng is filled with high-quality eternal whale oil hunted by the Trade Federation from the Southern Terminal Sea, as well as the sealed core with mysterious origin.
The gun body is hard and wear-resistant, the barrel can withstand high temperatures, the ballistics are highly focused, and aiming is easy. Even the core depletion rate is only half that of its predecessor, the Siegel Six, which was launched twenty years ago. The magic energy is focused on two
It will not disperse within 100 meters, can withstand two firings within half an hour, and only needs two hours to cool down. Except for the still frustrating exaggerated weight and heat leakage problems, in Hardy's mind it is simply perfect.
Compared with those low-quality magic guns that have flowed into the underground black market from the national arms trade without explanation and lack of care and maintenance, and can only experience core exhaustion after a few months, they are like a stick to a steel sword.
"The target comes into view, aim and prepare!"
A strong man raised his hands, knelt down on one knee, and firmly supported the heat-insulated base at the front of the gun body with his shoulders wearing special shoulder armor.
A shrewd sighter quickly calculates the distance and direction, turns the button on the side of the gun, and adjusts the focus and energy scale.
A decisive operator skillfully checks the status of the gun, confirms that the core is stable, opens the safety lock, and grasps the firing handle.
One day... Hardy thought silently: It will no longer be heavy and can be held by two people or even one person.
It’s no longer complicated, one person can complete aiming and firing.
It is no longer dangerous, and the core will not become a prison ferry bell that threatens the gunman's life at any time.
It is no longer expensive, and every soldier will equip it for combat, not just a squad of dozens of people.
It is no longer mysterious. The core is no longer a mysterious thing purchased from special channels. Everyone will know its origin and principle.
One day... Hardy looked tenderly at the magic gun beside him that was in firing state. He subconsciously touched his left arm that was broken at the elbow, feeling the dull pain on the left side of his face, and thought:
It will become the king of war, take away the pride of the power of the end, and completely eliminate metal weapons and hand-to-hand combat from the world.
Even in the Northland.
It will tell people how heavy the price of war is and how precious peace is.
It's a pity that I can't see it anymore.
"Attack in place!"
Hardy solemnly raised his right hand and shouted the second to last shout.
Ten shooters pulled hard on the handle with a built-in spring, and the mysterious core behind the gun began to make disturbing vibrations and noises.
Hardy looked at the group of Starmen in front who had just broken through the light infantry.
I heard their newly found prince is inside.
Is it.
Hardy smiled.
Lucy, my daughter.
You will always be the pride of me and your mother.
No matter what kind of desperate situation you are in, you must stay strong and survive.
The next moment, this vicissitudes of life man with only half a face smashed his right arm with all his strength, and roared with a distorted face:
"Fire!"
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The soldiers set up a dense shield formation, blocking a large field of view in front of them, and everyone else hid behind the shield formation.
"Arc shield, distribute evenly!" Araka roared: "Don't miss any place!"
Thales was pinned to the ground by Putilai, unable to lift his head at all.
"No matter what, hide behind others," Putilai said with a stiff face: "Rumba must be crazy!"
Thales gritted his teeth, but couldn't stop the doubts in his heart.
Opposite is...a magic gun?
He remembered that not long ago, Maurice from the Brotherhood had obtained two weapons from the army at a high price...but they all proved to be "impractical gadgets."
At least that's what Leyock said.
Thales always thought that apart from the use of mysterious energy, it was roughly similar to the weapon in his previous life, a weapon that was raised to "bang bang bang" at the enemy.
But now it seems more complicated.
At least looking at Araka and the others, they should be...
"Fired!" At this moment, Alaka yelled crazily.
The soldiers gritted their teeth, trembled one after another, and held the metallic arc shields in their hands tighter.
A bright red light struck from the front!
Light penetrates the shield array.
The weather was very cold, but at this time, it was like being radiated by the sun, and a gentle warmth came over me.
"Withstand it and scatter them away..." Before Araka could finish speaking, strange changes occurred around these star people.
"Shua..."
The moment the snow beside them came into contact with the red light, the snow immediately shrank and turned into water, and then evaporated out of thin air!
Thales frowned slightly...is this?
Red light spreads across a small tree in the snow.
Thales stared dumbfoundedly at the top and bottom of the trees. Every inch of the tree instantly turned black, and then tongues of fire appeared.
The next moment, the small tree exploded suddenly, exploding countless sparks!
"boom!"
The flying sparks scattered to everyone, many soldiers hissed and screamed in pain, and the shield array suddenly trembled.
"Hold on!" Alaka shouted: "Ten seconds is enough!"
Thales felt in horror that the surrounding air was constantly heating up.
Getting hotter!
Until that warmth turns into ruthless heat!
The temperature inside his body is also rising.
what happened?
Thales thought in a panic: What exactly is a magic gun? Why does it have such an effect?
"No...the heat coming from the shield..." A veteran of the Fury Guard pressed against the shield. On the shoulder where he was holding the shield, his clothes had begun to turn black and curl up, and smoke was coming out.
He closed his eyes tightly and answered tremblingly: "At least five of them were fired at us at the same time! Our anti-demon weapons...the arc shield is not enough!"
"Then you have to resist it!" Alaka roared, pulling out the motionless bow without a string from his back, "I will resist any excessive attacks!"
At this moment, a soldier's hand holding the arc shield suddenly burst into flames!
He screamed and took a step back in front of Alaka's shocked eyes.
The soldier's shield flickered, and a red light passed through the gap and shone on him.
"No..." Before Alaka could shout in shock and rage, the soldiers' miserable howls were heard one step ahead of him:
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
For a few seconds, the soldier shook wildly, and smoke first came out of his clothes.
The red light shone at his feet, and the snow instantly evaporated into gas!
Thales' scalp was numb as he watched the soldier's skin begin to melt all over his body. The next moment, his whole body let out a roar, and endless tongues of fire erupted.
Another second passed, and like the small tree, the soldier's body exploded, sending out countless sparks!
"boom!"
Thales watched in horror as this life disappeared.
Only the charred mummies of the soldiers were left.
But his death brought irreversible consequences.
"Block the gap..." Before Araka could finish shouting, the burning corpse fragments splashed around the shield array, igniting many soldiers holding shields to resist.
"Ah!" "No!" "Hold on!" "It's so hot..."
The screams sounded one after another!
The shield formation immediately dispersed!
The red light shines into the crowd without any cover.
The surrounding temperature suddenly increased sharply!
Every inch of the snow evaporated.
Thales felt a chill in his heart.
No.
Oops.
At this moment, Alaka stood up with a roar, rushed forward, and stood in front of everyone.
There was a "bang" and his hair instantly caught fire.
I saw the Kingdom's Wrath pointing in the direction of the red light - the direction of the small group of Exeter soldiers, resolutely raising their bows without moving.
The unmoving bow trembled slightly.
Then it emits a silvery light that is no less than a shot from a magic gun!
The red light of the magic gun suddenly weakened when it encountered the silver light, and then scattered in all directions.
Just like the silver light blocked the path of the red light of the magic gun.
Araka roared, and the right hand that was holding the bow began to smoke.
But he still persists.
But the area of the silver light was not enough, and Alaka only had time to block the people in the center. There were still many soldiers on the periphery who were shot by the red light of the magic gun.
"Boom!" The second soldier turned into a fireball and exploded immediately.
"No no no...boom!" the third one.
"Ahhh!"
Gennard clutched his exposed right shoulder in pain, and was dragged back to the area sheltered by the silver light by Willow. In the process, a short gun of the black-haired soldier suddenly exploded into countless sparks.
"He won't last long!" Ada yelled through gritted teeth.
"I can't die here!" This is Ramon.
"Take His Highness and rush out!" Huaiya said sweating.
"No, there are too many magic guns," Putilai said with difficulty, "We can't escape!"
When everyone was in confusion, no one noticed that the second prince of the stars was in a strange state.
The moment the silver light burst out from the motionless bow, Thales felt the electric shock feeling again.
And it was even more serious than what happened on Alaka's back just now, as if the silver-black metal bow with silver light was repelling every corner of his body.
Thales was lying on the snow, his face twisted and trembling.
No.
The legendary anti-demon armed force...are they really so repulsive to me?
The silver light suddenly weakened.
Araka's right hand began to catch fire.
In the endless scorching heat, the Kingdom's wrath still gritted its teeth and endured.
A few strands of red light leaked in and illuminated Thales' body.
At that moment, Thales trembled suddenly, and his clothes began to smoke.
He only felt that the cells in his body suddenly heated up.
So hot.
It was like it was on fire from the inside out.
That familiar wave surged through the body, and time seemed to slow down again.
In the field of vision given by the fluctuations, the red light and the silver light are like two pairs of enemies strangling each other, melting into each other, but where the lights intersect, the silver light clearly has the upper hand, but the number of red lights is greater.
But at the same time, Thales only felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter.
No.
So hot.
Thales closed his eyes in despair, opened his mouth wide and howled, feeling the temperature that almost burned him.
He stretched out his hand and screamed.
So hot!
Then, his heart skipped a beat.
"Boom!"
An unprecedented feeling came over me.
At that moment, Thales only felt that his vision penetrated the distance, and he saw the starting point of the red light - the magic guns held in the hands of the soldiers.
At the back of those magic guns, there is a core that glows yellow and is constantly rotating.
That is the essence of the magic gun - Thales has such a feeling.
but……
These damn red lights...are going to disappear soon.
So hot!
At least……
Stay away from me.
So hot!
Just as he was thinking this, the next moment, in the field of vision given by the mysterious fluctuations, the whole world in front of Thales seemed to shake violently!
In his field of vision that no one else could see, the crimson light of the magic gun suddenly spread out as if consciously, turned around in the air, avoided the people in the stars, and shot behind them.
"Shua-shua-"
A few hundred meters behind the stars, the snow on the ground evaporated instantly!
The next second, the red light emitted by the magic gun disappeared in everyone's eyes.
Alaka knelt on the ground with a plop, but he still raised his flaming right hand fiercely, slapping out the flames on his head and hands several times.
Everyone in Xingchen seemed to be relieved and fell to the ground one after another.
In the scorching air, many soldiers had turned into charred corpses or been burned alive.
"The round of firing is over. It seems that their aim was not accurate..." Alaka gritted his teeth and got up and said, "But if they used the Siegel Seven..."
At this moment, a shrill trumpet sound resounded through the sky!
"beep--"
Araka frowned.
Putilai and the other veterans trembled!
"We survived!" Putilai, who was surviving the disaster, trembled his lips and closed his eyes tightly.
"This is...this is Exeter's retreat bugle!"
The rapid sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.
A knight wearing a gray helmet galloped forward.
"Enough! The Wrath of the Kingdom!" the Gray Helmet Knight shouted from afar: "Enough fighting and death!"
Alaka raised his head and laughed mockingly: "Tulha! Fire Knight!"
"Come on!" He raised his almost blackened right hand and the almost brand-new immovable bow on it, and said through gritted teeth: "Step over my corpse and come get it!"
"Come and get the Immovable Bow that I snatched from you twelve years ago!"
"The battle between us is over!" Lord Tuleha with a heavy face said dissatisfiedly on his mount: "One of the ten co-rulers of Exeter, the distinguished Grand Duke of the Black Sand Territory, Charmaine Lombard
My lord, please invite the second prince of the Kingdom of Stars, His Highness Thales Bright Star, to come and have a meeting!"
Alaka was stunned: "Are you kidding me?"
At this moment, Putilai screamed: "Your Highness!"
Thales had no idea what happened next.
He only has one feeling now.
pain.
The pain is numb.
It hurts like numbness!
This is the sequelae of the previous "out of control" incident, and now it's happening again.
Severe pain burst out from all over his body.
More serious than last time!
It seemed as if every molecule was splitting and collapsing, and then transmitting this pain to every nerve.
"what happened to him?"
Thales tried his best to open his eyes and looked at a gray-helmeted knight in the distance and Alaka, who looked wary in front of him.
"Maybe it's due to lack of strength, after all, it's such a long journey..." This was Putilai's anxious voice.
"Oh my god, His Highness is bleeding... No, no, his breathing is weakening!" This is the panicked Huaiya.
"Where's the doctor? Get him here!"
The last scene that Thales saw before losing consciousness was Rolf running towards him anxiously, and Ramon being dragged by Ada.
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Those two voices again... Thales thought drowsily: It's like a dream.
Maybe you will forget it when you wake up?
"Oh, it's it again? How long has it been? How many minutes has it been? Forget it, can it finally stay this time?"
"Well, although the buoyancy of the soul is still strong, I can feel that its body is almost collapsed... wait! Someone above is stimulating the potential in its body and repairing its life... and its own vitality seems to be very strong
, too exuberant.”
"No, when was the last time you met such a tough guy? Thousands, hundreds or decades ago, I can't remember clearly. It seemed like that arrogant knight and mage? Hey, what does mother think?"
"...Mother is still unwilling to accept it."
"I can only say that having strong vitality is a good thing... Even my mother is willing to give in..."
"It's useless to think too much, mother has her own plans."
"Speaking of vitality, do you remember the Lord of the Abyss? He even had three hearts destroyed by that disaster... Tsk, tsk, that scream, even the lowest level of us could hear it clearly. Originally, my mother
I was about to take him in, but he actually struggled to crawl back..."
"Silence! Prepare to open the reverse flow gate...it's going to go back up."
"Hey, I hope it won't go back up again when it comes down next time..."
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In a dark forest of unknown address.
A weak girl stood up slowly from under the tree.
"I thought Heilan would be the first to come." Giza Trilman, the blood magician, smiled and said softly without looking back: "After all, I made such a big fuss."
"After so many years, it seems that she has become lazy."
As soon as she finished speaking, a man slowly stepped out of the bushes behind her.
"Do you know who I am?" Gisa smiled pleasantly and smoothed her hair:
The man said nothing.
"If you knew, why would you dare to follow me all the way?"