A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

Chapter 100 45. The advantage is mine

Miss Field went back to the police station and put on her special long black coat, which was so heavy that she had not planned to wear it that day.

This is a precious permanent witchcraft prop. Metal threads with "bodyguard" characteristics are sewn into the fabric of the coat, which can absorb kinetic energy to a certain extent and weaken the power of witchcraft.

There were pockets sewn into the lining of the coat that could hold extra bullets.

Field holstered his two pistols and slung his Winchester and Springfield rifles.

If the explosion just now was done by Metalia's people, it means that they must have other actions.

At this time, being alone will be the most dangerous thing... Damn, Reese doesn't know where he is now. Two newbies, Levi and Martha, are patrolling outside. They can't be found in a short time...

Field's face was solemn. Metallia's disadvantage was only that compared to the Robbins family, the 004 group was not the main force of BOI and did not have the ability to deal with this kind of thing alone.

We can only hope that Robbins and the others will move quickly... But even if they move faster, it doesn't mean that Levi and the others will not be in danger.

Field planned to find the team leader first, and then others. At least the team leader's location was clear, the Central Police Station.

But just as she stepped out of the North Beach Police Station, a scene suddenly broke into Field's eyes, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

It was a short man, with his arms outstretched and his head raised high, as if he was bathing in something.

However, his body was being soaked in fresh red blood, and there was a pool of minced meat at his feet, exuding the smell of blood, as if it were the scene of some kind of cult.

The poor guy who was crushed was one of the wizards responsible for guarding the Robbins family around the North Beach Police Department.

Field raised his shotgun without hesitation.

"Surrender," she said.

But the little man just turned his head sideways, with a strange sick smile on his face.

Winchester fired instantly, and the shotgun formed a dense storm of bullets and hit the short man, whose body was immediately riddled with bullets. Field continued to fire, and three No. 12 shotgun blasts turned him into a tattered rag. The latter fell weakly to the ground, like a broken doll.

But Field frowned and did not move forward.

Although he looked completely dead,... his body, although broken, was strangely intact, yes, intact. According to Field's experience, the average person would lose at least one arm if hit by such an attack.

The silence lasted for a while, and then Field saw his fingers twitch, and the life force seemed to return to his body.

It was vines. The vines were stuck in his body, some were thick and some were thin, like messy telephone wires, replacing his blood vessels. Field then discovered that his body had actually been torn apart, only stubbornly connected together by those tough rough vines, which were now struggling to pull his severed limbs together.

More and smaller vines broke through the flesh and stuck out, like rough needlework, sewing his flesh together.

"Just like Frankenstein." Field thought with a frown, and took another shot.

But the effect was not obvious. The bullets broke several vines, but they soon grew more for replenishment.

Field had heard Levi say that this kind of ability had a similar performance in Pablo. This seemed to be Buster Metalia's "gift", but the "gift" of the man in front of him was obviously more powerful. The vines on his body are stronger than Pablo's, and they don't have the same weaknesses as the bracelet.

Field moved the gun up and pointed it at his head to see if a headshot would have any effect.

But the wizard on the ground who was pretending to be dead suddenly said: "No, that's still not allowed."

"Haha, I thought you would just pretend to be a spoiled rag doll." Field ignored it and pulled the trigger.

Countless vines immediately surged out, surrounding his head like a shield. The bullets blew up the vines in all directions, but failed to damage his brain.

"It's... a magical power, right?" The wizard slowly stood up from the ground.

"What a disgusting power." Field said, "You have completely abandoned your human identity."

"I am not a human being." The wizard smiled and fiddled with the vines on his body and said, "I am a soldier loyal to Lord Metalia."

"And this is the power I have been given."

"Hahaha... I am different from Yorn, Pablo and those trash. I, Jackson C. Metalia, have truly adapted to your seed and am the true chosen one of our generation." His face turned. Come here, smile stretched to the corner of your mouth.

"You can still keep calm after seeing my appearance. Are you a C-level person? Hahaha... What a coincidence. As long as I kill you again, I can become a 2C person." "It's a pity that I can't improve my rating if I kill you. "Field stared at him without fear. He seemed to be a tuner, and Field knew the tuner's ability clearly.

The advantage is mine.

……

The sound of the music gradually became clearer from far to near. It seemed to be a piece of energetic jazz music.

It starts with the sounds of piano and saxophone, with the occasional drum set playing in the waves.

Gradually, the dance music entered the pleasant verse part, the saxophone played several layers of intertwined music, the sound of the drum set also emerged, and the piano gradually turned into beating notes from time to time.

People on the street were doing a wonderfully unified dance, like they were in some kind of weird Guinness World Record attempt.

Martha and Levi, the only two who were not in the right state, reluctantly followed the rhythm, their eyes drifting to look for the culprit.

At this time, the fire that was still far away had turned into a red background that stretched half of the sky, like the scene of the Super Bowl in the United States.

Following the beat of the music, the two of them saw four men in loose suits gradually emerging from the uniform crowd. They were like the lead dancers of this national band, leading the people indulged in the dance in one direction. move.

Levi was puzzled... What are these wizards, probably from the Metalia family, holding so many civilians hostage to do?

Commoners are of little value to wizards. What wizards care about is improving their ratings and not being hunted by other wizards. In the eyes of wizards, civilians are like Muggles in Harry Potter. Mortals in the world of immortality are a tool that can be cooperated and used for production, but they can only be eaten directly without nutrition.

Therefore, generally speaking, wizards would not be so bored as to attack innocent passers-by during a fight.

"So..." Levi thought, "The reason why they caused the explosion is also very strange. Metalia is not a terrorist. What good does such a big explosion do to them... Could they be attracting the police?" line of sight to conceal the true intention?”

"What do they want to do? Hunt a wave of wizards to temporarily increase their combat power? Or cover the escape of Metalia's core characters?"

Levi was thinking, but there was too little known information to draw any valid conclusions.

However, it is almost certain that the civilians in front of them will become their tools to cause chaos. I wonder if they will kill these civilians... No, even if they don't do it directly, it is easy for a group of puppets to be manipulated to walk on the street. have an accident.

Li Wei gritted his teeth, he could not ignore death.

However, there were four people on the other side, and he was not sure that he could knock them down instantly, and if a scuffle broke out, it would be very easy to hurt innocent people.

How far can I go...what can I do...

Levi looked at Martha and winked at her, hoping she could give her advice.

But Martha, who was dancing, blinked and didn't understand what Levi meant.

Tsk, if only Field or the team leader was following me... Levi reluctantly withdrew his gaze and began to think of a solution on his own.

They rely on music to control the citizens. The scepter may be useful... No, where did this music come from?

Levi didn't see anything that could make a sound. In fact, the sound he heard didn't have an accurate source at all. It seemed to appear out of thin air above everyone's heads.

Hiss... maybe this is not a sound wave, but just some kind of collective hallucination? In that case, the scepter will be useless...

Levi thought awkwardly and wanted to try other skill combinations, such as a scepter plus calming water?

No, there are only two opportunities to use metamorphosis every day, so he has to be more cautious... By the way, this hardbop jazz is still not exciting enough...

Levi was thinking wildly, and he always had strange ideas in emergencies.

Like, it would be nice to make the drum kit a little more dynamic, like...

"Boom!"

Suddenly, as if on cue, a sudden drumbeat sounded in the otherwise harmonious jazz music.

(End of this chapter)