Sky Dragon Rider

As a dragon knight standard weapon, the ground battle is not suitable for the Dragon Slaying Sword. Although it is powerful, it consumes a lot of fighting spirit and physical strength. .

Seeing that the fighting spirit on his opponent was uncontrollably weakening little by little, the Portlander was still in full swing and looked at Lin Mo with a sneer.

"Hey, what's the matter? Is the fighting spirit starting to decline? The gap between status and status is not comparable to that of ordinary first and second ranks!"

From the moment he drank the explosive potion "God of War's Blood", Ma Nan had already realized that he must die. At the cost of all his life potential, he exchanged for a moment of bright youth, pushing his strength to an unimaginable position in the past Tier [-], such a powerful sword god expert.

As for whether it will be wiped out in a quarter of an hour, it is completely out of his consideration. The last time in his life is enough to treat his opponent as a backing and drag him into hell together.

This is his mission and the greatest meaning of life!

"Don't be too happy, look at your feet."

The dragon-slaying sword leaned on the ground in the most labor-saving way, and Lin Mo kindly reminded the other party.

What?Ma Nan lowered his head, and found three strange things as big as fists suddenly appeared under his feet. He suddenly remembered that it seemed that in the No. 19 duel, the Islamic warrior succeeded in turning the tables. .

Is it something called "soap"? !There are actually three! ?

not good!

Manan's pupils dilated instantly, and with a roar, his whole body exploded with lightning.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, three consecutive explosions, almost in no particular order, and hundreds of tortoise shell-shaped explosions instantly swallowed his position.

Lin Mo quickly switched weapons without the slightest hesitation. The dragon-slaying sword was guided back to the talent space of the silver dragon egg by the spiritual thread, and he copied the Type 95 automatic rifle on the back hanger in his hand with his backhand. , replaced with a magazine filled with special alchemy bullets.

Pulling the bolt to finish loading, aiming for a while, the muzzle of the gun spewed out flames fiercely, and a string of special bullets shot out fiercely.

The gunpowder smoke from the grenade explosion may interfere with other people's sight, but it is difficult to avoid the reconnaissance imaging module of "Dragon General". Throwing a net, but unexpectedly only ushered in a series of hot bullets.

Boom...  

Firelight, electric light, light blue wind blades like a swarm of bees, and the light of various elemental energies are intertwined together, like a fireworks festival on the ground.

God knows what kind of combination is in this magazine, there is no rule at all, it seems to be killing the old master with random punches.

"Dragon God, Mo Lin's alchemy weapon is really powerful! It's so fierce!"

Seeing the special flashes of various elemental energy explosions in the gunpowder cloud, the captain of the royal guard, Giles, was dumbfounded.

I had just seen Serris use a 92-type combat pistol to decisively blow out the dog's brains of the Tesi people, but I didn't expect that the slender and strange alchemy weapon that had been hanging behind Lin Mo's back was so fierce and could fire in bursts.

He also realized at the same time that the Portland swordsman's idea of ​​stealing chickens would not be enough to turn back the rice. Lin Mo, who was not fooled at all, actually used alchemy weapons to launch weird continuous attacks without hesitation.

With such an alchemy weapon in hand, and a space-type storage alchemy device with an unknown capacity, it is still unknown how many trump cards Mo Lin has hidden in him, but it makes Giles feel more at ease.

"Huh? What kind of weapon is this?"

His Majesty Cyril, the Emperor of the Islamic Empire, who was watching the battle in the royal box, couldn't help asking curiously.

Floating in front of him is a wall of light mirror that is almost the size of a wall, and it is transmitting the pictures in the duel field barrier without omission. The clarity of the picture quality even far exceeds any video display on the earth. Equipment (the resolution limit of the human naked eye is only 6000 pixels × 4000 pixels).

"Your Majesty, it's an alchemy weapon called 'gun'. It fires tiny steel cones at an extremely fast speed as an attacker's shot. It's power is a bit like a magic arrow."

The head of the inner palace, Fan Si, hurriedly bowed and reported the information he had learned and his guesses on the spot to the emperor.

The weapons used by Lin Mo and the Li family sisters are not a secret among the senior leaders of the Islamic Empire. They even had some eye-catching performances in the war against the invasion of the Portlanders in the Eastern Military Region.

It's just that the attack power of this weapon is limited. Once it hits a powerful person, its lethality will plummet, so it has not been valued by the empire.

"It looks very powerful. Can we mass-produce this weapon? It seems to reduce the training time of soldiers."

His Majesty Cyril was very keenly aware of the military value of firearms, so he raised his chin and asked his chief of the inner palace.

Director Fan Si hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "This! Sorry, Your Majesty, I'm afraid the cost will be scary. On the one hand, a large number of alchemists are needed. On the other hand, the power of 'guns' is not much stronger than magic arrows. "

The intelligence department of the empire has known for a long time that there are several Anstruther Empire alchemists living in the mansion at No. 78, Nuoxiang Street, Delan City, and there is even a famous alchemist among them, so there is no need to send someone to investigate , it can be figured out that these new firearms and bullets with magic arrow effects have a lot to do with these alchemists.

This can be easily deduced from the actions of these alchemists who have never appeared before the arrival of these alchemists and Lin Mo's search for a position as an alchemist in Delan City.

This means that regardless of the production and consumption of firearms, a considerable number of alchemists are needed to maintain them, and perhaps some pharmacists are also needed.

It can be inferred from the bullet casings bouncing all over the ground that when the mechanism is hooked, gold coins are thrown out.

In addition to the speed of fire, at least the power and range of the magic arrow will not be inferior to the firearm in Lin Mo's hand. If it is replaced by a magician, I am afraid that this alchemy weapon can be easily suppressed.

If these firearms are used on a large scale in war, I am afraid that it will be a great test for the supply and transportation capabilities. It is more convenient than the archer with the magic arrow.

"That's it! It's worthy of being an alchemy tool!"

Alchemist is a high-end profession, and alchemy equipment is synonymous with expensive, His Majesty Cyril certainly knows that he is wishful thinking.

He and Fan Si did not infer wrongly. It is not enough to just see the convenience and killing efficiency of firearms. The industrial and chemical industries involved behind it will pose unprecedented challenges to any country in this world.

Even on Earth, many countries do not even have the industrial strength to establish a bullet production line by themselves, and with the output of four or five rounds per second of each small-caliber high-speed automatic bullet production line, combined with the rate of fire of firearms compared to.

If the army is armed regardless of the cost, it will be a disaster. Please note that it is not for the enemy, but for your own people. Insufficient ammunition supply will turn every firearm into an unusually hindering firestick.

Master magicians and archers in this world will tell those gunmen what is the real king of long-distance.

"Damn, how did you see me."

A flash of lightning flashed out from the cloud of gunpowder smoke, just at the moment when the magazine of the Type 95 automatic assault rifle was emptied.

In the slightly dispersed smoke, the figure of Portland swordsman Ma Nan appeared, and he was in a panic all over.

Apparently, his strategy of luring the enemy into a deep place didn't work. The opponent didn't rush in carelessly. Instead, he used this distance to use a strange weapon, almost knocking out his dog's brains.

If it weren't for the second-rank battle qiyan being continuously stimulated by the explosive potion "God of War Blood", and kept at its peak state for him to squander, it might be difficult to withstand the opponent's weird attack.

Fire-type, water-type, wind-type, dark-type and other elemental attacks still made him flustered, and the long sword in his hand swung airtightly, blocking the intensive attacks.

A magazine full of 30 bullets can only maintain continuous firepower for less than 20 seconds. In a hurry, Lin Mo had no time to refill the empty magazine, so he could only shoot two magazines pre-filled with alchemy bullets in succession. Afterwards, he retreated again using the explosion shock waves from the two grenades.

"Hey, what's the matter? Is the fighting spirit starting to decline? The medicine can't be stopped! Portlanders!"

"Dragon General" compared Ma Nan's thunder-type battle qi and flames to a slightly weaker level than before, and Lin Mo returned the other party's words back intact.

After all, there is still some gap between the strength that has been forcibly raised by taking the potion and using all the potential of life, and the sword god who has been steadily promoted step by step. This is one of the reasons why Lin Mo can persist until now.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

The sarcasm in the other party's tone made Ma Nan jump into a rage, and the sound of the sword groaning as he swung the big sword in his hand suddenly became full of ferocious killing intent like a golden spear and an iron horse.

Lin Mo's words were like poking open a hornet's nest, provoking an unimaginably violent attack. Amidst the crackling and howling that tore through the air, sword qi were fierce like waterfalls and long rivers, trying to swallow him completely , leaving no dead ends at all.

This crazy behavior even accelerated the burning of Manan's last remaining vitality, and the fighting spirit gradually weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A faint film of light appeared in front of Lin Mo, but the second-order light magic shield released after the complete chanting of the mantra did not last long, and it was disillusioned. It turned into countless light spots and collapsed in the air in a blink of an eye middle.

The lightning-type sword energy flickering in purple light filled his entire field of vision, and it was even more dangerous than before.

A sudden sense of stagnation came from behind him, and Lin Mo's heart sank immediately. It was the barrier of the duel field.

Is there no way out? ! (To be continued.)