Above The Sky

Can the bullets of ordinary firearms be compared with the water bullets of clam, which can easily penetrate reefs and smash crystals of steel and stone trees half a meter thick?

The bullets that flew like raindrops fell into the mud shield, and were immediately distorted by a huge force of rotation and vibration. Although the temporarily manufactured mud shield was quickly consumed and disintegrated by a large number of bullets, this also Buying time for Ian to move.

"emission!"

Until now, Ian has not closed the vision of vision.

"Don't worry about each other, shoot!"

Even, because of the excellent physique and material science craftsmanship of the Terra people, they can be made thicker, with a full weight of two or three hundred pounds of 'alloy heavy armor', which can easily block ordinary bullet warheads, only the blessing The special firearms of the alchemy charging module can pry open these real iron cans with the thickness of the armor in centimeters.

But when they finally locked Ian, they saw Ian throw the sword out of his hand, the sharp sword light pierced through one, and the corpse smashed the other.

Blood splashed, but there was no wailing or screaming.

But as the crystallization of the current real "highest technology", the existence of sublimators, even at the first energy level, is still more powerful than these firearms that are not too beyond imagination.

The leader was the blond-haired green-eyed youth with an inconceivable look on his face, even a little dazed.

not to mention……

In other words, ordinary firearms can't even break the Elemental Sand Armor on the outer layer of Ian's skin, making it difficult for him to break the skin.

"Above! He's in the canopy!"

In Ian's brain, the muzzles of all the guns aimed at him extended in straight lines, and there were also possible spreads. More than a dozen guns form a net, and each net wire will expand, which is theoretically the stray bullet error caused by the vibration of the muzzle.

Long before swinging his sword, Ian had already recited the vocabulary, and the water and mud flowing in the foggy forest rose into the air, turning into a muddy mud shield behind him, constantly shaking and spinning.

What's more, the speed of Ian's sword swing, with the strength of your own body, is so fast that you can only see the light of the sword diffused in a circle.

The bullets staggered behind him, and the screeching sound was still chasing the bullet itself, but Ian had raised his sword and chopped it down.

The alchemy firearm missed this point, and all the natives fell into despair...because Ian took a breath and drew his sword again from the fallen native corpse to start a new round of killing.

He raised his head and looked at the woods on the other side: "Is it done? You can come out. I know you want to help me, but you don't need to."

This power pulled the boy's body that was stiff for a while, dodging the alchemy bullet that flew out - and the bullet flew far away and hit a hugging tree, causing the sawdust to splash and the hole to open wide.

Alchemy and inscription experiments are enough to spend money. Although he has money, good steel needs to be spent on the blade.

He said calmly, instilling the essentia, and then the water flow began to move rapidly, the cylindrical gun body was pressurized, and then a straight stream of water was shot, as strong as a flying arrow.

Before the hunter pulled the trigger, Ian had already read the words, and the water in the high-pressure water cannon at his waist followed the wave chant's orders and moved directly to the left.

It is the dominant area of ​​the 'indigenous', not the dominant area of ​​the 'Gunman'.

The moment the natives raised their guns at him, the young man had already stepped forward, and his speed could reach fifty meters per second.

Although throwing the sword made him stiff, the sublime didn't need to follow the behavior of ordinary people.

Ian took out the high-pressure water gun from his waist.

In just a few breaths, Ian had already killed all the remaining natives who dared to fight back with guns.

Of course not.

And Ian's chance.

Those natives who aimed at him at a distance of tens of meters thought that they were safe, but in fact, for the sublime, they were close at hand!

- What's more, who said that sublimators can't use guns?

puff!

Ian stared at the fine iron long sword that was severely worn out and the blade was slightly bent. He shook his head slightly, then straightened it and retracted the scabbard: "Change it and leave it to Elan to do sword-swing training, save it if you can. Province."

Even, because of Hilliard's training back then, the teenager felt that with his eyes closed, he could escape by relying on pure Origin Quality perception.

But the young man did not intend to deal with these natives this time, so he used his 'hole card'.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Some keen hunters sensed Ian's movements, but it was too late - Ian, wielding a blade, swooped down from the branches of the jungle, like a gust of wind with countless blades, blowing which way, which way. One side will be torn apart.

So he just dodged.

Amidst the torn wreckage and blood, the boy raised his sword.

Ordinary humans are naturally unable to dodge bullets - their dynamic vision can't see the bullet, let alone control the body to dodge.

The sword light was like an afterimage, and the blood splashed like raindrops.

Before they know it, their heads and bodies are separated from their bodies below.

And the native hunters who have fled far away...

These natives who are skilled in using firearms are obviously the elite of the elite. If it is a head-to-head battle in an uncovered plain area, or a long-distance ambush when Ian is not paying attention, it will definitely pose a threat to him... But here is forest.

This is an alchemy bullet that can penetrate five centimeters of super-heavy armor. Even some of the weak points of the armor can be blasted at close range. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary first-level sublimators to block such small shells.

Times have indeed changed, but not completely - the existence of Ascenders and the skills of the pre-Era Terra have indeed brought the offense and defense of firearms and armor into an unimaginable area of ​​earth's craftsmanship and needs.

And following Ian's eyes, you can see that several figures are walking out of the shadows in the forest.

And this network is full of mistakes.

The indigenous team fired with all their might, without caring about their leader, and began to shoot continuously.

When a wave of blood splashed on the faces of the other surrounding natives, it took a while for them to realize that their target had broken into them.

"Pressurize, launch."

Terra's current ordinary gunpowder weapons, the muzzle velocity is three times the speed of sound, and the kinetic energy is 4,000 joules. The legacy of the pre-epoch technology of the era is really useless.

More than a dozen guns were fired in unison.

In an instant, just as Ian's sword pierced through the captain's head, and the enormous force completely shattered his head, dozens of bullets were already in the air, shooting towards him all over his body.

the reason is simple.

After four years of assistance and training, some of the indigenous elites quickly achieved firearm combat capabilities, but they still followed the teachings of their ancestors, which led to conflicts.

"The sword is broken. My skills are not good enough. I can't cut people like a slaughter, killing people without losing the sword."

However, not to mention that Ian has a silver chip to enhance his all-round perception and provide an unbelievable speed of neural signal transmission... With the basic qualities of a first-level sublimator alone, it is not difficult to avoid the fire suppression of a few guns.

The third ignited the alchemy fire gun. Immediately, as the crystallized sand gunpowder ignited, the ultra-high-speed bullet entwined with lightning shredded the air like real lightning, and shot straight at the boy's heart.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ian's figure disappeared from the eyes of these natives again.

But how could this possibly hurt a Wavesinger who had been honing his craft for four years?

The leader immediately issued an order to prevent their elite team from being worried about their teammates and causing Ian to destroy one by one, but the end of his order was to be targeted by Ian, and the white phantom rushed towards him with a speed faster than that of a sharp-clawed tiger.

All the indigenous teams that came were wiped out... there might be scouts watching from afar, but that's a small matter.

Several of the natives in the back never fired and hid by the side. The firearms in their hands were far larger and heavier than ordinary gunpowder firearms.

"left."

The colorless water flow runs through the human body, and when it breaks out of the body again, it turns red.

But Ian couldn't stop it. It's just that he doesn't need to stop.

Just an arc-like sword light swept across, and the heads, shoulders, and waist of the three natives were cut off by a slanting cold light.

This unusual sense of distance is one of the reasons why it is difficult for ordinary people to fight against sublimators.

Bang bang bang! !

Swords are more suitable for stabbing, slaying with extremely aggressive penetrating power, only knives slash... But for ordinary people without armor, even natives with tough skin like tree bark will only Easily cleaved by steel creations.