Magic Industrial Age

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A moment later, Loye drew his rapier, turned around, took a few steps, and casually flicked it.

His flick seemed simple, but in reality, it used the force technique of 'Void Slash'.

The blade vibrated, trembled rapidly, and with a buzzing sound, even created white air rings that continued to spread.

As for the blood on the sword, it was directly flung off, shooting out as if subjected to great force.

Loye then returned the Silver Angel rapier to its sheath, walking lightly into the distance.

Behind him, Meli Aaron had already fallen to the ground, leaning against a tree, struggling to survive.

He saw this scene, his eyes filled with shock, but also relief, the corners of his mouth rising in a smile again, with some sarcasm, and some nonchalance.

He fumbled around his body for a long time, finally took out a metal box, opened it, and took out a cigar.

Using the flames of the Flame Greatsword to light it, he took a few heavy puffs mixed with blood.

White smoke emerged from his mouth and nose, Meli slowly raised his head, looking at the sky, his eyes becoming more and more distant.

Finally, the cigar burned out, and Meli Aaron also lowered his head, his Flame Greatsword tilted.

Thus, the flames ignited the corpse, and even ignited the big tree behind it, eventually turning into a blazing torch.

Loye did not turn back, but couldn't help but stop for a moment, then stepped away again.

He first found a high place, climbed up a tree and looked around, and found Olivera's location.

It wasn't because of his good eyesight, it was purely because the battle between the transcendent powerhouse and the demon was too destructive, impossible to miss.

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At the same time, in the center of the dense forest.

Olivera descended from the sky, the fighting spirit around his body blooming unreservedly, echoing the frequency of his heartbeat, turning into layers of ripples spreading out.

The feeling was like a boulder smashing into the water, creating huge waves.

The Fiend Flames of the Fire Fiend were suppressed by this rich fighting spirit, diffused, and could no longer cause much damage.

All the Fire Fiend could do was to swing the flame whip in his hand as much as possible, blasting out flames all over the sky, like a shield to cover, as much as possible to block Olivera's offensive.

But everything was in vain!

Olivera's rapier slashed horizontally, one sword, ten crescent-shaped fighting spirit slashes opened the way, until he fell from the air, his sword cut through the Fire Fiend's neck.

Until he landed, rolled, and stabilized his body a few meters away, slowly standing up, the Fire Fiend's head fell from his neck.

The demon's flames, even the soil could be burned, only the pair of scarlet demon eyes, blinked a few times, and finally reflected in the pupils was all disbelief.

However, the demon mage at this moment did not have much panic, he was even a little happy.

Because, if the Fire Fiend won, he would have to pay the price of summoning the demon again.

The flesh and blood all over his body were almost melted away, if he had to pay the price again, it was possible that he would have to mutilate his limbs.

Now this situation was just right, the Fire Fiend died, Olivera fought a big battle, the fighting spirit consumed seventy-seven-eighty-eight, it was time for him to harvest.

So, he walked out of the forest, the black magic book was held in his arms, the blasphemous spell was chanted, the skull-like head was raised, and the green flames in a pair of eyes became more and more blazing.

However, before he could take a few steps, the expression on his face was only astonishment.

Because, what greeted him was a dark gun muzzle, and a gun body that was activated by magic and lit up with fluorescence.

And the hand holding the gun, slender, powerful, and with distinct knuckles.

It belonged to Olivera!

"You, how can you use a gun?"

Olivera smiled sarcastically, rarely speaking so much: "Who said that a Tier 3 transcendent combat professional can't meditate to get started and use magic energy firearms?"

Bang bang bang!

The sound of gunfire was endless, and Olivera pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The demon mage also showed his ability, his blasphemous spell was chanted faster and faster, and the decayed demon magic power constructed a defensive spell in front of him.

That spell was similar to a 'deflection field', a faint black barrier would deflect and bounce away the bullets shot at it.

To say the effect, naturally there was, but the demon mage was a standard mage, his body was weak, and he could only stand there to resist.

And Olivera began to step forward, the speed was not fast, but the bullets never stopped.

Until the magazine was empty, he first split out a fighting spirit slash to control the demon mage in place, and then quickly replaced, loaded, and continued to activate.

After firing three magazines in a row, more than twenty bullets, Olivera had stood in front of the demon mage.

This distance was equal to opening fire point-blank!

The demon mage still wanted to say something, but Olivera just put the muzzle against the deflection field, the first shot shattered the force field!

The second shot, the skull head exploded directly!

The 'deflection field' was actually not bad in effect, but without distance, it naturally could not be deflected.

But Olivera still didn't stop, and then a few shots opened five or six blood holes in the demon mage's body.

After ensuring that he was completely dead, Olivera skillfully changed the bullet, turned around, and inserted the magic energy pistol in the back waist.

Covered by clothing, no one could see it, just like he was still a powerful transcendent combat professional.

At this time, he even said: "The times, have changed!"

Hand of the archenemy, Tier 3 demon mage, perished!

When Loye arrived, what he saw was this scene, he seemed to have received a huge shock, standing there blankly.

Olivera turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Olivera teacher, you, you, you are still a magic gunslinger?"

Olivera nodded slowly, and then shook his head: "Yes, and no!"

Loye thought for a while, and then understood: "You mean, you have not received formal magic gunslinger training, and you don't have any exclusive skills.

But, you have magic power, and you can activate magic energy firearms?"

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"Yes!"

Any systematic profession has a lot of knowledge to learn, practice and study.

Olivera obviously thought that his attainments in magic gunslinger were not enough, but he did have magic power, and he crossed the lowest threshold for using magic energy firearms.

But having this is enough!

Loye asked again: "I haven't heard that you know this before?"

"My magic power is not very authentic, it is not obtained through meditation, and there is not much room for improvement."

Saying this, Olivera didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, but asked: "Do you have any gains on your side?"

Loye nodded slightly and said: "It has been determined, the swordsman is followed by the Silver Fox Chamber of Commerce, and the Silver Fox Chamber of Commerce is controlled by Meli Aaron.

And behind Meli Aaron is obviously Lord Dorji Petrovich, and only this military-born Lord Executive Officer can communicate with the navy and send out military-born magic gunslingers."

"Looking at it this way, the mastermind behind that group of pirates is most likely Baron Marquis."

"The only thing I can't figure out now is why the pirates driven by Baron Marquis wanted to scare me instead of kill me?

And the swordsman sent by His Excellency the Executive Officer wanted my life?"

"This matter is really a bit difficult to understand!"

Olivera said: "Why don't you ask them?"

Loye really thought about it for a long time, but shook his head again and said: "Forget it, forget it, let's just stop here!"

"Although I like to take revenge on the spot, this matter involves too much, and the water behind it is too deep.

Baron Marquis and Executive Officer Dorji, neither of these two can be matched by me."

"People, always have to learn to be smooth and sophisticated!"

Olivera looked at Loye and couldn't help but ask: "It's over now, what about later?"

Loye took it for granted: "When I have the strength, I will naturally find this place back!"

Olivera curled his lips, didn't say much, but raised his head and said softly: "It's getting dark!"

Loye also looked up and echoed: "Yes, it's getting dark!

I just don't know, whether that beast tamer Jis and the Habbs Navy, have a style of life and death?"

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At the same time, on the sea.

Jis was lying on a Basilisk, riding the waves, fleeing into the distance.

At this time, he and his Basilisk looked very embarrassed, the Basilisk was covered with scars, and he was also clutching his shoulder.

The skin and flesh there were rolled up, and blood was dripping, obviously he was badly injured.

What's worse, behind them, three naval warships were chasing at full speed.

One of them was broken and dilapidated, not to mention, the speed was getting slower and slower, obviously it couldn't keep up.

But the other two were intact, all the sails were fully lowered, and the mage was blowing a strong wind, blowing the sails full, and the speed was fully open.

The main guns at the bow were also running at full speed, accompanied by roaring sounds, blasting out朵朵 water splashes.

It was because the Basilisk was too fast in the water, and flexible enough, and could dive deep into the water, otherwise it would have been blown to death long ago.

But even so, the navy was determined not to give up until they reached their goal.

Today's first update!