It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

Victoria changed back into the dirty gray robe, and she was holding a brand new but rough multi-barreled rifle in her arms.

This thing was manufactured in a hurry last night, and the steel processing plant in Enoch City was still able to operate. Victoria asked the members of the wizard group to make a new one based on the sample of the weapon she originally used.

However, this thing is not equipped with any advanced alchemy techniques, it is just some basic spells that are randomly carved on the barrel and bullets, and it is not known whether they will work or not.

The only thing that is trustworthy is that it is strong enough and durable enough to be used as a stick when necessary.

This time with the detachable and replaceable magazine, the weight of the multi-barreled repeating rifle reached a staggering 53 pounds.If the recoil is taken into account, probably only Victoria, who is a filthy blood, would use such a bulky thing as an individual gun.

Although Victoria's movements were light, as she jumped onto the horse's back, the corpse horse's body sank slightly.Look at it from this point of view.I'm afraid Victoria has more than one bullet disk hanging under her cloak.

"Don't you plan to find a place to die quietly?"

Duncan asked casually, he would not mind giving Victoria a ride, and the girl's proposal was indeed very attractive.

Victoria did not answer him, but lowered her eyes, waiting for the tall black iron gates in front of her to rise one after another.

After the failed attempt to die that day, Victoria lay on the ruins of bricks and tiles and thought about many things.

In the past ten years, what has she owned, and what has she tried to do?

Victoria grew up in a monastery, learning doctrine and fighting skills from her godfather.She once thought she had a firm belief, but it turned out that the so-called divine revelation was just the bloodthirsty nature of the filthy vampires. She killed for it and never even suppressed her own nature.

So this belief is false, and I am not as pious as I thought.

Victoria had worked hard to destroy the dirty blood, which was a rebellion and hatred for her own destiny.But after all, it was just a borrowed dream, or even just an arrogant and immature joke.

So this kind of hatred is also false. She doesn't have the kind of feelings that are so strong that they can burn her.

The iron gates rose one after another, and faint firelight gradually penetrated in.

For some reason, at this time, she recalled her parents who had only appeared in other people's mouths, the orphans in the convent and her godfather.He recalled the kind-hearted shopkeeper he killed for the first time.

"Those are people who have treated me well, but I don't think I deserve to be treated that way."

Victoria thought.

Father Victor once said, "Treat others as you would like them to treat you."

This made her couldn't help but shake her head in self-mockery. She had to wait until now to understand such a simple truth that she had learned when she was a child.

She thought back to those days in Paris, to the witch employer and Miss Fittilly.Even though she left without saying goodbye, and even shot Fittily's head off after the first meeting, they were still willing to take her in.The latter even took care of Victoria for a long time during her depression.

In him was life, and this life was the light of man.The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

...So she is actually such a happy and stupid person?

Although it was a bit too late, Victoria finally had something she wanted to do out of her own sensibility for the first time. It would indeed be a pity to die casually before that.

At this time, the iron gate was completely raised with a muffled bang.

No long speeches, mobilization words or other encouragement, Duncan himself is a man of few words.

In the past, these were Sophia's work, and he only needed to memorize the contents of the manuscript before leaving.

"Sure enough... I still really want to kill you."

Duncan sighed, this dejected voice could only be heard by Victoria behind him.

"After this incident, you can take action at any time."

Victoria's tone was flat, but the content of her answer was slightly different from the previous conversation.

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"Advance 50 meters toward one o'clock, and you have 15 seconds before the two sets of shots complete the alternation."

Although that direction seemed to be full of aliens, Duncan Coleridge did not hesitate to execute the order in the consciousness connection.

This was the seventh command Duncan heard, and Helena's command was quite precise.Whether it's the high-speed metal blocks or the sun rising from the ground, they just pass by their side, and then precisely clear one area after another.

Sometimes the order was simply to let him move, or to rush through the seemingly dense wall of people, but every time the result made him feel much easier than expected.Even the poorly trained team has not suffered much casualties so far.

"Stay where you are for five seconds, then charge in the direction of positive twelve o'clock. This is the last time. After leaving the fire coverage, it will be up to you."

Helena's voice in the connection of consciousness was without any ripples.

"Of course, if you are still alive afterwards, I still need to direct you to return to Enoch. If possible, please don't increase my workload."

increase workload……?

What a vicious-mouthed woman.

Duncan couldn't help grinning. He pulled the reins to stop the corpse horse's momentum, and then swung his sword to chop open the heads of the two alienated people.

"One, two..."

The howling wind came from a high place, and then landed a little far away from them. Light and heat instantly enveloped the surrounding battlefield, sweeping away the dense alienated monsters in front of them.If their mounts were not puppets that had lost their lives, they would have been intimidated by the thunder-like sound and flames.

At this time, the number he silently recited happened to be "five".

"follow me!"

Duncan roared, shaking off the blood stains on the black saber, the iron hooves of the dead horse stepped on the hot ground burning with flames, and jumped over the obviously sunken bullet crater.

Standing in front of them are countless deeply alienated people who have maintained their full combat power. The cavalry with less than a hundred people is like insignificant waves in front of them.If he was still leading Enoch's elite dirty blood knights, he might be able to tear a gap after a few piercings, but it was almost impossible to do this with the existing knights behind him.

Duncan didn't have time to hesitate, the halo of seven layers of magic swept over his body in an instant, and the black kite shield across the man's left arm put the saber on it again and began to gain momentum.

The rich blood was burning under the blade of the sword and the iron hooves of the dead horse. Duncan could swing thirteen swords at most in an instant. If he was facing a single enemy, this kind of attack would form a dense wall in front of him. The impenetrable sword wall is almost impossible to completely avoid.

But this was obviously not enough in the face of the current battle. As Duncan activated his power, a three-meter-long stream of fire rose from the black sword.

Just increasing the weapon's attack range to this extent is already the limit of his strength.

From the point of view of a single pedigree, Duncan Coleridge's pedigree is actually far from reaching the top level.The reason why he can become a member of the nobility is nothing more than his merits and qualifications. Other than that, what helps him is the magic he learned in the wizarding world in his early years, that's all.

His abilities are fairly balanced, but not outstanding enough.In the once glorious King City of Enoch, his speed was not the fastest, and his strength was far from comparable to that of a monster like Alan Zmisi.If the latter is still alive and appears here, he only needs to fill his hand with the sacred battle ax and throw it out to clear a road.

Thinking of this, Duncan swung No.11 sword.

From the initial blow to now, only half a second has passed.

Even the flowing fire can be regarded as the nearly four-meter-long sword cutting nearly a hundred aliens into neat corpses, but his pressure did not ease because of this.

There were so many enemies that the gaps he created were filled almost instantly by those who came after him.

No.12 Sword...!

This was a sweep, and more than thirty enemies were intercepted by the middle.Resistance came from the edge of the sword, and the physical strength of these deeply alienated people was approaching that of the dirty blood knight wearing mithril thin armor.

The bones of his arm creaked silently, and the muscle fibers were broken and torn under such extreme movements, and the characteristics of the filthy blood took effect at this moment.If you can stop here and rest, you may be able to recover in less than ten seconds.

But the enemies that surged up again were about to fill the gap he had created, so Duncan used his strength again.

No.13 sword in one second!

This was the limit of his skill and strength. The muscles that had begun to heal were torn apart by the rapid force, and the strong bones were also covered with cracks.

The thrust, like a blazing fire, completely cleared away the enemies within nearly ten meters in a straight line!

Snap!

The sword that was used roughly broke into seventeen or eight pieces, and metal debris flew around, and the gap in front of him began to slowly close again.

Boom, boom, boom!

At the same time, a metal roar that almost pierced his eardrums roared against his scalp!

hint.

The New Year's Day episode has been updated, a large chapter of [-] words!

In order to avoid affecting the rhythm and perception of the story here, I put it at the end of the fourth volume related to it.You can browse the catalog and go back to have a look~

I wish you all a happy New Year's Day, a new year and a new atmosphere~

There will also be an update in the early morning

Chapter 69 Everyone's Crazy

Victoria hooked one foot to the pedal and poked most of her body from the waist up over the back of the horse.

Metal streams and sparks sprayed out continuously from the silver-white gun barrel, knocking back the two cheetah-like aliens who leaped high into the air!The dense rain of bullets tore their smooth fur and flesh, while the huge impact broke their bones, making their postures suddenly distorted.

In one second, Victoria swung the heavy firearm, which weighed more than fifty pounds, and shook off the equally heavy metal turntable, while the other hand replaced the exact same silver-white metal wheel from the cloak, and the heavy Snaps into the groove behind the barrel.Her gray cloak did not rise due to the strong wind caused by the running corpse horse. The bullet discs tied in the cloak with cloth strips and iron chains made it as heavy as armor.

The metal spring was stuck into the groove, making a crisp sound of gears engaging.

So the metal monster welded by twelve gun barrels roared again, and the high-speed shooting made the tongues of flame almost connected together!She emptied the turntable in an instant, and then repeated the action again.

Lacking the bonuses of Defile the Old Seal and the Crown of the Holy Relic, it was already difficult for Victoria Milusel to replicate the thrilling ultra-long-range powerful sniping or steel baptism at sea, but the foulblood's physical ability and honed shooting skills were still Let her guarantee amazing accuracy.

The seemingly frantic shooting is actually quite accurate, and she will hardly waste a bullet in an unnecessary place.

Victoria is not nearly as fast as Duncan, nor can she swing thirteen swords in one second.

But the particularity of the weapon is enough to allow her to make more attacks than Duncan with almost no physical loss!

Victoria thought back to her elderly godfather, who was said to have served in the Knights.In his words, "swords and knights have long been outdated, and weapons are meaningless if they are not strong."

After another round of deafening shooting, the originally dense black wall was torn to reveal a little gap and light!

Before it was about to close, most of the muscles and bones of Duncan's arm had been repaired, and he quickly pulled out another sword.

Duncan, as a member of the new party called an upstart, does not hold sacred objects like those clan nobles with a long history. His weapons are nothing more than the standard equipment of the dirty blood knights, and they are only a little more sophisticated in materials. Just a little.

But also for this reason, he doesn't have to worry about damage to the saber, and he can pick up anything on the battlefield as a weapon at any time.

The middle-aged man put his sword on the kite shield again and made a gesture of gaining momentum, murmuring difficult spells in his mouth.

"Low-level Physical Enhancement"

"Stoneskin"

"Self Time Acceleration"!

He quickly added three more magic effects to himself, which was all his trump cards.

The scarlet sword light swept across like a tide, tearing apart the gap that had gradually closed, and the corpse horse overcame many obstacles and appeared in front of the black-robed priest!