Chapter Eighty-Five: Gun vs Sword

  On a piece of scorching black lava land, a bright blue light burst forth like a blooming flower.

  Five human silhouettes appeared in the light, gradually becoming solid from vague, and quickly took shape within the transmission array.

  The Spirit King's Court was originally supposed to be a vast forest, with multiple layers of magic arrays and illusions. However, at this moment, what unfolded before Midi and his group was a sea of molten lava flowing with countless flames.

  Scorching strong winds carrying Mars' heat howl here, everywhere is a charred ruin made up of broken walls and rubble, many places are filled with huge craters, and even many buildings have lost their original shape, being high-temperature transformed into piles of basalt mountains.

  Undoubtedly, this is where the heavenly fire concentrated its attack when it descended, and it was thoroughly transformed beyond recognition.

  "This is where the king... " Norton pushed his small round glasses up the bridge of his nose and began to look around impatiently, but he had barely spoken his first sentence when he was interrupted.

  Midi, as soon as he was transported over, rushed towards Norton like a cannonball, like an enraged bull, and directly knocked the slender body of the alchemy master flying.

  At the moment he broke through Norton, he had already turned around with an inconceivable smooth motion and raised the Black Sky Sword to his chest in the first time, forming a solid defensive posture. The originally dull eyes also burst into flames, fully operating at this moment.

  The next moment, a sharp and ear-piercing metallic collision sound rang out.

  Innumerable sparks burst forth on the surface of Hei Tian Jian's sword, like a dazzling fireworks display. This longsword forged from Void Meteorite Iron, capable of withstanding the most extreme forces, was actually bent into an arc by this impact, while Mi Di himself was directly sent flying, traversing dozens of meters in mid-air before barely managing to stop his momentum.

  Among the flying sparks, his solemn expression flashed by.

  A bullet of infinite power.

  A single shot with extreme precision.

  This is the core of the Blood Blade Thief Group, a welcome gift for Midy and his party.

  No instructions were needed, and at the moment Mars splashed up, the remaining four old adventurers immediately sought cover and curled up in the first place. Norton, who had just been hit, rolled over to a black basalt rock and clung to the wall, panting heavily.

  Only Midie was still standing.

  He didn't dodge, but instead lightly swept his fingers over the still slightly trembling scabbard of the fever sword, calculating the power and maximum range of this bullet, while gazing in the direction the bullet came from with a sharp gaze.

  Two kilometers away on a high ground, a tall and thin dark elf named Mason had his pupils slightly contracted.

  The rifle in his hand, made of Xuan Tie metal, was no ordinary product. Generally, the power of a firearm depends on the amount of gunpowder used, but as a 45-level high-ranking wandering gunman, Mason used an Acceleration Rifle.

  The bullet of the Accelerated Rifle is just a single bullet, without a shell or gunpowder. What propels these bullets is magical power converted into accelerating magnetism. In other words, as long as the shooter's magic is more refined and pure, and their control over magic is higher, the range and power of the bullets will continue to increase.

  Beyond visual range, the moment arrived, and with the bullet itself having no magical fluctuations, after crossing the 40-level threshold, Mason had not returned empty-handed for a long time. Moreover, he grasped the best opportunity to launch a surprise attack just as the transmission ended, when his opponent was completely unguarded.

  But even so, that unimpressive-looking youth was still able to sense the blow that was meant to be decisive and blocked it!

  Not only did it block it, but also waited for the second shot with a provocative posture to confirm the shooting direction!

  This kind of enemy must be eliminated at the first opportunity.

  In Mason's eyes, a hint of calmness and coldness flashed by, yet an unerasable killing intent remained.

  At the same time, what Mide was thinking in his heart was exactly the same as this dark elf sniper.

  The one who could launch such an attack was absolutely not a simple role, and what made Middy feel even more threatened was that the wandering gunman chose to attack - neither himself as the leader, nor the famous Odell, nor even the seemingly weaker Eileen, but the future alchemy master Norton!

  Norton was completely unknown, and the other party probably saw him for the first time too. But in this brief encounter, he locked onto that unremarkable old man without hesitation. How sharp must his instincts be?

  If this sniper was following the team like a gadfly on their heels, Midy didn't dare to think about what would happen. He could be extremely vigilant during transmission, letting his intuition spread out in all directions, but it was impossible for him to maintain this state for twenty-four hours, and as soon as he let his guard down, that would be the price of death.

  An expert like this who can see through the other's weakness at a glance must be eliminated.

  It was just one shot, and both sides weighed out their opponent's strength and made up their minds.

  "Cover me from the side and go kill them!" Midei gave the order.

  "Get all the ambushes moving, prepare to intercept!" Mason said coldly, and loaded another armor-piercing bullet into the barrel.

  It was as if they were responding to each other, both sides acting at the same time.

  Midi didn't have a head-on collision, although he was confident that he could block the bullets, but if the opponent used armor-piercing bullets, explosive bullets or even net bullets, his swordsmanship seemed to be somewhat inadequate.

  He hid behind a massive obsidian and quickly began to absorb the magical powers around him.

  The heavenly fire destroyed the royal court, but it couldn't disperse the power that gathered from the underground demonic veins. The density of demonic energy here was not as high as in the autumn ancient city villa, but it was still abundant and unparalleled. Moreover, the fluctuation of the fire element was also exceptionally active. Soon, Mide's explosive flame wave sword had taken shape.

  Only to see Midie's long sword in his hand, the light point condensed on the sword tip flew out, and from behind the rock, it flew over an arc, straight towards the angle where the bullet came from. The light point flew all the way, continuously absorbing the surrounding magic, rapidly expanding into a huge explosion ball, in the scorching air, bringing out a blood-red tail flame, like a fire-red meteor flying across the sky.

  Mason's sniping skills were extremely high, even Middy couldn't pinpoint his location with just one shot.

  Fortunately, the explosive wave of the sword's attack range is extremely large, and it doesn't need to determine a specific location at all. One direction is enough to pull out the opponent hiding in the dark.

  But the next moment, the fierce flame ball had not flown out of a certain distance, and suddenly exploded directly in mid-air, turning into a dazzling sun - the sniper on the opposite side actually shot the flame ball with one shot, detonating it ahead of time!

  However, this blow also allowed Meddy to finally calculate his opponent's exact position.

  The first wave of counterattack was suppressed, but Miti's expression remained calm. His body began to condense magical whirlpools once again. This time, however, what shot out from the sword's edge wasn't a fire-red explosive ball, but rather a large patch of gray, scythe-like shadows.

  Asura's skill, Evil Light Wave Blade Sword.

  These evil lights condensed into a sickle, extremely thin and fast like cicada wings, the speed even far exceeded the explosive flame ball, instantly pouring towards the position of the sniper like heavy rain.

  At the same time, Mide rushed out of hiding without hesitation.

  He believed that the opponent had to dodge the evil light wave sword, and could not open fire at this time, so he launched a charge in one breath, determined to close the distance between the two sides. Odell and others who were responsible for covering from the side also took advantage of the situation to continuously approach, advancing from several pre-selected shelters to form a response with Middy at the forefront like a gun tip.

  But in the next moment, Midy's eyes flashed with unbelievable surprise, and then suddenly stopped abruptly, Hei Tian Jian blocked again in front of him.

  Another crisp and clear metallic collision sound!

  Sparks flew again in all directions.

  Facing the evil light wave attack that came pouring in, Mason didn't dodge at all. He was like a small boat rising and falling with the waves, dodging between the incoming sickle-shaped slashes.

  The dark elf's expression was calm and composed, his movements elegant, as he dodged all attacks with the smallest margin, many times the scythe-like sword light completely brushing past his body, the interval only a hair's breadth, yet still unable to force him to leave that sniping point, nor could it stop the movement of his hands.

  As soon as Miti came out, the Dark Elf Gunner immediately raised his gun and fired, just like usual.

  Although he blocked the attack, Middy's expression was extremely solemn. This time, it wasn't a silent bullet prepared to cover up an ambush, but a armor-piercing bullet renowned for its power. Middy had no choice but to use both hands with great force, one hand grasping the hilt and the other pressing against the blade, and rotating his entire body with extreme intent, just to maintain his balance.

  However, he still felt a surging power pouring into his body through his arms like a tsunami, causing his body to involuntarily stumble backward. Middy hastily bent his knees to avoid falling over, and his boots sank into the gravel, but his body continued to retreat uncontrollably.

  Stiff!

  Mi Di's face was calm on the surface, but his heart was turbulent and stormy.

  Stun, which means that after being attacked once, the attacker is affected by subsequent effects and cannot do anything, even unable to change posture, can only become a target, and then continue to be attacked.

  Generally speaking, only after mastering control skills can such effects be achieved, for example, the freezing effect brought by the Ice Seal Array of the Ghost Swordsman, the paralysis effect brought by the Thunder Flash of the Elementalist, and so on.

  However, at this moment, that sniper actually only relied on an ordinary armor-piercing bullet to stiffen himself with extreme will!

  This guy is likely on the same level as "Nightmare Hand" Weissman Newton, and his personality might be even colder and more ruthless, making him even more terrifying.

  Midi's heart suddenly tightened to its limits.

  In the next instant, the black sky sword in his hand suddenly turned upside down, and the bullet that had already lost its kinetic energy was lifted. Then, Mi Di held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, using all his strength to insert the heavy sword into the broken stone, after drawing two trenches dozens of meters long, Mi Di finally stopped retreating.

  No time for celebration, Middy was already rolling. Meanwhile, at the position he had just left, rocks and soil were flying everywhere as another armor-piercing shell arrived in quick succession.

  Realizing his opponent's true strength, Mide knew that if he continued to charge forward, he would only become a target.

  He could only choose one place to stop and wait for the four people behind him to catch up.

  "Surrounded on both sides!" Odelle's voice suddenly came over at this time.

  Medi's eyebrows furrowed again.