Chapter 198 Dynamic Vision, Precise Etiquette

Del came over carrying a box of bullets and put it down gently.

"Thank you for your hard work," Crown thanked him and grabbed the carbine to load it.

"It is my honor to serve you, sir." The once dull and honest blacksmith also learned to flatter.

Klauen smiled slightly, raised his spear and activated his extraordinary vision.

The fish swimming on the water, the birds flying on the river, the wild beasts on the shore, etc. are all his targets.

The process of shooting is a very mechanical process, but he does not find it boring at all. Instead, he enjoys it.

Perhaps there is a passion in his heart that has been suppressed for many years after he had lived two lives.

The dull thud of bullets leaving the gun and the sound of arrows breaking through the wind, swiping the sword while running quickly to cut through the air and hit the target, twisting the weapon to wreak havoc inside the monster's body, he now felt that all of this was a kind of romantic enjoyment.

Possessing stronger strength and physique than the average third-order transcendent, the recoil caused by firing a gun is like a breeze on his face and poses no burden to him.

Klauen was distracted, firing his gun in a time-saving manner while thinking:

'Perhaps, I should share the idea of ​​a repeating firearm with the gun-making arsenals.'

As a person who has been baptized by technology, he deeply understands that the firepower advantage brought by automatic firearms is completely incomparable to single-shot firearms.

With a little guidance, it shouldn't be difficult to create a heavy machine gun that can fire continuously.

After the Maxim heavy machine gun came out in the previous life, it successfully changed the tactical form of war, and fire suppression became a consensus.

If this world also develops a similar heavy machine gun, and if the cost issue of high-level gunpowder is solved, then dealing with monsters with flesh and blood will not be a problem. At least those low-level monsters will become the ones to be slaughtered.

By the same token, if a variety of unique bullets are developed, then using machine guns to fire at spiritual monsters will become a new tactic.

In this way, a battle formation composed of ordinary people can also deal with low-level monsters and evil spirits.

Crown quickly dismissed the idea. He needed to report the idea to Flanders and describe the changes that the battle would bring.

Once the monster of 'technology' is released, no one can predict where the world will go.

The new weapons will bring about enormous changes to war, and the force that will be most impacted will be the church, which has the most extraordinary people. This will greatly narrow the gap between ordinary forces and transcendent forces like the church.

Most importantly, the church does not have any technological advantages, and mainstream thinking even looks down on such technological changes.

The church must have its own arsenal and corresponding research institutions, otherwise, the birth of new weapons will completely bring the church down from the altar.

As long as there is enough explosives, even a third-level extraordinary person will suffer.

Crown's thoughts were quick, and his movements were not affected at all.

Every bullet fired will increase your proficiency by two to three points.

Facts have proved that the saying "dripping water wears away a stone" is true.

As evening fell, after two hours of shooting, Crown felt his arms ache and he stopped.

With his current physical fitness, he could be called a superman among ordinary people, someone who could wear his underwear outside to look cool, but he was also severely tortured by the recoil, which originally felt very small.

The benefit is that after so much shooting, he has a clearer understanding of the bullet flight curve at different shooting angles.

Just now, a faint sense of joy came from his heart, and Clown knew that his skills had been advanced.

He took the bullet from Del and waved his hand, saying, "I need to rest for a while, you should rest too."

In the distance, ordinary gunmen gathered in groups of three or five and talked.

"These extraordinary people are really not human."

"Yes, this shooting frequency will kill people."

Listening to the gunshots, the gunmen knew that they simply could not achieve such a fast shooting frequency.

Given their understanding of recoil, if they continued shooting at this frequency, they would probably not be able to last more than ten minutes.

Crown closed his eyes gently, and the world beneath his eyelids was shining with golden light.

[Shooting & Archery: Extreme] (The changes brought by these two skills are largely repeated, and the special effects are shared by the fusion and sublimation.

Special effect 1: Super vision.

Special Effect 2: Dynamic Vision. Everything has a trajectory, and you can predict the trajectory of moving targets more accurately.

Special Effect 3: Precise Etiquette. You can grasp the distance between objects in space like reading the lines on your palm, greatly improving your long-distance hit rate.) Everything has a trajectory, prediction, space, and long-distance hits. Crown opened his eyes and savored the meaning of these words.

He inexplicably felt that there were invisible veins in the space, and everything was within these veins.

Does it mean that my attack can match the trajectory of the enemy and meet unexpectedly at a certain point? He looked at the far end of the deck, where some ordinary soldiers were on guard, while others were leaning against each other and chatting. A soldier was throwing away a cigarette that was about to burn out.

He shifted his gaze away and leaned forward to stare at a certain point on the water. He predicted that the cigarette butt would fall into the water at this location.

Three seconds later, a small red dot of light fell and sank into the water.

Damn, this is fucking amazing.

You know, there is a strong wind on the river surface, and the humidity of the air is different from other places. He has judged all of this in his heart.

He loaded the carbine with the bullets he had, activated his super vision, and searched for a lucky person to experience his new ability.

A flock of birds flew out of the woodland on the river bank, and the estimated distance was 1024 meters.

He pointed the muzzle of his gun somewhere in the sky, his eyes narrowed and focused into a small hole, and his surroundings became blurry.

As he pulled the trigger, a thought flashed through Clown's mind:

'One second and 575 milliseconds later, the bullet will appear at this location and kiss a lucky bird on the forehead.'

A great tit appeared in his 'lens', and then its head exploded, spurting out blood and flesh tissue, scaring its companions so much that they fled in all directions.

Big profit, Crown grinned.

Prediction and distance control, he clearly knew that this fusion skill was not only effective for long-range attacks, but also had a strong bonus effect on close combat.

These hidden benefits are more valuable than improving basic physical qualities.

Savage walked out of the cabin and to the bow.

He had just finished dinner and led his troops over for the handover.

"Did you have a good sleep this afternoon?" Crown greeted with a lack of confidence.

"Not good," the bishop with a thick brown beard shook his head, "the noise of the steam engine and the sound of gunfire make it hard to sleep."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Haha, I won't do that next time."

Crown said apologetically, realizing his mistake.

But if he were given a chance to start over, he would still choose to upgrade his shooting skills.

The two exchanged greetings for a while and then went their separate ways.

After having a mediocre dinner and refining a drop of moonlight at night, Clown dipped a brush in water and drew the Taiyin Thunder Talisman on the table.

When the moonlight is sufficient, he will start to refine the Taiyin Thunder Seal.

. . . .

Crown was awakened by the sounds of fighting and screaming outside. He felt the time and it was 3:30 in the morning.

Realizing that something was wrong, Crown quickly stood up, picked up his pistol and Star Steel Sword, and rushed out of the cabin.

With the help of the light, he saw the fishmen and the night watch troops fighting each other, and a purple-black monster was fighting with Savage.

The monster was about three meters tall, with thick limbs, a purple-black deformed humanoid head, fangs interlaced in its mouth, and black fins on its back and behind its ears.

There was also an equally huge purple-black monster leading the other fishmen to wreak havoc in the crowd. It was extremely fast and people kept falling down as it passed through.

It is a deep diver, both ends.

The intelligence mentioned that this clan of evil gods has the strength of a third-level transcendent.

Savage was an exorcist priest. His flail hit the Deep One, but it could only leave a few small bloody holes on the enemy's body.

His guards' sharp blades slashed at the Deep Diver's body, but only produced a string of sparks, unable to penetrate even the enemy's scales.

Savage secretly groaned in his heart, the monster was much more powerful than he had imagined.

In the battle just now, he was having a great time killing other fishmen one by one, which attracted the attention of the Deep Diver.

In a confrontation, he was knocked back a long distance, while the enemy's flesh and blood bore the heavy blows of his flail without any obvious injuries.

The Deep One had the advantage in speed and strength over him, and one of his guards had already fallen under the enemy's claws.

He and another guard, Richie, worked closely together to fight the enemy on equal terms.

If he hadn't had armor on, he might have been injured. Even with the active armor, he couldn't resist the enemy's crazy claw attacks for long.

The Deep One rushed towards Savage, and the Bishop subconsciously steadied his balance, raised his shield and took a defensive stance, while swinging the flail.

With a mad and mocking sneer on its face, it changed direction midway and rushed towards the bishop's guards. It wanted to get rid of this troublesome little bug first, and then slowly tear the strongest enemy into pieces.

Oh no! Savage's heart skipped a beat and he wanted to rush up to support his guards.

Crown raised his pistol. The Deep Diver's feint fooled Savage, but nothing could escape his eyes.

He calmly aimed at a point and "bang"

At a distance of only thirty-two meters, when the sound of the gunshot reached Savage's ears, he saw that the deep diver had already pounced on the guard and knocked him to the ground.

Klauen sneered slightly. No matter how good the Deep Diver's scales were at defending against damage, they still had a huge flaw.

Its eyes, like those of fish, have no eyelids and cannot close.

If the distance was far, with his level three strength, the Deep Diver might be able to avoid his shooting, but at such a close distance and with such a big eye, if he missed, he could just forget about it.

It turns out that the Deep One's eyes are not much harder than those of other creatures, and Crown has already seen the results of his battle.

The bullet blew out the monster's eyes, and its attack was much weaker by the time it hit the target.

Richie was so frightened by the Deep Diver's sudden turn and attack that he tried to dodge to the side, but it was too late.

He was then tackled by the monster, but the expected crazy attack did not come.

He pushed the monster that was lying on him away with force, and only then did he notice that gray-green sticky liquid was flowing from the monster's eye sockets.

(End of this chapter)