The muzzle of the gun wandering at night spewed out a deep purple energy wave, and the bullets rotated at high speed and broke into people's heads.
Heads exploded and bodies fell to the ground, causing deep panic.
Anyone who showed their head on the deck or stood at the window would be hit by this extremely terrifying attack. No matter what defensive items the player had, the bullet would hit their head in one go, without exception.
It was as if the god of death was hovering over their heads, waiting for the opportunity to reap their lives. They had no power to resist at all.
"There is a sniper at the coordinates (298, 198)! Damn, he's a strong sniper." Inside the cabin, Augustus received the news, took out the cigar from his mouth, and pushed away the charming woman beside him in annoyance.
"How come this sniper player only showed up now, and specifically targeted us!"
He felt extremely irritated.
Hot weapon players have always been recognized as T0 players. They and spiritual magic players are listed as the strongest factions by players.
Second only to these two are the elemental magic players. This faction of players is brainless and disgusting. They can throw fireballs and ice arrows randomly, deal high damage in fights, and have safe positions. Many magic professions are also equipped with displacement equipment, which makes magicians a popular profession among players who form teams.
The second group is melee players, who dare to fight the enemy with real swords and knives. As long as their specialized skill levels are high enough and they are good at swordplay, they are also popular professions in the team.
As for those who use bows and arrows, summon pets, use trap arrays, and transform, they are the targets of the sewer team. The strength of this type of players is very unstable, and they are generally pitfalls. Players rarely team up with them.
Just like RPG games, there are also professional echelons in the world game, and there are also groups of players who criticize each other for professional factions, resulting in arguments like "Frostmourne" or "Firejoice", which is stronger.
As for the strength of hot weapon players, it only depends on the strength of their weapons and the quality of their bullets.
If a person is strong enough, such as Su Mingan's defense level, no matter how many bullets he has, he will not be able to cause any harm to him. This is just like what happened to Carter who was shooting desperately before. He was basically just shooting to scratch his body.
But for players whose strength gap is not that overwhelming, the party holding hot weapons will be much more dangerous.
The players who played with hot weapons were poor as hell. All their points were spent on bullets, leaving them with no spare points to upgrade their attributes. In the later stages of the game, other players' levels would rise, their defenses would increase, and the hot weapon players would be eliminated sooner or later.
This is also the reason why the team system is popular. In a team, there is a need for sword melee, magicians, and hot weapon players. Just like in MOBA games, there is a need for economic output and a willingness to give up economic assistance.
A powerful sniper means that there may be a strong team behind him, and only a strong team can afford a sniper.
And now, Augustus's ship encountered such an extremely powerful sniper.
"Send a team to kill the sniper. Pay attention to the melee players lying in ambush around the sniper." Augustus gave the order and had all the doors and windows closed.
The room was in chaos at this time, with two bodies with their heads shot still lying on the ground.
On the side, there were low-level players squatting and shivering. They were the "trophies" of Augustus and others. After rushing onto the ship, Augustus forced them to hand over the clues and useful props in their hands, and made them squat on the ground like dogs, and selected the "lucky audience" from them for fun.
Just now, they brutally killed a female player who refused to perform a striptease, stripped her naked and threw her into the sea.
In a hopeless game, in a dark and depressing dungeon, this behavior can bring them a sense of excitement that goes against morality and laws. The wailing of their peers can make them feel superior.
Augustus looked back at his teammates. These burly men who were originally so aggressive became as scared as quails after seeing their teammates die from headshots.
With a "slap", he slapped a green-haired man in the face.
This teammate with green hair looks like grass on his head and is very "fashionable".
"Coward, you bitch." Augustus cursed, "He's just a sniper. He'll be dead when he runs out of bullets. Do you want you to be so cowardly? You've made me lose face for occupying the ship!"
What he said is true.
The bullet capacity of this kind of long-range sniper rifle is actually a problem. The Night Sniper only has five rounds, and it needs to be refilled after shooting.
Su Mingan did not have the special bullets needed for this purple-level pistol, and after shooting them all, there were no more bullets left. Naraku was actually unable to shoot.
But the fear brought by the headshot was very direct, and it scared these guys who only knew how to pick on the weak.
Seeing Augustus getting angry, the few people calmed down instantly. Some people even pulled out an innocent female player from the storage room next door and started to strip her clothes to boost their courage.
The woman's cries echoed in the cabin, but the locked-up players didn't dare to move at all.
The warriors who would be angry enough to rush out to save others have long been dead, and their bodies are still lying outside. They are just a group of quails who only know how to protect themselves.
"Where's Boris? Where did he go!" Augustus ignored the scene and turned to ask his woman.
The woman with jet-black hair and a sea snake-like figure smiled and responded:
"Maybe he went to the Soul Hunters. He said he had something to do."
"This weird young man has his eyes in the sky and acts on his own." Augustus kicked the chair unhappily. "If I didn't ask him for help, I wouldn't want to listen to his chatter."
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