Stacy's heart was beating fast, and she looked at Merlin with eyes full of admiration and respect. "You are worthy of being the "hero" who saved me!" "
However, Scarlett quickly said, "Don't be careless, the forbidden magic field has not disappeared yet, that guy may not be dead yet!"
Merlin raised his eyebrows slightly. He slowly walked towards the believers of the ancient god, keeping a safe distance. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, with a hint of teasing, "Hey, if you're not dead, just make a sound. Don't pretend to be dead here."
The ancient god's believer was now holding his head in pain, blood was still gushing out, anger and fear intertwined on his face. He raised his head, his eyes flashing with resentment and resentment, and he screamed, "You...how could you!"
Bang bang bang bang bang bang——
Merlin emptied the magazine directly at the head of the ancient god's believer. The guy was not dead, but he wanted to block the 0.50-inch rapid-fire bullet with his flesh and blood. What a joke! He even dared to block it with his hands. I'll just bounce you away.
Boom—the arm of the ancient god's believer who tried to block the pistol bullet exploded and fell to the ground. The black blood corroded the earth with a harsh sound, and a bad smell filled the air.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it! You really deserve to die!" The ancient god's believer roared, and he tried to stand up from a half-kneeling position.
"What? You're not dead yet. Kennedy needs to learn something from you." Merlin was really shocked. He had injected seven 0.5-inch bullets into this guy's head.
"You weaklings don't understand anything! God favors me, I am immortal!" The tumors and tentacles on the body of the ancient god's believer were squirming wildly, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that his body was on the verge of collapse.
"Immortal? Is that true? Let me try." Merlin smiled coldly, pointed the pistol with a new magazine at the believers of the ancient god again, and pulled the trigger mercilessly.
"Bang!" Another explosion sounded, and the bodies of the ancient god's believers were suddenly knocked back, blood splattered, like leaves swaying in the wind, instantly losing strength.
"Is this what you call immortality?" Merlin walked forward and looked down at the believers of the ancient god, the smile on his face becoming more and more sarcastic, "You are just a self-righteous idiot, relying on the Forbidden Magic Realm to pretend, but without the Forbidden Magic Realm you are nothing."
"Oh, sorry, you are nothing even if there is a forbidden magic field!"
The students around witnessed all this, their hearts filled with awe and emotion for Merlin. They had not expected Merlin to be so powerful and could easily deal with the monster that they were helpless against.
What is that alchemical equipment that can emit fire?
Many people looked at the pistol in Merlin's hand with curiosity and confusion in their hearts.
Scarlett was just about to remind Merlin that the guy was not completely dead yet, when she saw Merlin take out two or three round objects from his space ring, pull the rings on them and throw them back towards the location of the ancient god's believers.
Boom boom boom boom——
Violent and continuous explosions resounded throughout the battlefield, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart. The ancient god's believers were blown to pieces by the shock wave of the explosion. Their huge bodies were blown to pieces in an instant. The shattered flesh and blood flew everywhere like raindrops in a strong wind, without any order.
It seems that even if all this flesh and blood are collected, it is impossible to put it together into a whole. This time, the believers of the ancient god are completely dead, deader than dead.
Merlin witnessed all this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, turned his head to look at Scarlett who was open-mouthed in shock, patted her head, and gently asked, "What are you going to say?"
Scarlett held back what she wanted to say. She gave Merlin a thumbs up and said, "You're awesome!" Following Merlin, she learned a lot of Blue Star vocabulary.
Delia walked to the center of the explosion and looked at the charred ground with interest, frowning slightly. "The power of this explosion is a bit like an explosive potion, but there is no trace of magic left. What on earth did Merlin use to produce such a huge power without magic?"
With the death of the ancient god's followers, the forbidden magic field completely dissipated. The students were finally able to use magic. They instantly felt the return of power and began to fight back against the aberrations.
Without the control of the ancient god believers, the controlled deformed creatures became at a loss and were quickly cleared out by the students.
Merlin looked at the Desert Eagle pistol in his hand. The metallic luster was shining under the firelight, making it look particularly dazzling.
This is the pistol that Merlin had Kim Henry and Allison build at the Steam and Stars Workshop some time ago, the classic Desert Eagle. It does not require any magic, it relies purely on gunpowder thrust.
To be honest, Merlin also thought that Alison and Kim Henry were so amazing that they actually built a pistol and matching ammunition before the final exam.
As for what was just thrown, it was an imitation of the M57-style anti-personnel grenade, and the effect was surprisingly good.
It must be said that this is indeed a precise alien craftsmanship, and the pistol and grenade are both perfectly reproduced.
Merlin intended to use this thing as a trump card, but he did not expect it to be useful so soon. At the same time, he secretly congratulated himself for having the foresight to create this thing.
Merlin had thought before that if he lost his magic power and could not use those alchemical equipment, he would become a lamb to be slaughtered. That was why he thought of creating thermal weapons for Blue Star. He had already observed that with the forging level of the alchemical workshops in the other world, it would be quite easy to replicate simple firearms.
However, I only learned about the production of pistols and grenades out of curiosity when I was browsing a certain B station on Blue Star. After strengthening my spirit and soul in this world, I was able to recall my memory and reproduce them one-to-one. I have no idea about other hot weapons.
But he doesn't need to worry about these. As long as he gives the alchemists of this world a direction, he believes that although not all of Blue Star's thermal weapons can be manufactured, the simpler ones should be no problem.
"So what exactly are the ancient gods, and what about those believers? If there are many monsters that can use the forbidden magic field hidden in the Demonic Beast Mountains, I think we should change our plan."
Carl, who was sitting around the campfire, looked at Scarlett and asked.
Scarlett put down the beggar's chicken in her hand when she heard Carl's question. She wiped the greasy corners of her mouth and said, "I can't tell you too much about the ancient god. You know it's not a good thing. I also avoided the risks through the memories in my dreams. Of course, the most important thing is that I have the blood of the 'God' flowing in my body, and I have an inexplicable resistance. "
"As for the followers of the ancient gods, just treat them as heretics who believe in evil gods."
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