Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Even because the equipment did not match the level of the level, and because Grandma cast her magic in time, the bullets pouring out were basically blocked by a dark shield.

But one shot managed to break through the defense line unprepared and hit her cheek, completely tearing away the false warm smile that seemed to have been hanging on her face forever.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, mixed with the saliva that could no longer be contained, and splashed a large area of ​​filth on the white marble floor.

"Hi~ you bitch..."

Grandma covered the cracked corner of her mouth, her cloudy eyes were instantly filled with anger, and her expression was even more twisted than the evil ghost reflected in the mirror.

One of the reasons why she chose to rebel was that she was greedy for life and afraid of death, afraid of the passage of life, and wanted to stay young forever like a long-lived species like Blois.

Therefore, even though it could be cured, she was disfigured and broke her defense on the spot, taking out a ghastly staff covered in black cloth and made of unknown materials.

However, at this moment, she was obviously not the only one in the field who broke defenses, there were also masters speeding towards her!

"Old man, you are seeking death if you step on the horse!"

Face is a very metaphysical thing. If the Holy Light God has already done so, even Ji Ming would be able to ridicule him in front of him without any disturbance in his heart.

Then Tenis is the one who cares about face more and more as he gets older. He wishes he could keep a small book of grudges just like the elves, counting the days and plucking the graves of his enemies.

So she didn't even bother to pull the scepter out of the groove. She grabbed the handle and rushed forward, letting it tear the floor in half like a crowbar.

——You think I’m funny, don’t you? Let me see if your head is funny!

Mammy originally wanted to give Ji Ming a stick to vent her anger, but before she even raised her hand, she saw the archbishop's lance roaring towards him amidst the roar of the earth cracking.

She was so frightened that the souls of the dead came out. Fortunately, as another melee mage, her hand speed was not slow. She adjusted the direction of the staff in time and blocked it in front of her.

But even so, since someone can have the word "big" more than her as a bishop, then this "big" cannot only be reflected in the difference in teaching positions.

So the next second, her body and the staff in her hand flew out unstoppably, breaking away from the shackles of gravity and hitting the ceiling hard, sinking deep into it and unable to pull it out.

Seeing that their boss had openly betrayed him, the other local believers in the hall stopped pretending.

The weak holy light on his body was instantly extinguished, replaced by a thick shadow that almost covered his face.

"Brothers, kill all these heretics!"

Taking out various weapons from under their robes, they started the war with shouts.

but!

If the earl had known that there would be a conflict today, he would have brought the best soldiers and generals that a great southern noble should possess.

So as a church that emphasizes the joint cultivation of spirit and body, those who are qualified to guard these three important figures in the church must be the knights among knights and the holy light among the holy lights.

Therefore, every guardian knight here has extremely high purity. He can stand people on his fists and run horses on his shoulders. He may not be able to recite the words of God, but he must know two moves in martial arts.

After seeing that someone dared to act wild in my church, they all took out heavy weapons that were larger than the enemy.

"Shu Zi, fight your mother!"

With the passionate collision between the two groups, a blacksmith shop seemed to have opened in the church hall.

It wasn't the clanging of each other's weapons in the exchange, but the clicking sound of these rebels being beaten by the guardian knights, and their bones being smashed!

"Cough cough..."

Seeing that the people on her side were being smashed everywhere like pieces of rag bags, Mammy spit out a mouthful of blood and began to think quickly as her whole body was in tearing pain.

win……

It's impossible. From soldiers to generals, from number to quality, our side is far inferior to the opponent, and there is no room for maneuver.

escape……

It was impossible. Since the earl was now a staunch ally of the enemy, he would be a turtle in the urn while staying in their main city.

So the only thing we can strive for is to get a less ugly failure ending as much as possible.

For example...

Use your own life to replace one!

Then replace the archbishop?

Impossible, I just almost had someone tearing apart a chicken with one move. Although people will die sooner or later, there is no need to rush to seek death.

Replace the earl?

It's not worth it. He is just a regional noble in the kingdom, not the boss of the royal capital circle. It is meaningless even if he dies.

Replace the princess?

It's unrealistic. He is the orphan of Lord Changge. With such a heroic father and mother willing to sacrifice their lives, they must be full of life-saving things.

...It's impossible for someone to stab her with just one knife until she's sweating and almost dying in the toilet, right? No way?

So in the flash of lightning, she made the judgment that the plan would not change and she would try her best to replace the God of Choice!

——He is the worst among these people. He just scratched my face. He should have died! ! !

The situation was urgent and there was no time to hesitate. She made up her mind and started to go...

"You still dare to move!?"

But the archbishop wanted to keep his tongue alive, so he didn't kill him. He wanted to kill someone and make the traitor cling to the ceiling in despair, watching how her men were defeated.

Unexpectedly, you still dare to resist now?

Then you can’t blame her!

So the Archbishop kicked the lance scepter beside him, causing it to rush toward the traitor stuck to the ceiling as lightly as a throwing prop.

But since the person who rebelled was a disciple of the Shadow Church, how could he not learn a few tricks of the Shadow?

She didn't have time to use her skill just now, but now she was well prepared. So although the lance hit the nun who was struggling to break free from her restraints, her figure was torn to pieces like a piece of rag afterwards.

After entering the shadow stealth state, she took advantage of this time to complete the displacement. In the next moment, she appeared behind Ji Ming, raised the cracked staff, and struck him on the head.

……

But it's not that easy to sneak attack Ji Ming, the old man, he has always been on guard.

What's more, he was honored as the divine choice of the Shadow Church just last night under the leadership of the nun in front of him. How could he not notice that she secretly prepared a profound shadow magic?

So her sneak attack was just a joke. As soon as her arm began to exert force, a shovel suddenly stretched out between the landing point of her staff and Ji Ming's head.

And it was this shovel, covered in mud, as if it had just dug a grave of a family without a son, that became the last straw that broke the camel's back for this staff made of the bones of the undead and the oil of the dead.

boom!

Among the fragments of the staff flying up in the sky, not only did Grandma fail to achieve her goal, but she also watched helplessly as a fist stretched out from it and hit the uninjured half of her face hard.

And even if you hit him, who is a good person who can hide a thorn in his hand? He directly gave her half of her old face a penetrating wound.

There are two holes in his words. If he survives this battle, he might not be able to drink soup in his life.

"You! Ugh~ you're going too far..."

Even her threats were gone. After all, who would be afraid of an old lady who leaked her words and lost several big teeth when the steel thorn was pulled out?

"It's over, right? Why do some people think I'm a soft persimmon again?"

Ji Ming has already begun to wonder if he is not compatible with the Glow Kingdom. He has obviously gotten along in Sunshine City to the point where he is the father wherever he goes. How come he is the unlucky one here?

This is no longer an ordinary situation, we must take a heavy blow!

So he chose to attack in tandem, took out the gun that had been gathering dust in the warehouse for a long time, lit up the glory of "I'm on horseback for social security" and decisively pulled the trigger.

Although it is an ancient firearm, in the current version it can no longer exert the same devastating effect as before.

But quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Now that there is a skill that cancels reloading, as long as Ji Ming pulls the trigger fast enough, it can fire like a heavy machine gun!

So even as a former Holy Light believer, Grandma still maintains the good habit of shielding before taking risks.

But in order to maintain this thickened version of the shadow shield, he was still suppressed by the intensive gunfire and couldn't move.

As a result, the hall transformed from a blacksmith shop to a Chinese New Year. The deafening crackle of gunfire overwhelmed all other movements, attracting the attention of everyone present and making both sides in the fierce battle forget about the battle.

Ji Ming has been heading north since he entered the Kingdom of Glow, so the news from the south has not spread here yet, and not many people here can recognize such weapons.

The Guardian Knights must know that this is a firearm made by the pioneers, but just like those fighting comics, they can exercise their skin and flesh, beat their muscles and bones, and even use their teeth to create new side paths such as "biting roads" , doing everything possible in order to gain more support.

But they will maintain absolute contempt for props, especially weapons contaminated with technology. Even the early mini-BOSS will sneer at them, and only the most useless soldiers will use them to show off their power.

So although they were proficient in combat, they couldn't see the merits of the weapons in Ji Ming's hands.

I just think this thing is so noisy, and probably only a child like the God of Choice would like it, right?

...Hey, he doesn't even have 200 pounds of muscle in his body. I really don't know how he can sleep at night.

Although Eleanor is very receptive to emerging things, as a growth-oriented character who only entered the right track after turning eighteen, she obviously can't think of more things.

I just thought that the gun in the god player was so big. How come I haven’t seen him use it before?

Tenis saw that although Ji Ming made a lot of noise, like the range shooting that mages do when they are trying to get a large number of magic balls, in fact, the landing point of each bullet was under his control.

Even if they can penetrate the defense, they will not kill Grandma directly. They will only hit non-lethal positions on the target. It will be miserable, but it will not kill anyone.

It is true that using firearms is quite "simple", as long as you master reloading, aiming, and shooting.

But simple does not mean easy, especially precise and high-speed shooting like this, which requires the gunner to have strong control over the weapon in his hand.

From this, it seems that Blois really taught him seriously.

Among the crowd, the one who reacted most fiercely was definitely Count Wind Shadow himself.

Although he is a professional, if his level is really that high, he will not be fooled around by a group of shadow cultists and serve as a shield for others who know nothing.

He actually didn't sleep all night last night. He had been worried about what he would do if something like this happened again. What should he do to protect his family?

But now, a broad road seems to have appeared in front of him. There seems to be no threshold for using such a weapon among the masters.

It seems that the merchants from the south said that it was a weapon made by a group of people in the alien land who believed in another god and called themselves pioneers.

Then you must have a good contact with them in the future and see if you can have it yourself!

Perhaps only weapons like this that ordinary people can master should be the future of Yangyue World.

After consuming thousands of rounds of ammunition, the traitor's shell was finally blown open.

As if he was performing an operation, Ji Ming used the flying bullet as a precise scalpel and started working on his grandma's joints.

If one shot wasn't enough, he'd shoot two, and if two shots weren't enough, he'd shoot three. The ammunition turned into a hot saw, cutting off every joint on her body.

Having lost her last bit of resistance, Nanny let out a desperate scream and flew backwards with the help of ammunition. This time she really flew.

Except that the mud lying on the ground was still breathing, it could be called a cruel execution.

But the victory did not make Ji Ming feel happy, but secretly shook his head.

According to the information he had, there was actually no progress in the players' cutting-edge technology during this period.

Because as active promoters of scientific and technological development, officials from various countries have chosen the same plan during this period, which is to lay the foundation first and then build, so that there is a smooth road all the way.

There may indeed be some private players who have formed studios to develop more advanced weapons, but time is limited, materials are limited, and technology is limited. The era of the weapons may not even reach World War II.

Therefore, this weapon, which is at least advanced in terms of power, still has a certain representativeness.

As for Mammy, a traitor who lives in the Wind Shadow Territory, she is roughly the representative hidden BOSS in the southern region of the kingdom.

She should be an Easter egg that can only be played after the "protagonist" completes a series of tasks, obtains the truth through side lines, and reaches the "true ending".

Therefore, although with the support of [I am on horseback for social security] and thousands of rounds of bullets, I still won with the gun raised.

But if it was a head-on battle, I'm afraid the players would have been knocked off their heads by one of her staffs before the bullets could suppress them.

Imagine that the players have advanced all the way and arrived here. After a series of hidden tasks, they finally discovered the truth hidden behind the local church.

As a result, a kind old woman beat up one guild, and then another guild was wiped out one after another, until the backbone collapsed and the survivors fled.

...Ha, it’s really ugly.

It seems that my idea of ​​spreading the map to the royal capital in one go is a bit too radical. The danger level there will only be higher than here, and it is not something that the players can solve at the moment.

Therefore, the expansion of some maps of the kingdom will end here for the time being. After a month or two, the players' technological development will be back on track and they will have the ability to fight against stronger enemies.

It is also time for them to digest what they have gained so far.