In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

There are a total of eight riders tonight, three of whom are newcomers to Erlu's team.

The other five are other teams invited by Erli.

However, they are all new riders, and their ranks are all low-level professionals of the second and third levels.

Chariot driver is an extremely dangerous and hard-working profession.

Unlike the buses driven by mechanical puppets, these magic-driven chariots require the driver's witchcraft to control them.

Witch power is not the main energy source of the chariot, but it is the spark plug of the chariot engine.

Without the magical power of the chariot driver, the chariot is just a piece of scrap metal.

The larger and heavier the tank, the higher the demand for the witchcraft power of the driving professional.

First-level professionals like Weston don’t have to think about it.

Second- and third-level professionals can barely drive a light chariot.

As Erhu introduced the chariot drivers one by one, each chariot drove out of their garage and stopped at the starting point of the track under the control of the driver.

Weston noticed in particular that the No. 4 tank among the eight tanks, which belonged to Erlu's team, had the ramming horn on the top, which was exactly the one that Weston brought out from the secret realm and sold to Erlu. .

With this fate, Weston naturally placed his support on this car.

There were two drivers sitting in the compartment of this modified tank that looked like a pickup truck from Earth.

There is also a cover on the truck body, which covers the weapons in the truck body.

Compared with other tanks that have various weapons exposed one by one for fear that others will not see it, this vehicle looks much more low-key.

As Erli was rambling for a long time, the eight cars at the starting point of the track were ready for everything.

The crowds surrounding the chariot were waiting for the sirens to sound faster and faster, and hurriedly ran out of the track.

The huge projection of evil in the sky waved its hands excitedly and started to stir up the atmosphere in the auditorium.

Weston didn't expect that he looked so vicious and evil, and that his steel prosthetic head was so smooth-talking.

I just don’t know whether the tongue in Erli’s mouth is made of flesh or steel.

The chariot's magic engine roared, ready to go, and the countdown to evil began.

Weston excitedly picked up the wine on the table and poured himself a full glass.

Since coming to Golden Gear, I have been extremely busy every day, and today I finally have a chance to relax.

Weston also wanted to have a few drinks to completely let go of the fatigue he had felt during this period.

As the countdown ended, a loud whistle sounded to start the race.

The eight modified chariots with ferocious appearances were like eight ferocious beasts that escaped from the cage. They collided with each other, biting each other, and sprinted towards the exit of the cage.

After the starting point of the track, there is a straight road of nearly two kilometers.

The eight drivers firmly grasped the steering wheel and glared at the opponents who were hitting each other from left to right. At the same time, they used their witchcraft power to control the magic engine to provide ample power.

At this stage, the various fighting props of the chariot have not yet been unlocked. What everyone relies on to fight against each other is the speed and tonnage of the chariot.

If you're fast enough, you can take the lead and avoid collisions with others.

And if your tonnage is large enough, you can rely on your size advantage to squeeze other cars out of the way.

In these two points, the No. 4 car supported by Weston did not have an advantage and fell behind the team.

The game had just started, and Weston was not in a hurry. Instead, he studied the game map and rules posted on the wall.

At the end of this straight road is the first prop activation point.

The eight prop activation points side by side are enough for all tanks to unlock the bridles in their mouths.

But after passing the prop activation point, there will be a sharp turn.

If you don't control the route into the bend in order to unlock the tank weapon, you may be left behind by others when you go through the bend.

Weston watched the projection screen on the platform with great interest, waiting to see the driver's choice.

When the chariot rushes out of that curve, you can directly see the chariot from Weston's private room.

Weston is looking forward to the exciting battle that will unfold in front of him with the tank after unlocking the weapon.

While Weston stared closely at the projected screen, he raised his glass and took a sip.

The bottle of wine that Weston ordered casually was similar to high-grade fruit wine. The fruit in the wine tasted a bit strange. Weston, who had a strong appetite for all kinds of good wines in his previous life on Earth, couldn't get used to it.

Weston didn't have time to complain about the bad taste of the wine. His attention was already attracted by the exciting battle in front of the item's activation point.

When other cars are crowded together and competing for the activation points of several props with better corner entry angles.

Tank No. 4 chose the prop activation point on the outside with the worst corner entry angle without competition.

The No. 4 tank, the largest, stepped on the accelerator, bypassed the entangled group of cars in the middle, and entered the corner after activating its weapons.

It became the third tank to enter the corner besides the leading tank No. 1 and No. 7.

However, No. 4's cornering angle was not good enough and there was no deceleration adjustment. In the corner, the side of the tank stuck to the steel guardrail, and a long string of sparks appeared from the metal friction.

However, in the splashing Mars, Chariot No. 4 activated its first weapon.

A large stream of black oil flowed out from the tail of the No. 4 tank and was ignited in the flying sparks.

In an instant, a sea of ​​​​fire blocked the curve.

When the chariots behind saw the sea of ​​​​fire suddenly ignited in front of them, some chose to rush in, and some chose to avoid it, and they were all in a panic.

However, Weston's attention has been transferred from the projection screen on the platform to the end of the road outside the private room window.

Amidst the roar of the magic engine, the No. 1 tank took the lead.

This tank, which gave up large weapons and went all out to increase its speed, was far ahead, leaving the seven tanks behind it far behind.

Tank No. 7 also came out of the curve. When it turned around, the taillights of Tank No. 1 were no longer visible.

The co-pilot of Tank No. 7, who had unlocked the vehicle's turret weapon, leaned half of his body out of the vehicle. After controlling the turret to fire a shuttle, he slapped the roof of the vehicle helplessly and furiously.

The driver in the main driving position shouted and directed his companions and gestured backwards.

The co-pilot of the No. 7 tank understood the situation, turned the turret, and brought the No. 4 tank that had just rushed out of the curve closer to the sight.

The co-pilot of the No. 7 tank looked at the No. 4 tank in the center of the sight, sneered and pulled the weapon.

The gun tower of the tank was spitting out tongues of fire, and a barrage was immediately thrown out to cover No. 4.

Tank No. 4 is naturally not someone to be bullied. He turned around and dodged most of the bullets.

He used the front armor of the tank to withstand the remaining bullets.

However, the sharp-eyed Weston still saw a ricochet entering the observation window of the No. 4 tank and hitting the co-pilot's shoulder.

Fortunately, it was a ricochet and had no remaining power. After penetrating the co-pilot's protective suit, it only left a few flesh wounds on the co-pilot.

The driver of the No. 4 tank did not give the No. 7 tank a chance to continue shooting. He seized the turret shooting cooling window controlled by the co-pilot of the No. 7 tank, coaxed the accelerator and hit the butt of the No. 7 tank hard.