In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

No. 1 and No. 7 can throw off the large army and take the lead.

They all choose to travel lightly and rely on speed to take the lead.

It's just that No. 1 chose a more extreme speed bias, while No. 7 retained this powerful small-caliber gun tower weapon.

However, after part of its weight is taken up by the gun turret, there is not much weight left for the vehicle armor.

The No. 4 tank seized the opportunity and hit the butt of the No. 7 tank. The collision angle of the front of the No. 4 tank easily tore the rear armor of the No. 7 tank like a finger piercing through kraft paper.

Weston also had part of the credit for this successful victory.

The collision horn brought back by Weston installed on the No. 4 tank has the regular power that is the special armor-breaking effect of the BOSS Steel Horn Ox.

It was originally a thin-skinned walnut, but when it was hit by the armor-breaking special effects of Tank No. 4, it was just a walnut caught between the door!

The No. 4 tank, which was pushed up by the No. 7 tank, leaned directly on the side of the road, with flames coming from its butt.

Chariot No. 4 roared away on the track under Weston's nose.

Only the two drivers of tank No. 7 were left. They jumped off the tank and started anxiously putting out the fire.

Around them, the other tanks roared away one by one, and in a blink of an eye, the second-place tank No. 7 became the eighth tank.

Weston, who was enjoying watching it, forgot about the bad taste of the fruit wine in the cup, picked it up and took another sip.

After swallowing half of the drink, Weston squirted out the rest.

"What is this special code that tastes worse than before?"

Weston cursed and threw the wine glass on the table, and ran to the window to study some new discoveries.

Several huge cracks appeared on the windows of the private room.

In the center of the crack is a bullet.

It turns out that when the No. 4 tank collided with the No. 7 tank just now, the gun turret controlled by the co-pilot of the No. 7 tank had completed cooling, and all subsequent bullets had been activated by witchcraft.

When the co-pilot pulled the trigger, the two vehicles crashed into each other.

One of the bullets that flew out of the gun barrel landed on the glass of Weston's private room.

Weston looked at the bullets embedded in the double-layer bulletproof glass and was terrified.

It turns out that Queenge wasn't bragging. This competition is really life-threatening.

The drivers in this game are all newcomers. Although the co-pilot of car No. 7 is a professional in the magic firearms system, he is not a professional in using turret machine gun weapons, so the number of magic bullets he can activate at one time is limited.

During shooting, there will be a cooling window period for the gun tower.

If it was a high-end game played by high-level professionals like what Queenge said, Weston couldn't imagine how intense the game would be.

No wonder this abandoned factory is in tatters and has no one to repair it.

There is really no need for repairs. These high-level professionals are having fun and have the ability to raze this pit to the ground.

[Energy filling is completed, Bad Boy Challenge is activated, start Bad Boy Challenge·Skull Crusher 1: Perform 10 critical headshots. Complete the challenge to get Bad Boy Chip*1. 】

Weston was awakened by the system prompt ringing in his ears, opened his dazed eyes, and was immediately blinded by the dazzling light in front of him.

Who shook me with a flashlight...

Weston cursed in his heart while raising his hand to block the dazzling light in front of his eyes, gradually seeing the true nature of the light in front of him.

A dazzling ball of pale white light, like a huge incandescent lamp, made Weston dizzy.

Damn it, the main god space, I traveled through it again...

Why should I say again...

Weston thought for a few minutes and sorted out his confused thoughts.

He traveled to the wizarding world and became a mechanical wizard.

Then I went to watch a chariot race in the Chariot Arena and saw half of it…

I was watching the game well, but why did I suddenly open and close my eyes and run into the main god space?

Weston blocked the huge ball of light in front of him with his hands, turned his head and looked around, looking for clues about his environment.

The room that Weston was in was in a mess, but Weston still figured out where he was by relying on the debris and garbage accumulated in the corner.

I have no second time travel, and I don’t have any main god space.

The location I am in is still the VIP room I was in before.

The only difference is that the wallpaper and various decorations in the private room have been destroyed, restoring the original appearance of the room.

And on the walls and floors of this room, there were blood stains depicting filthy and evil patterns everywhere.

These patterns mixed with unknown language and characters are all drawn with various huge fat lizards with wings as the protagonists.

And in the center of these dragon patterns is this huge ball of light.

And Weston was lying under the ball of light. In the center of these patterns, Weston's body was stripped of his shirt, and words like ghost symbols were also painted with blood on his body.

Weston was the sacrifice in this room, which was arranged as an altar.

At this time, Weston finally figured out what happened.

Damn it, it must be the old guy delivering the wine.

You bastard, you drugged yourself.

Does the wizarding world also have such despicable methods?

You guys are too immodest. At least you can use some high-end witchcraft to avoid being too embarrassed if you fall into trouble.

But Weston fell for this trick of your little bastard who drugged his drink.

If this news spreads, how can Weston still hang out in the wizarding world?

The nickname "Hungry Wolf" is embarrassing enough.

If this matter spreads, I don't know what kind of lame nicknames will come out.

Weston got up from the center of the altar, gradually adapted to the bright light environment in the room, and saw more things clearly.

On the ceiling, there is a space crack, in which a steady stream of pale light is pouring into this white light ball.

On Weston's chest under the ball of light, the unknown words painted with blood were erased by mysterious power.

Instead, there was a huge Borderlands icon on Weston's chest.

In a circle, an inverted V stands like a mountain peak.

At this time, the Borderlands icon was glowing with dark red rust and slowly rotating.

As the Borderlands icon rotates in circles, the pale light ball on the ceiling is being swallowed up bit by bit by the Borderlands icon.

Recalling the system prompts that sounded in his ears before, Weston figured out what had just happened.

After being tricked and knocked unconscious, Weston was left here as a sacrifice.

During the sacrifice, Weston's golden-fingered father took action again and saved Weston's dog's life.

The Borderlands system swallowed up the light summoned by the altar, and instead activated more functions of the Borderlands system.

Too bad it's a bad boy system.

Although the Bad Boy system is very powerful, what the early Weston needs more is the backpack system.

The space magic weapons in the wizarding world are too expensive, and Weston really wants a backpack system to get rid of the obstructive battle backpack.