In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

The howling wind blew the charging kobolds and slime monsters around.

They are all small monsters. They are not as resistant to a breakthrough in wind witchcraft as the monsters on Myn Yun Island in the Witch Network Virtual Arena.

Like a garbage dump swept by a strong wind, the kobolds and slimes were swept into the sky by the strong wind, and did not stop until they hit the boundary wall of the BOSS room.

Weston himself did not expect that his wind magic breakthrough would be so effective.

The mobs blocking the wizard team were cleared with just one skill.

The two BOSSs were directly exposed in front of the team.

"Don't hesitate, press on immediately."

At the back of the team, Martha in black shouted, interrupting the stunned silence of several members of the team.

Weston rushed to the front of the team, pulled out the teapot and Black Star Kai at the same time, and launched his unskilled suppressive shot at Dora, the kobold fanatic believer who was also shocked by the powerful witchcraft attack.

Anyway, his teammates are behind him. No matter how hard he controls the firepower, it is impossible to hit his teammates behind him. Weston can use his suppressive shooting skills with peace of mind.

Tiedou had just seen the scene where Weston almost accidentally injured one of his own people when he used this skill, and knew that Weston was not proficient in controlling this skill.

Walking behind Weston, Tiegou took his machinist's engineering hammer, and kept pulling out parts from the storage compartment of his mechanical dog Snow Wolf with one hand. The engineering hammer started tapping on the parts.

Intensive suppressive firepower flew in all directions in the 120-degree fan-shaped plane in front of Weston.

Not even half of it hit the target kobold fanatic believer.

On the other hand, a lot of stray bullets fell on the huge slime BOSS acid wyvern at the other end.

"You are so bad at using this skill. Don't embarrass yourself here and rush forward."

When Weston finished shooting the bullets in his gun, Martha and the others in black also caught up.

However, no one dared to step in front of Weston until Weston stopped suppressing his shooting skills.

He was afraid that a stray bullet from Weston would blow off one of his own people's heads.

Martha in black had a dark face. After giving Weston a lecture, she continued to urge the others to press forward.

At the same time, Martha in black raised the alien pistol in her hand, pointed it at the giant slime-acid wyvern, and pulled the trigger.

The strange thing is that after the witchcraft power of the gun fluctuated, nothing was shot out of the gun.

But in the shadow on the ground, after the shadow of Martha in black pulled the shadow of this alien pistol, a shadow flew out from the shadow of the pistol.

This shadow flying out from the shadow of the alien pistol is not flying very fast, and its speed is roughly like a flying bird.

With such a long distance, if the target is another wizard, they can avoid it in time.

However, the Slime Acid Wyvern is a twisted body that failed to mimic. Not only can it not fly, but the slime's ability to crawl and move has been greatly reduced.

The Slime Acid Wyvern, which shook a few times and barely moved on the spot, failed to dodge.

The shadow that flew out from the shadow of Martha in black accurately hit the shadow of the acid wyvern...

The acid wyvern squirmed without feeling any harm.

The stupid slime didn't know what happened, so he wasn't harmed.

But his simple mind can still distinguish the target of attacking him.

Facing Martha in black who was hiding behind the tin can blacksmith in the distance, a ball of sticky acid dragon breath poured out from the head of the huge flying dragon, and it was about to vomit Martha in black and the others one by one. Face.

Just when the acid dragon's breath was about to come out, a black rubber-like tentacle came out from the shadow of the acid wyvern, and wrapped tightly around the head and horns of the acid wyvern, pulling it The high-flying flying dragon tilted its head.

A slight difference can make a difference of a thousand miles.

The acidic dragon breath spat out from the mouth of the wyvern missed several meters and landed on the garbage pile next to Martha and the others in black.

Seeing that the wyvern's attack failed, the blacksmith stopped standing in front of Martha to resist the damage. He raised his halberd and rushed towards the slime acid wyvern.

As for Ah Jin, who was beside the blacksmith, a lush grassland had grown up under his feet.

Akin was surrounded by a circle of flying blades of grass that were sharpened by natural witchcraft.

As Ajin moved his finger, a handful of flying blades of grass flew out, piercing the tough skin of the slime boss.

Even the slime skin, which simulates the tough pseudo-dragon skin of a bipedal dragon, cannot withstand the natural fury of witchcraft damage from Ah Jin, an A-level natural combat wizard.

The sharp flying blades of grass penetrated deeply into the Slime BOSS's body, and slime mucus as thick as tar continuously flowed out from these wounds.

The flying blades of grass that have been sharpened by natural witchcraft corrode and emit green smoke.

On the other side, the kobold BOSS fanatical believer Dora is also having a hard time.

Although Weston was the only one standing in front of him.

But behind Weston, who was close to his face and facing A, there was also a machine gun turret that had just been knocked out by an iron dog with a construction hammer.

At this moment, they were firing at him, making his body bleed.

Dora is an ordinary kobold scavenger. He is neither a long-range attack unit nor good at close combat.

His status as BOSS relies entirely on the support of the evil god who appears from nowhere.

However, without the kobold brothers around him at this moment, Dora, the kobold fanatic believer, has lost 90% of his abilities.

Whether it is killing, blessing, or evil devouring, it cannot be activated.

The kobold fanatic believer brandished a huge animal bone club weapon in his hand. After fighting with Weston for several rounds, his body was already scarred.

At this time, among the kobolds who were blown away by the great breakthrough in wind witchcraft in the spell book, the kobolds who were still capable of fighting finally rushed back amidst his increasingly miserable barking and whining.

Several kobold warriors, brandishing various scrap metal weapons, stopped in front of Weston, giving Dora, the kobold fanatic believer, time to breathe.

After withdrawing from the battle line and taking a moment to breathe, the kobold fanatic believer Dora's dry eyelids revealed an evil desire in her cloudy eyes.

Next to the kobold Dora, a kobold with a broken thigh, driven by the power of the Yalong Crystal Dragon, limped, almost crawling, and killed Weston.

However, Dora, the kobold fanatic believer, stepped on the body of this warrior servant.

One hand pulled the kobold's broken leg and tore it hard.

Like tearing apart a roasted chicken leg, Dora tore off the kobold's thigh, stuffed it into her dry, fleshless mouth, and tore and chewed it.