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Chapter 827 [826] Favor of the World

In the wasteland.

A rather large team was trekking.

Most of them were Qingyang tribe women, children, and the elderly, while the rest were strong Qingyang men, their eyes filled with fear and confusion about the future.

This was the Blue Stone tribe.

On both sides of the team were fully armed magic rifle shooters, vigilantly watching the team, closely monitoring the movements of the captives.

Black Stone was one of them.

The Fourth Company of the Second Magic Rifle Regiment, one hundred and ten squads, a total of more than six hundred people, were ordered to escort nearly six thousand prisoners back to Dawn City.

The ratio between the two was almost one to ten.

In the past.

This was unimaginable.

With so many prisoners and so few guards, many prisoners would have taken the opportunity to escape.

But now.

The guards were not worried at all.

The magic rifle's range reached an astonishing one kilometer, and the power of the magic bullets was also very strong. Facing unarmed prisoners, a hit meant either death or severe injury.

Escape?

Try it if you want to die!

"Chirp!"

A bird's cry drifted with the wind.

Black Stone glanced up, muttering in his heart, "With so many spirit birds watching in the sky, even if the prisoners are lucky enough to escape, they won't get far."

Honestly.

Some of the prisoners looked quite pitiful.

From morning until now, these Qingyang people had not rested, forced by the magic rifle shooters to walk dozens of kilometers.

Many younger children were already panting with exhaustion, relying entirely on their parents to drag them along to keep up with the team.

But Black Stone didn't care at all.

When he was chosen as a sacrifice, no one ever showed any pity.

But the Great Elder saved his life, allowing him to become a glorious magic rifle shooter, so he only wanted to strictly carry out the Great Elder's orders.

If the Great Elder gave the order to kill all the prisoners, he would execute the order without hesitation.

Black Stone habitually wiped his shooter badge, muttering vaguely, "The Great Elder's will is everything to me."

He noticed a few prisoners not far away slowing down, and he shouted unceremoniously, "Move faster!"

The prisoners trembled in fright and quickly quickened their pace.

Ten minutes later.

The captain's order came down - everyone rest for half an hour!

The squad leaders shouted loudly.

"Sit down and rest in place, you can drink water and eat, but don't wander around."

"Anyone who dares to escape will be shot on the spot!"

The prisoners were all exhausted. Hearing the order, they sat down one after another, taking out food to fill their stomachs.

When they set off from the Blue Stone tribe, they had all brought some food.

But not much, barely enough to eat for three days.

Which was the time it took to walk from the Blue Stone tribe to Dawn City.

Black Stone found a stone to sit on, placed the magic rifle on his lap, and planned to take out some dry food.

He glanced at the prisoners and suddenly abandoned the decision to eat, gripping the magic rifle again with both hands.

Because Black Stone smelled an unusual aura.

He keenly noticed that several prisoners were taking advantage of the rest to exchange glances with each other.

This was a bit wrong.

A few seconds later.

Black Stone snorted softly, "These guys really want to cause trouble."

These people were not only exchanging glances, but even quietly gesturing.

It's just that the prisoners were eating, and these small movements were not too obvious in the crowd.

But he saw it clearly.

Black Stone thought for a while and decided to nip the danger in the bud.

He strode to five meters away and pointed them out, "You, you, and you...you guys come with me over there!"

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

The prisoners who were pointed out all looked nervous.

Several nearby shooters also focused their attention.

Black Stone raised his magic rifle and roared fiercely, "Hurry up!"

The squad leader was stunned for a moment and asked, "Black Stone, is there a problem?"

As he spoke, he already gripped his magic rifle.

In the previous battle, Black Stone's brilliant performance had already conquered this squad leader, so he subconsciously believed that Black Stone must have discovered a problem.

Black Stone tilted his head slightly and replied, "Squad leader, I..."

Before he could finish speaking.

A sudden change occurred.

One of the prisoners who had been pointed out, also the closest to Black Stone, suddenly moved his right hand.

A small dagger flew out of his hand, shooting towards Black Stone's throat.

At that moment.

Black Stone was in the posture of turning his head, and the action of the dagger leaving his hand was just in his blind spot.

This was enough to prove how cunning the attacker was.

However.

The attack did not succeed.

"Bang!"

Black Stone fired.

"Clang!"

The dagger was hit by the magic bullet and flew out at an angle.

This was actually a blind shot.

Black Stone, without seeing the dagger, unbelievably hit the dagger, accurately knocking it away.

The squad leader was startled and decisively shouted, "Fire!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The other shooters fired in time.

The attacker's chest was hit, and a large bloody hole immediately burst out.

The people who had been pointed out by Black Stone were all shot and killed on the spot.

The scene looked quite bloody.

"Ah~"

"Help~"

The crowd fell into panic.

The squad leader shouted loudly, "Quiet! If anyone yells again, I'll kill them!"

This threat was very effective, and the commotion quickly subsided.

Pairs of eyes filled with fear, and constantly trembling bodies, showed the prisoners' fear.

Black Stone glanced at the corpse and calmly took a few steps back.

The squad leader quickly walked over and gave him a thumbs up, "You're too amazing, kid, you can actually hit the dagger in that situation."

Black Stone smiled and replied, "It was just good luck."

The squad leader shook his head, not believing it at all, "You're the best sharpshooter I've ever seen."

He paused and added, "I'll report to the captain later, and when we get back to Dawn City, you can definitely be promoted to squad leader."

The so-called "good luck" was naturally an excuse.

The real reason was that since the double kill with one arrow, Black Stone felt that the connection with the magic rifle had been constantly strengthening.

Previously, he felt that the magic rifle was an extension of his limbs.

Now he felt that the magic rifle had become a part of himself.

At this moment.

Black Stone had already realized that he might have awakened some kind of talent.

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This small change was witnessed by the spirit birds throughout.

Naturally.

Cheng Han also noticed this scene.

Out of curiosity, he directly used Black Stone as a connection to perform a quick deduction.

The result came out quickly.

The halo screen showed that a magical change had occurred in Black Stone's soul.

Cheng Han was greatly surprised, "This guy has obtained more world power, and a mark has spontaneously condensed deep in his soul."

He couldn't help but mutter, "This is too interesting!"

According to the deduction results, this was a brand new mark.

Highlight - brand new.

To put it more plainly - the Qingyang world had never had this kind of mark before.

The meaning of this was really worth pondering.

Cheng Han's thoughts ran wild, "I created the magic rifle, this battle has shown the power of the magic rifle, does the world power also favor the magic rifle?

"Black Stone happens to have a certain shooting talent, so he was lucky enough to be chosen by the world power and obtained some kind of blessing?"

Although he couldn't be completely sure.

But he felt that this was the truth.

Cheng Han sighed softly, "I originally thought that the world power of this realm was completely dispersed and did not have a true world will.

"It seems that my idea has a certain fallacy, the Qingyang world still has an extremely subtle subconscious, it will spontaneously make choices that are beneficial to itself.

"This will noticed the benefits of the magic rifle, so it spontaneously evolved a new talent."

Cheng Han smiled, "This should be a good thing, if he wins the true recognition of the world power, perhaps this clone can ascend to the godhood faster."

He glanced at Black Stone on the halo again and murmured, "Maybe from this guy, I can glimpse a trace of the mystery of the law."

The favor of the world must involve deep-seated laws.

This was a topic very worthy of in-depth study.