Magic Industrial Age

Outside Auckland, at the shooting range.

It remains tranquil here, even in Auckland's coldest season, the flowing stream remains as clear as ever.

It was only when Loye and his group's carriages arrived that the peace was broken.

The wooden cabin's door was unlocked, and the barbecue rack was brought out as Gary Mills took on the role of chef, grilling meat for everyone.

Butler Hoover was busy preparing various dishes; noble etiquette was ingrained in his bones.

Therefore, every piece of cutlery, every plate, every chair had its designated place.

Mira Greenman, on the other hand, appeared very quiet, following behind and learning, with a certain charm in every move she made.

Maruna, however, simply didn't have the patience for this and began unloading the ingredients and seasonings he had brought.

His two children followed alongside, also helping out.

The two little ones were clearly excited, their faces flushed red.

As for Ang, he was naturally busy chopping wood, boiling water, brewing tea, and preparing snacks.

Loye, except for his near-unwavering dedication to cultivation, liked to be a hands-off manager in everything else, including business.

He set the direction, made the decisions, but the detailed implementation, arrangements, management, and supervision were all done by these people.

So, when Loye felt tired, they would only be ten times more exhausted.

Therefore, today, he naturally brought them all along for a picnic to relax.

It's worth mentioning that Loye had already asked them to build their own teams.

He believed that a boss should be a boss, and subordinates should be available, and everyone should be motivated—this was a good management model.

He had these people helping him now, and these people should also have a group of people helping them.

However, suitable people were not so easy to find, and it would still take time.

While they were all busy, Loye was naturally not idle. Inside the shooting range, the sounds of 'bang, bang, bang, bang' rang out one after another, as two revolvers spat fire, almost continuously.

On the target eighty meters away, holes exploded one after another. Upon closer inspection, the holes were almost all in the center, one after another, to the extent that the holes continued to expand!

Although he had been incredibly busy during this time, some things had to be accumulated over time.

Loye's marksmanship could now be considered to have obtained three parts of the essence of the Hawkeye school.

Of course, all of this was also thanks to the stability brought by his super physical fitness, and his eyes were indispensable.

At this moment, if one were to stare into Loye's eyes, they would even feel a piercing sensation. His eyes, with pupils contracted, seemed to have become vertical slits.

Each blink could lock onto the target extremely sensitively.

During this time, if one had to talk about the greatest progress, it was this Hawkeye technique.

The amazing control brought by pure battle qi allowed him to grasp the flow of every bit of battle qi. After crossing the threshold, the skill became more and more refined, and the Hawkeye technique truly entered a period of rapid growth.

At this moment, one couldn't say he could lock onto enemies ten thousand meters away, but within a thousand meters, as long as the line of sight was unobstructed, he could even see the ants on the ground.

Paired with magic energy firearms that pursued accuracy and range, Loye could also act as a sniper.

Most importantly, after Deep Blue's adjustments and enhancements to 'Glimmer Vision,' Loye could now, if not see in the dark as if it were daylight,

but when fighting at night, as long as there was a bit of light, darkness was no longer an obstacle.

However, after Loye finished practicing his gun, he didn't go to retrieve Gary's special magic energy sniper rifle, but instead placed his hand on the hilt of Dawnbreaker, his whole body slightly bent, holding his breath and concentrating.

In an instant, a golden light, wrapped in layers of qi rings, cut through the air in front of him, transforming into a crescent sword aura that extended a full hundred meters before completely dissipating.

Even a third-order transcendent, releasing battle qi, not everyone could casually unleash a hundred-meter battle qi slash.

Loye's attack truly had the demeanor of a transcendent.

But this wasn't the end. The golden sword light leaped, drawing arcs in the void, and the sword howls that tore through the air were linked together, like a sonata in a theater.

But no one thought this 'sonata' sounded good, because reflected by the sword light were blades of air tearing through the air, spraying in all directions as if they were free.

Wherever the air-splitting slash passed, the ground cracked open, and the trees gained wounds.

With Loye as the center, it truly was like a tornado within dozens of meters. Anyone who dared to enter would lose their life.

And this wasn't the end!

Again, Loye's figure leaped, and his left hand grasped the revolver Fury like a phantom.

Magic energy shimmered, bullets were loaded, the trigger was pulled, and thus, sword light and bullets flew together, sword howls and gunshots echoed, and the destructive power rose to another level.

Loye had to admit that exercise was addictive. Having become accustomed to the feeling of sweating profusely, he felt something was off if he didn't practice once a day.

However, on this occasion, he keenly noticed something was wrong.

Besides the sword light and gunshots, he seemed to hear a third sound, very weak and far away, but he almost instinctively contracted his pupils, like a hawk's eyes, staring at a certain place in the dense forest.

There, there seemed to be movement?!

Loye paused, sheathing his gun and sword. He strode back to the wooden cabin, and as he passed the barbecue rack, he exchanged a glance with Gary Mills.

It was a very normal action, but it made Gary Mills's eyes narrow, and his hand movements slowed by half a beat.

But the next second, he returned to normal, not even changing his expression, only the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to stretch into a larger arc, with a hint of mockery.

And Loye, after entering the wooden cabin, pushed out a magic energy cannon that wasn't too big after a while.

It looked only half a person tall, but the dark, gleaming barrel exuded a metallic chill that was daunting.

Of course, what was even more daunting was that Loye actually loaded the cannonball directly there,

then activated magic power, lit up the magic runes, until the magic crystal flickered, the four elements inside were unbalanced, exploded, expanded…

Boom!

With a loud bang, the forest hundreds of meters away was filled with flying dirt and broken trees.

This cannon shot could be described as earth-shattering. The people busy around almost simultaneously looked up, then quickly gathered.

However, Loye's cannon shot was still a bit off.

So, the second time, his eyes turned into hawk eyes, staring intently at that patch of forest.

Then, in his mind, Deep Blue spoke, turning on the scanning and calculation modules to calibrate the position.

Thus, in just over ten breaths, the glimmer of the magic runes lit up again, and with a boom, the second cannonball drew an arc, falling into the distance.

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This time, the landing point was accurate!

But this time, before the cannonball landed, a battle qi slash was cut out.

The crescent sword light was extremely sharp, directly cutting the cannonball in half, but the cannonball still exploded in mid-air.

With a 'boom,' the air suddenly rippled, spreading in all directions.

Just this shockwave alone would cause someone with a weaker physique to vomit blood.

However, another battle qi brilliance rose, releasing outwards, blocking the aftershock.

But Loye just grinned, smiling wantonly, smiling mockingly. He continued to load cannonballs at the fastest speed, fire, reload, fire again…

With his hand speed, he could shorten the process of loading and firing to within three seconds.

Then, cannonballs fell one after another, as if they could track, blasting the two people everywhere.

They had also thought about rushing over, but they really couldn't cross that invisible boundary.

Until one of them finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a voice filled with battle qi rang out in the air: "Loye, Mr. Loye, we're here just to discuss something, really no malice?"

"There's no need to be so ruthless, right?"

"We, we can really talk properly?"

Loye narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the empty cannon box next to him, and finally stopped.

"I'll only give you one chance, and I hope you cherish it!"

"First, tell me, what is your identity?"

The cannon fire ended, the roaring explosions dissipated, and finally, the two people had a chance to breathe.

These two people, one was taller, with a slender figure; the other was burly, with knotted muscles, both tall and strong.

Both were wearing neat gentleman's suits, black and white, although they looked a bit disheveled, but it could be seen that the clothes were custom-made, with good materials and exquisite workmanship.

This alone made the danger in Loye's eyes dissipate a bit.

There was no way, even assassins, few would come to assassinate wearing gentleman's suits.

The taller of the two saw that Loye had stopped attacking and immediately said: "My name is Adrian Hawke, from the Hawke family, I think you should have heard of this surname?"

Loye searched through his database, and his eyes suddenly narrowed, saying: "Is it the Lone Wolf Hawke family?"

"That's right!"

"This is really amazing!"

Saying this, Loye turned his gaze to the other person and asked: "Are you also from the Hawke family?"

"Of course not!"

As soon as this person opened his mouth, that aristocratic air of superiority was so distinct. He proudly said: "My name is Zeb Spencer.

A member of the Spencer family of the Eastern Empire, I think you must have heard of this noble surname!"

At this moment, Loye's eyes couldn't help but twitch, and he said extremely decisively: "You say it is, it is?"

"Do you know that impersonating an imperial noble is punishable by hanging."

"Teacher Gary…"

Before the words were finished, Gary Mills had already appeared in front of the two, the gold and silver dual guns at his waist were so conspicuous!

His hands were placed in front, the twitching movements of his fingers were frightening.

And Loye held the hilt of his sword with his right hand, slowly drawing out the Dawnbreaker slender sword, his left hand pressed on the magic energy cannon, the magic runes lit up with a faint light.

A great battle was about to break out!

At this moment, the two people opposite were no longer just disheveled, but their faces were extremely ugly!

I feel like it's not enough, but I really don't have time!