Warhammer Wizard

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More than 1,000 grids seem to have a lot of power, but most of the spells that Raistlin can upgrade now are above the sixth ring, and any sixth to seventh ring will consume hundreds of grids of power.

If it is from the seventh ring to the eighth ring, the power consumption is even more.

In addition, there are a large number of low-level but very practical spells, such as greasy spell, fear spell, mage's hand, wall of fire spell, exile spell, etc., which also require a lot of power to reach their upper ring number.

In less than five minutes, the soul power pool had bottomed out again.

Raistlin shook his head secretly. No wonder the conflict of ideas between the Netherites and the Mordus was irreconcilable. It takes at least 30 years to meditate for other legendary spellcasters to absorb the mana converted by electricity in one day. Even the most talented wizards of the world need to invest more than 15 years of time and energy.

Under the premise of limited mana and soul power, the number of spells and power can only choose one.

Fortunately, I have a mutant phone!

Raistlin really went into meditation and built a "stop time" spell model in the lake of stars. After more than two hours, he heard the conversation of his teammates in his ear and slowly opened his eyes.

The teammates are well rested.

For the legendary high-level powerhouse, two hours is enough to recover to the peak state. Izt sat at the table in the middle of the tent, cooking food for everyone.

The aroma of the steak and the fragrance of the juice aroused everyone's appetite.

Belak sat on his bunk and carefully wiped the soul gun with a clean silk cloth, earnestly and attentively, as if caring for the most beloved woman.

In contrast, the savage priest was much more extensive, leaning his mace at will, where he could easily get it.

Dawnsoth glanced at the Paladin Ranger and asked kindly, "Do you need me to help you use the cleaning technique?"

"No, thank you."

Barack shook his head and declined, "The cleaning technique can only clean the surface. The internal structure of the soul gun is very complicated. It must be carefully maintained every day to keep it intact, and there will be no problems at the most critical time."

"Are you famous for these two guns?" Daunsos asked casually.

"This is called'the light of ruling'."

Barrac picked up the long soul gun. Its shape is very unique, like carved from white jade. The barrel is in the shape of a rectangular column. The rear end is made of alloy with a grip, and there is a faint light of holy light inside. , Revealing the vicissitudes and simplicity of the atmosphere, is obviously a long-lasting antiquities.

"The Light of Judgment is one of the earliest soul guns in the world. In fact, it is not a gun, but a magical item."

The holy gun ranger introduced: "It doesn't use bullets, as long as it is filled with holy light, it can shoot bullets. The power depends on the amount of holy light, and so does the rate of fire."

Dawnsoth's face was stunned, "No wonder it has no muzzle, and it's so convenient without bullets."

"Not really."

Barack sighed and shook his head, "It can save a lot of trouble without using bullets, but it also limits the power of the'Light of Judgment'. It consumes too much power of the Holy Light, and the range is not far enough, so I usually use more Most of it is this'meteorite'."

With that, he picked up another shorter soul gun.

"Meteor is the real soul gun. I made it by myself." Barak stroked the gorgeous metal gun body and said unconsciously: "In order to build it, I learned from an imperial gunsmith in Queensport. After five years, and then put all the wealth gained in these years into it, and spent countless efforts, finally succeeded."

"This gun is epic quality?" Daunsos asked.

"of course!"

Barak's face was proud, "Meteor is the top soul gun in the world. Even in the empire with the most gunmen, there is no better soul gun than it."

At this moment, he saw Raistlin open his eyes, and Athena also cast his gaze, so he showed off.

"Meteor’s dimensional magazine can hold 8,000 rounds of bullets. The inside of the magazine is divided into eight spaces and can store eight different effects of bullets." While the holy gun ranger turned the soul gun at his fingertips, his eyes were dazzled, and the soul gun looked like With his fingers as flexible, he said: "During the battle, I can switch bullets at any time to produce various effects. Unfortunately, there is no chance today. I will let you see later."

The main force to destroy the Devil's Nest today is Athena, who is responsible for chasing and killing the fugitives, using only the most common Holy Light Bullet.

"Can you show it to me?" Asina suddenly became interested.

"Okay." Barack agreed very readily, then hesitated a little and reminded: "Athena, be careful with your hands, the meteorite can't stand your power."

"You have to have confidence in my power control." Asina promised with a smile.

The holy gun ranger handed the gun cautiously.

The giantess held the gun in her hand and rubbed it lightly for a while, feeling the weight of the gun body, making comparisons while curious in her eyes.

"You can try it out."

Seeing her a little bit of love, Barack took out a magic target and placed it on the side of the tent, saying: "No matter what you do in the Leomon Sanctuary, the sound will not be heard. This magic target is also What I usually use to test guns can absorb the power of bullets. As long as I don’t fire at full force, I can withstand at least 20 shots."

"it is good!"

Athena shot at the target without waiting for Barak to teach her shooting skills.

Boom boom boom boom!

She fired five shots in a row, and the light flickered in the sanctuary. In these five shots, three different bullets were switched, namely, the holy light bullet, the burst bullet and the armor-piercing bullet.

"The power is good."

The giantess returned the meteorite to Barrac. She said it was good, but no one could tell that she was not satisfied.

"Do you know how to use a soul gun?" Seeing that she was so proficient in switching bullets and her shooting skills were very standard, he was immediately puzzled.

Athena smiled and said, "Well, I have used it several times."

Her shooting skills were learned from Tyrion, the company commander of the second company of Extreme Warriors. Tyrion was the most brilliant sharpshooter in the Xtreme Group. She summed up a complete set of shooting skills and taught them to every brother. Gunwing Knights.

Although she has only learned less than two months, Athena's shooting skills are also top-notch in the extreme combat team.

The blaster that Rennes gave her was in the Nebula Ring, but it didn't arrive at the right time, so I didn't use it.

Barak’s meteorite is actually very powerful, but she is used to using explosive guns, and she almost feels like it.

Too much soul power is consumed when shooting.

The firing frequency is not fast enough, the bullet firing speed is also slower, the firing range cannot be tested in the tent, but I have seen it during the daytime fighting, and it is obviously inferior to the explosive gun.

The most important thing is that the recoil force of the meteorite is too small, and the shot is not vigorous.

Barak noticed Athena's mentality, and the beauty was in front of her face, her face was a little uncontrollable, and asked unconvinced: "Athena, do you think my soul gun is not good?"

"No, Meteor is indeed the top soul gun, but it's not for me." Athena shook her head again and again.

"How is it possible?" Belak thought she was just a perfunctory statement, her voice raised a bit, "You can't find a better soul gun than the meteorite, and it doesn't even suit you, so what kind of soul gun do you want? "

Asina was silent.

"Uh..." Barack frowned, "Why don't you speak?" Asina's reaction made him think she was suspicious of her professionalism.

Athena regretted her curiosity a bit.

"Show him."

Raistlin's voice suddenly rang, and Athena turned her head to look at him. She didn't understand what Raistlin meant. Wouldn't this expose her connection with Renn?

The blaster gun is no longer a secret in the upper empire, and you can know it with a little inquiries.

Barack is only in the New World, so I haven't heard of it yet.

"It's okay." Raistlin nodded slightly. Barack is a good teammate, and the Paladin Ranger is also an extraordinary career with great potential. It would be great if he can be drawn to Glamorgan to guide the Spear Wing Knights, and even become the leader of the Knights.

With permission, Athena took out the blaster.

Barack was initially confused about the conversation between the two, but at this moment, seeing her pull out a huge soul gun, he was fascinated at a glance.

As the top gunsmith, he immediately noticed the extraordinary features of this gun.

"What kind of gun is this?"

"Blaster Gun." Asina replied, handing the gun to Raistlin and asking him to burn the soul wave for Barak, opening the permission to use it.

Barak's eyes lit up, and he vaguely guessed the meaning of Raistlin's actions.

"This is the secret lock of the soul gun?"

"Yeah." Raistlin let go. "Try it, don't shoot for too long."

Barak nodded to express his understanding. He felt the weight of the soul gun as soon as he picked it up, and his face changed slightly, "What a heavy soul gun! It is almost as heavy as a warhammer."

The holy gun ranger prefers speed and dodge, and his strength is not strong. Even if he is a legendary high-level, he only has five strengths. It is still a bit difficult to use the nearly one-meter long and two hundred and forty-pound explosive gun with one hand. Hold the gun with both hands and hold the barrel with the other hand.

He aimed at the target and couldn't wait to shoot.

boom!

A bang exploded in the tent, like a fireball exploding, and the entire shelter shook, shocking both Barak and Dawnsoth.

Izt, who was concentrating on cooking food, almost knocked over the frying pan.

The magic target was directly blown to pieces.

Barak took two steps backwards and could hardly hold the blaster gun, and felt a rush of heat in the palm of his hand holding the barrel, but he couldn't care about it at the moment, and his expression was completely dull.

As a veteran who has used guns for a hundred years and a top gunsmith, Barak noticed the difference of the soul gun in his hand with only one shot.

Such a powerful power, terrible rate of fire, and so little soul power consumption...

When holding the gun, it senses more than 10,000 bullets in the dimensional magazine, as well as two firing modes, single shot and continuous shooting, and the inside of the gun body is so complex that it is impossible to understand the rune array...

Barrac’s worldview was shattered.

This magical soul gun perfectly solves the many weaknesses of the gunner and the holy gun ranger. In his eyes, the explosive gun is like the most beautiful woman in the world. He looked at it and his eyes were obsessed.

After a long time, he came back to his senses.

"This…"

"Who invented this explosive gun?" Barak's voice trembled, and he looked at Raistlin fiercely, his eyes full of infinite enthusiasm and expectation.

Izt and Dawnsoth were also shocked. With their eyesight, they could naturally see the power of this weapon.

"Me." Raistlin replied simply.

Barack couldn’t believe it, thinking that no matter how strong you are, you’re a weak wizard. You can’t even hold a blasting gun. If you shoot a shot, your entire arm will shatter. It’s normal to make a magic staff or other magical items. Will such a powerful soul gun be invented?

"You don't believe it?" Raistlin saw his thoughts.

"Uh..." Belak scratched his black scalp, "This is incredible. You are a legendary wizard with powerful spells. The soul gun is of no use to you..."

Raistlin did not explain, and took out two more explosive guns from the Nebula Ring.

This is what he reserved for himself and Asina as a spare.

"There are two more!"

Barrac's eyes were round, and then he realized that the blaster was mass-produced. His mind was completely blank, so that such a powerful soul gun could be mass-produced?

"You will fight with them tomorrow, and see if you take advantage of it," Raistlin said.

Barack nodded numbly: "Okay!"

He held two explosive guns in ecstasy, and found that his power was too weak. If he wanted to dual wield fire, he had to rely on Daun'sos' magical blessings.

Izt prepared the food and brought it to the table in the middle of the tent to invite everyone to eat.

His cooking skills are excellent, and everyone is full of praise after eating.

It is definitely a rare treat to eat hot and delicious food in the abyss wasteland. Only Barack was absent-minded, filled his stomach indiscriminately, and couldn't put it down on the explosive gun, but the space in the tent was too small to fire, making his heart itchy, and he wanted to go out and test the gun right away.

Looking at the appearance of the Paladin Ranger, Athena gave Raislinby a thumb from behind.

She had already guessed Raistlin's intentions and used the blaster to lure the holy gun ranger into the bait, and later tricked Glamorgan into playing for Rennes.

In the middle of the night, everyone took turns to watch the night.

Before dawn, it was Raislin's turn to watch for the last two hours. He set up a magic alarm outside the tent, and then continued to build a model of the spell that stopped time.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked far away through the tent.

A gleam of light appeared on the eastern horizon. The daytime of the abyss wasteland was shrouded in dark clouds of fel energy, blocking the sun, and even in daylight, it was a cloudy sky that never saw the sky.

Raistlin listened intently for a few seconds and heard an inaudible sound.

This is the hooves of a large group of cavalry running.

The sound source was at least thirty miles away, and the Will of Truth had no warning signs. Obviously, it was not that an enemy found the Leomon Sanctuary, but another goal.

After a few minutes, the ground trembled slightly, and the group of knights got closer.

Raistlin judged by the sound wave path that the opponent was not coming towards him, and would soon run by about three miles from the woods.

The teammates were awakened by the tremor.

"Their goal is not us." Raistlin whispered: "It should just be passing."

Don't worry, everyone.

They all saw Raistlin's keen perception in the battle yesterday. No matter how clever the assassins and spellcasters are, Raistlin has nothing to hide in the eyes and will be spotted at a glance.

Izt put his ear on the ground and listened for a while, his eyes changed slightly.

He stood up and said: "There are two waves of people, one is the abyssal knights of the Netivus demon, about one hundred and twenty riders. They are chasing a group of deserters, most likely human transcendents. Can't we save it?"

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