Chapter 164

The deafening gunshots were like a death curse.

The guards rushing to the front seemed to be knocked down by an invisible force head-on, falling down in pieces like cutting wheat.

No matter what extraordinary profession it is, what armor it wears, whether it has defensive elements, or how flexible its movements are, under the bullets with a firing rate of nearly 900 meters per second, the result is the same.

Ren swept left and right with his gun, and the bullets poured out.

Huang Chengcheng's shell casings and chain pins flew out and landed on the ground under his feet.

Every second, three to four bullets are shot out, and each bullet hits the enemy's body, penetrates to cause damage, and sometimes can shoot through multiple enemies.

A fourth-level berserker, holding a huge ax in each hand, his whole body swollen and red, roared and launched a charge.

Halfway through the charge, he stopped suddenly.

A few bullets passed through his waist, directly smashing him into two corpses, without leaving even a last word.

A gunman shot at Ren, but found that the distance was too far to threaten Ren.

Their actions caught Ren's attention instead, and the muzzle of the gun turned over, instantly smashing the enemies holding the soul guns into pieces.

A mid-level shadow fighter was so frightened that he ran into the shadows and wanted to escape.

But Shadow Escape didn't have any effect. A few seconds later, Ren's muzzle suddenly swept across an uninhabited grassland, blood spattered, and an invisible corpse fell out.

Guns roar, lives die.

Ren squeezed the trigger tightly, and with the dual assistance of the phone's gyroscope and the eye of the soul, he finely controlled the direction of the shot.

The guns are aimed at, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the enemies.

This is not a battle, but a massacre, and it is a one-sided massacre.

But there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even remembered the shooting game in his previous life. In his eyes, these guards came to give him a big gift package of experience.

The gunfire lasted for nearly twenty seconds before stopping abruptly.

Click!

Ryan lowered his head to check and found that the machine gun was jammed. He unhurriedly pulled the bolt lever and threw the bullet stuck in the receiver out.

On the hillside in front of him, blood was already flowing like a river.

There were more than a hundred guards who rushed out of the castle, and most of them had turned into corpses at this moment. Their death conditions were horrific, and none of the corpses was intact, and the hillside was stained red with blood.

A few lucky ones or unlucky ones were not hit by bullets, and they were still alive, struggling and screaming in a pool of blood, crying for help.

"ah……"

"Goddess, please help me!"

Seeing this scene, the surviving guard finally came back to his senses, his face turned pale, and he turned and ran without looking back, trying to escape into the castle.

However, just two steps away from them, the terrible gunshots rang out again.

Da da da……

The bullet of Rambo's gun shoots at nearly 900 meters per second. At such a high speed, it is impossible for even an extraordinary person to catch the trajectory of the bullet, let alone dodge it.

From the top of the mountain to the moat at the foot, the distance is only more than 400 meters, completely within the range of Rambo's gun.

There are no obstacles on the slope, no place to hide, and no way to escape.

One enemy after another fell.

Ten seconds later, no one was still standing.

Ren stopped shooting, let the hot barrel cool down a bit, and exhaled himself. At his feet, bullet casings had covered the ground.

In the castle, the silence was as cold as a cicada, and no one dared to show their faces.

Outside the castle, there was even more silence.

The legendary wizard Matil, who was still flying in mid-air, now hid in the castle, not daring to be exposed to Rennes' sight.

However, Ryan's voice of all things has already locked Maitre.

He didn't take the opportunity to shoot Mytil just now because he wasn't sure whether the machine gun could pose a threat to the legendary wizard. He had to clean up the trash first, and then concentrate on dealing with Mytil.

Even with a machine gun in his hand, Renn didn't want to fight a legendary wizard head-on. It would be great if the other party retreated wisely.

After waiting for a while, Maitre didn't come out, nor did he leave through any door.

Ren waved to Pansil in the distance.

Pansil understood immediately, and brought the silver knight to surround the stone arch bridge and the gate.

"Don't let anyone escape from the castle." Ren ordered.

"Yes, my lord."

The Secret Flame Guard and the Silver Knight responded in unison.

A minute ago, they felt that Ren was too impulsive, but now, everyone has awe on their faces, and there is no resistance to the order.

Pansil's eyes fell on Ren's machine gun, his eyes were full of shock and curiosity.

Not only her, everyone wants to know, what kind of weapon is this?

Ren held the rune book in his left hand and opened it. Holding a gun in one hand and a book in the other, he jumped off the city wall and walked up the hillside, preparing to attack the castle.

Stepping on the blood-soaked grass, Ren quickly walked halfway.

Da da da!

The machine gun burst into flames, and a window in the castle burst open, sending bullets through the wall, killing those who were hiding behind the window.

Ren walked and shot, and there were screams in the castle.

In the voice of all things, a man's voice shouted: "Lord Maitre, if you don't make a move, we will all die here."

"My lord Maitre!" The others begged.

Ren had heard this man speak before. He was the head of the Earl of Glamorgan, and he was still sneering at him in the castle just now, but now his voice was trembling.

He locked on to the source of the sound, and the machine gun fired wildly at the wall.

At the same time, the energy of the rune book on his left hand flowed, and a ball of fire gathered and quickly formed a fireball the size of a skull.

bang bang bang...

A big hole was punched in the wall, and the fireball roared out, flew over a distance of more than 100 meters, and fell into the hole precisely.

Boom!

The flames erupted, half the wall collapsed, and the room inside was suddenly silent.

The heartbeat that Ren heard in his ears suddenly disappeared by half, and he didn't know if the manager was dead or not. He was about to continue throwing a fireball in, when a figure flew out from the collapsed hole.

This person was very fast, and his whole body was covered in a blue magic shield.

"Mytil."

Ren's heart skipped a beat, but his movements were not slow at all. The machine gun aimed at Mytil and fired continuously.

When Maitre appeared, he was already casting spells, but his movements were still half a beat slow. Bullets hit his shield one after another, causing violent fluctuations.

clap clap clap...

The bullets were like a storm. Although they failed to penetrate the shield, the oscillation caused Maitre's face to turn pale, his soul power was unstable, and the spell he was casting was abruptly interrupted.

Seeing this situation, Ren was greatly surprised.

"Sure enough, the bullets from the machine gun couldn't break through the legendary wizard's shield, but it was enough to pose a threat to him."

For spellcasters above legend, their shields are tougher than steel, comparable to the scales of giant dragons, and there is no duration limit, similar to constant spells, as long as the soul power is not exhausted, the attacks received do not exceed the shield's tolerance The upper limit, the shield can always be maintained.

However, this kind of shield has a disadvantage, that is, it will consume soul power all the time.

If the shield is subjected to continuous and strong attacks, a large amount of soul power will be consumed in an instant, which may affect its own spellcasting.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of situation rarely happens, and the caster will not let himself fall into such a desperate situation.

It was with this in mind that Rennes chose to make a gun.

In just a few seconds, Maitre's soul power was rapidly decreasing, and his shield began to become unstable. When he realized that something was wrong, he raised his hand and instantly cast a spell.

A group of transparent air flow flew out.

Ren's pupils contracted, and the moment Mytil cast the spell, he recognized that it was an air blast.

This spell originally only had one ring, but it was upgraded to the fourth ring by Maitre, and he mastered the instant super magic skill.

Sihuan's air blast technique!

Ren didn't even think about it, and launched a flash.

When his figure appeared more than twenty meters away, he charged immediately, trying to get further away.

Clap!

A strange howl exploded at the position just now, the air collapsed inward, and then burst out instantly, forming a white shock wave that spread outward like lightning.

In the shock wave, there are countless wind blades, like sharp blades, cutting crazily.

Ren, who was charging, couldn't dodge. Several wind blades cut on his back, and the thorny electric armor emerged, sending out crackling electric currents, blocking this wave of attacks.

Ren turned around and found a hole in the grass.

The ground with a radius of 30 meters was cut into hundreds of scratches. If someone was in it and couldn't resist it, he would be cut into pieces.

"The air blast technique has such power, the legendary wizard is really scary."

Ren turned his gun and continued to shoot.

However, after Maitre threw the air blast, the second spell had already been cast, and a wind wall was in front of him, while the white mist spread, blocking his vision.

"What a quick response."

Ren couldn't help but admire the opponent's combat experience.

This legendary elementalist was born in the floating city of Wezeland. He is a typical Modu wizard who specializes in a small number of spells, most of which are related to wind elements.

The bullet hit the wind wall and still penetrated through, but its power was weakened by a layer.

After passing through the wall, the bullet could no longer pose a threat to Mytil.

The area of ​​the fog was getting bigger and bigger, and soon covered the large area of ​​grass in front of the castle. Maitre hid in the fog and calmly cast spells.

But what he didn't know was that the fog couldn't block Ren's vision at all.

In the eyes of the soul, an element of Maitre lights up. This is a five-ringed "summoning wind element", which can summon powerful servants from the plane of the wind element.

The wind wall is still there, the machine gun bullets cannot cause a strong attack on the shield, and the distance is too far to interrupt the opponent's spell.

Out of the corner of Ren's eye, he saw a slim figure flash by, and with a heart move, he turned and retreated down the hillside.

A few seconds later, two huge wind elements appeared from the mist. They had a giant body shape, over six meters high, and their bodies were translucent. They were surrounded by whirlwinds at extremely fast speeds, like two hurricanes sweeping towards them. Wherever they pass, grass clippings and dust are rolled up all over the sky.

At this time, Renn had already retreated to the foot of the mountain, distanced himself from Maitre, and exceeded his spell casting range.

The wind element rushed down from the hillside.

There was a flash of light in Ren's eyes, and the will of truth saw through the virtual and the real, and went straight to the depths of the wind element's body, and found a crystal clear core, only the size of a finger, like a blue gem.

The location of this core is constantly changing, and ordinary people can't find it at all, and have no chance to attack it.

Ren's eyes locked on the core.

The machine gun spewed flames.

The bullets whizzed out, hitting a wind elemental body continuously, piercing through its protective whirlwind, penetrating in, and hitting the core with great precision, blowing it up.

The wind element let out a wail, and the tall body disappeared in a gust of wind.

After a few gunshots, another wind element also went with the wind.

Maitre, who was in the mist, was full of astonishment. The wind element he summoned was equivalent to a high-level giant, and he didn't expect to be able to kill Ren. As long as it played the role of restraining the enemy, he was wiped out as soon as he came out.

He visually measured the distance to Ren, and found that it was too far.

None of his own spells can attack.

This made Matil feel absurd. Wizards always hope to keep the distance from the enemy as far as possible. The first principle of fighting is not to let the enemy approach.

In the immediate situation, it is necessary to take the initiative to close the distance.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and suddenly felt very tricky.

Maitre quickly thought of a way, waved his staff, released a wind wall again, and landed in the middle of the hillside.

Behind the wind wall, a large swath of fog diffused.

Then he opened a random door, leading to the mist on the hillside, and stepped in.

Standing in the fog, Maitre looked at Ren's position and couldn't help being startled, but he couldn't find Ren's figure.

"He's gone invisible."

Maitre did not forget that according to the information of the new Earl of Glamorgan, the other party is a battle wizard who also has the ability to cast spells. He also cast fireball and flash just now.

He immediately blessed himself with the insight technique, ready to find the trace of Ren.

Seeing through the illusion, I searched the city wall under the hillside, but found nothing.

Maitil suddenly realized that something was wrong. Insight and invisibility both had three rings, and the two restrained each other. Whoever had the higher number of magic rings would have the advantage.

His insight technique has not been improved, and he is still the third ring, but he can't see the enemy.

This shows that Ren's invisibility is higher than the third ring!

"There are other wizards who are secretly intervening."

This thought flashed through Maitre's mind, and he suddenly noticed a magical wave appearing behind him, within the range of the fog, only a few steps away!

Without thinking about it, he launched a flash and fled.

However, the flash failed this time, and he was still in place, a purple ring with a diameter of about three meters emerged around, and there were faint runes floating in the air.

"The Ring of Imprisonment!"

Maitre screamed in shock, this is the five-ring arcane art, which locks the space in the ring, prohibits teleportation and flashing, and can only be mastered by arcanists above legend.

He turned around sharply, and saw Ren coming out of a random door, the weapon in his hand spouted flames.

da da da da...

At such a short distance, the bullets poured on the shield like splashing water, causing violent fluctuations.

The soul power fell like a dike, hitting Maitre back again and again, and the ring of imprisonment also followed, making it impossible for him to escape quickly.

bang bang bang!

The bullets of the machine gun hit the same point on the shield, forming a resonance effect, and it only takes a few seconds to break the shield.

Maitre's face turned pale, and he raised his hand with a gas blast, trying to blow up Rennes.

However, after raising his hand, the air blast did not appear.

The spell has been countered!

Maitre looked desperate. This must be the work of the legendary arcanist who was hiding in the dark. He didn't care about Ren. Fortunately, the flying technique was still there, and he flew into the air, trying to escape.

Da da da da, the gunfire never stopped for a second.

Maitre's speed is very fast, flying higher and higher, but the shield on his body is getting thinner and thinner, and his flight is unstable.

Snapped!

With a bang, the shield was finally exploded, and Mytil fell from mid-air.