In the ruins of the floor, Zhou Li's fingers clenched the bullet like a rock, pulling it out from his waist, and suddenly felt an unexpected weight.

Just holding it in his hand, there was a burst of biting coldness spreading, and with it, there was a strong sense of crisis.

It's like holding a grenade that's about to explode, and the illusion of shattering your bones is terrifying.

If it weren't for the fact that he had looked up the dictionary and read the instructions in just a few pages with the mechanical translation of a translator, Zhou Li would never have thought that the truly precious place of the 'Burning Rack' would be here.

A whole set of alchemy armaments, most of which were not consumed on the 'burner', but were used to make the 'bullets' in Zhou Li's hands.

There were a total of thirteen special bullets, each of which required unimaginable effort and materials, and the makers called them by the names of the thirteen disciples.

Thirteen bullets are thirteen saints.

They are the true body of the stake, and they are also the real horror of this set of alchemy weapons, and only when they are used, the 'burner' will show its true power!

"That's good enough, isn't it?"

Zhou Li clenched the heavy bullet and filled it into the chamber with a cold smile, and in an instant, a low resonance sounded, making him suddenly feel the throbbing from his heart.

As if a part of himself had returned to his body, the 'burn rack' in Zhou Li's hand trembled with joy and anticipation.

Perhaps this is the obsession that craftsmen have when making them?

When the 'saints' embark on the path of suffering, the existence of the 'burning' has meaning!

So, it really came to life.

"Are you excited?"

Zhou Li muttered to himself and laughed in a low voice.

He could feel the tree diagram spreading above his heart drawing his power, spreading the silver web to the stake once more.

This is another assimilation and connection, and in the snap of his fingers, the stake rack in Zhou Li's hand has been completely eroded by the tree diagram from the mouth of his heart and integrated into his grasp.

Once again, Zhou Li experienced the feeling of being one with the weapon of killing.

In the dark night, the cyan pupils began to burn, and the heavy burner was lifted by Zhou Li again, aiming at the dark and messy streets far away.

At this moment, the crazy human wolf was only one step away from Wang Yin.

And this 'one step away' is an insurmountable abyss!

The faint sound of the piano in the void went again, rushing and spinning like a flood, and the leader's thinking continued to accelerate until the hustle and bustle of the world was shattered, and everything turned into a meaningless long strange sound.

Once again, the 'acceleration' begins!

In the silence of time, the pitch-black body of the spear reflected the cold moonlight, and the killing intent like a living creature awakened.

Ever since its first parts were manufactured, it has been destined to be a weapon of killing.

Only the moment it takes its life does its existence have meaning.

And at this moment, under the stimulation of Zhou Li's murderous machine, its soul once again made a longing sound, guiding Zhou Li's movements to begin to make subtle changes.

It's incredibly smooth and swift, and in just a split second, the icy cross in the scope has locked the mad man-wolf.

In this slow-to-near-stagnant world, Zhou Li's cyan pupils could clearly see through the scope and see every rancid hair on the human wolf's body.

So, he laughed and whispered, "Please die." ”

The trigger was pulled, and the flames that burned the saints were finally ignited.

In the next moment, the bullet inscribed with the name of 'Jacob' was completely released, causing the 'burner' to roar at the stake!

The thunderbolt of destruction condensed into an invincible ray of frost and cold brilliance, spewing out the chamber of the spear, and the sharp light like a blade cut through the dark night sky, shattering the dark world into powder!

Piercing through the stagnant time, everything between heaven and earth is overshadowed by the sparkle of this moment.

The dazzling is like tearing the retina of a person, and the galloping thunder tears the air and falls from the sky!

The thunder lit up the night, tearing the earth beneath his feet like a whip of God, disintegrating everything in his path into dust.

And it was enough to completely compare to the full force of the third stage of the 'electromagnetic ability', and in an instant, the anger of the 'saint' and the 'flame' of the burner had been tilted on the human wolf's body without reservation.

The blue shattering light carried a frosty cold, instantly turning most of the flesh and blood of the human wolf's skin and half of the body into charcoal, and the blood was almost boiling in the instantaneous heat, turning into a blood mist gushing out.

This time, it didn't even have the power to roar.

In an instant, the huge magnetic field and ions generated were intertwined and burst out, and all electrical appliances and circuits within a radius of a kilometer were overloaded, scorched, and emitted black smoke at this moment.

The dim glow of the streetlight flickered for a moment, then went out and burst completely.

And at that moment, Wang Yin ejected as if he had received a hammer under the huge impact, and rolled to the ground.

The condensed ray of thunder did not leak into his body and save his life, but the instantaneous heat burned his arms and ignited his coat.

Looking at the miserable human wolf flickering in the thunder in a daze, he finally reacted, got up with all his strength, and stumbled into the distance.

Watching Wang Yin flee in the scope, Zhou Li wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and whispered hoarsely: "It's just for your favor...... It's just that it's too much of a loss to repay this favor. ”

The moment he pulled the trigger, the shock force from the butt of the gun was so huge that it was beyond his expectations, and it almost hit him in the head.

The instantaneous impact shook his internal organs, and his throat and mouth were filled with the rusty smell of blood.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, he raised the stake in his hand again, and whispered: "I don't believe you are not ...... Nima, really not dead? ”

In the remnants of the electric light, the mass of human figures that had been completely turned into char by the thunder suddenly cracked.

With a hoarse roar, the huge body of the human wolf was already a blur of flesh and blood, and with its movements, the charred fur and skin peeled off from the flesh in an instant, as if it had just been brutally stripped and tortured.

Strange sticky pus dripped, from its already blood-red skin, giving off a warm, rancid smell like rotten pork that had been cooked in a pot for two hours.

The saint - 'jacob' (Jacob), the attribute is the thunder of violence that destroys all things in one fell swoop. (Note 1)

Zhou Li, who reacted instantly, couldn't help but feel a little pity - if it was within five hundred meters, the human wolf would definitely have completely charred and collapsed from the inside out at this moment.

The distance protected him, but also because of the distance, the power of the bullet was weakened.

Spanning a distance of six thousand meters, even the most powerful thunder would be weakened by the impurities in the air, even in the dry weather of winter, it would be weakened by nearly half.

If this is in the middle of a rainstorm, the effective distance may only be a few tens of meters.

However, such a long-distance attack, even an ordinary third-stage 'electromagnetic ability' can't be easily done, from this point of view, the stake rack in Zhou Li's hand is indeed a rare boutique among the 'alchemy arms', and it is almost only one point away from being able to be promoted to the category of 'Apocalypse Arms'.

It's just that what Zhou Li didn't know was that the weapons that had reached this level were all collected in the hands of various capable associations, and even kept secret and regarded as precious resources.

Just like the 'Broken Iron Awl' in Yao Huche's hand, and the 'Sword of Sorrow' in the hands of Ghost Cut, it was inherited from the hands of the previous 'Ghost Cut' and 'Tiger Che' along with their 'titles', and it was not something that could be bought with money at all.

Even if it is a slightly inferior 'burner', how can it be easily started by Zhou Li?

It was impossible for him to think about it at this moment, and he didn't have time to think about these things anymore, and with a low laugh, he stood up against the cracked wall and raised his gun again into the distance.

He had been prepared for this as early as when he pulled the trigger, and at this moment the violent human wolf had completely lost his mind, and his position had been completely exposed with several attacks.

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(Note 1: Because of his temper, Jesus called Jacob and his brothers sons of thunder.) So it's set to a thunderbolt type magic bullet here. ）

Thanks to the tips of Worm Drift, Hudsonde, and Devouring Dawn