Chapter 10: The Magic Catapult Shooter
Streamers jump in the night sky, draw straight lines, and shoot electricity.
The impact of the full force, Ye You had no doubt that even an armored vehicle could penetrate like paper.
In fact, the walls of the room are already full of holes after the first round.
At this moment, the second streamer also meandered, and Joan of Arc waved the flag, and slammed it forward, making a crisp sound, and shot it down again.
Only then did Ye You see what the streamer was.
It is a yellow copper bullet, the warhead has been squeezed and deformed, and the diameter of the bullet tail is about the size of a thumb.
With such a thick bullet, I am afraid that only the M2HB machine gun mounted on the combat vehicle can be fired.
But it was obvious that the bullets of the machine gun could not be crooked, nor would they glow white as if they were attached to magic.
No matter how you think about it, you've met a superpower. If I had to call it, it would be a magic bullet, and the person who sent it was the magic bullet shooter.
Why did you attack yourself? It doesn't matter anymore.
Between the lightning and flint, Ye Youyou jumped up violently, extinguishing the lights in the room, and the window that had lost the light source became pitch black.
With the last impression, Ye You pulled Joan of Arc to the next room, the two of them stuck to the wall, and the probe quietly looked out of the window.
"Can you see who it is?"
Ye You asked.
Joan of Arc's eyes were infused with magic as she looked in the direction the bullets were flying, her vision moving forward.
On the rooftop, about 3 kilometers away, a woman in a black oversuit is holding an old-fashioned ornate double-barreled gun, opening the chamber and manually unshelling and reloading.
Joan of Arc naturally couldn't understand the meaning of her action, but instinctively felt that it was related to the magic bullet just now.
"Master, it's a woman, on the tallest building next to the Tianxin Garden community. Holding a long tubular iron tool in your hand, a magic guide? β
Immediately afterward, the man was seen holding up the barrel of his gun and aiming in this direction with one eye.
Bang β
Another magic projectile came.
Joan of Arc's eyes condensed slightly, and she stabbed forward with the flagpole to shoot down the magic bullet again.
Can you still see us?
Ye You frowned.
It appears that the man has reconnaissance skills that have nothing to do with optical visuals.
Ye You had no doubt that if he was hit by that magic bullet, he would inevitably die on the spot.
Fear and anger came together. But unexpectedly, there is another feeling that jumps in the blood and makes cheers, and that is excitement.
All kinds of emotions filled his heart, and Ye You forced himself to calm down and quickly analyze the current form.
There is Joan of Arc on his side, and his combat power is unknown, but at least he has the level of an ordinary servant, thinking of this, Ye You's heart is settled.
I also have magic power, and although I can't cast spells, I can use my magic power like an arm, and I can concentrate it in one point, and the power of the explosion is not to be underestimated.
The opponent should be a sniper-type assassin, and his melee ability will be relatively weak. has been in a long-distance confrontation, and his side is only beaten.
And the motives of the other party are unknown, why attack themselves? If you don't know this, you will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future, and you must always be on guard against someone who can snipe you from 3,000 meters away.
From what I had just observed, it would take a few seconds for the man's two magic bullets to reload.
After the four magic bullets on the ground were shot down by Joan of Arc, Ye Youmeng stood up, his magic power ran to his heels, and kicked open the anti-theft net of the window.
"Joan of Arc!"
Ye You shouted, "Take me, assault." β
Considering the possibility of companionship, Ye You couldn't let himself be separated from Joan of Arc.
"Yes! masterοΌ β
Joan of Arc picked up Ye You, stepped on the floor with the soles of his feet, and shot out like cannonballs, landed on the roof, and then jumped again.
Seeing Joan of Arc coming straight to this side, the magic catapult shooter's pupils were also stagnant, and he immediately gave up his plan to continue sniping.
Put away the gun and jump downstairs, the movement is agile and fast, without the slightest drag.
"Master, she's gone."
"Chase!"
Ye You stuck to Joan of Arc, hugged her neck and said.
Joan of Arc hummed and sped up again, and Ye You heard the whirring night wind whistling in his ears.
One runs on the ground and the other chases on the rooftop, which doesn't seem like the best way to escape.
If she really wanted to escape, she should have plunged headlong into the streets and alleys, using the complicated terrain to escape the pursuit.
"Joan of Arc, beware of ambushes."
"Hmm."
Soon, the Devil Archer came to the outskirts, where she sprinted on the national highway with outer lakes on both sides. Joan of Arc also fell to the ground and was in hot pursuit.
Occasionally, cars pass by on the road, and the owner can only see a fleeting black shadow, and he thinks he has hallucinated.
Turning the corner, the Magic Catapult Shooter jumped off the national highway and ran by the lake, in front of which was a hill, and the undulating black outline could be seen, and the soles of her feet accelerated, sweeping towards that side.
"Put me down."
Joan of Arc instantly understood Ye You's intentions, and even if the other party still had companions halfway through the pursuit, he couldn't react.
She put down Ye You, bent her knees, charged her strength, and shot out violently, and the ground under her feet was trampled to cracks.
The distance between the two shrinks at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Joan of Arc jumps and throws the flag in the form of a javelin at the trajectory of the Magic Bullet Shooter's advance.
The banner with the magic power of the chaste was inserted into the earth, creating a huge explosion, with the flag as the center, the ground rolled like a wave, and the shock wave suddenly spread, and the petite man who was not in a hurry was blown away like a balloon.
By the time she was on her feet, Joan of Arc had stopped in front of her.
"Who are you?"
Joan of Arc asked, looking at the man, an unfamiliar face.
She didn't reply, her eyes wandering, looking for an opportunity to escape.
"Why did you attack us?"
Joan of Arc asked again.
At this time, Ye You also hurried over with magic in his feet, and shouted from afar,
"Joan of Arc! Subdue her first! Then he added: "Incapacitate her."
The moment he heard this, the magic archer hurriedly moved, but Joan of Arc was faster than her.
In the blink of an eye, the fist containing the power landed on the shoulder of the magic bullet shooter, and she snorted, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and she flew upside down.
Ye You rushed over, looking at the half-dead magic bullet shooter who fell to the ground, Ye You raised a thumbs up to Joan of Arc.
"Well done."
Ye You squatted down and poked her injured shoulder, "Don't play dead, ask you a few questions." β
The magic catapult snorted painfully and looked at Ye You angrily.
"What kind of eyes are you? You're here to kill me, believe it or not, I'm going to hammer your dog's head, tie it to a stone, and throw it into the lake. β
Ye You poked her injured shoulder harder again.
The demon catapult shooter's forehead was sweating profusely, and he said weakly, "What do you want to ask?"
Ye You was about to ask a question, when he suddenly saw a familiar panel, which was fixed in front of this magic catapult shooter, and there was a text display.
System?
It's the system again!
I'll go, now the system doesn't want money wholesale!