The alloy obtained by uranium and titanium can reach 2.5 times the hardness of the rigid, and the addition of some zirconium will reach 4 times the hardness of steel, and then add some sharp edge crystal, that is, vanadium, for quenching, then it will skyrocket to a terrifying 8 times the hardness of steel, and the uranium alloy made into slender alloy needles will be the most terrifying core of the Avenger cannon.

Remove the loaded ammunition box, take out all the 400 rounds inside, remove the warheads one by one, and reassemble them.

This time, the uranium alloy with spontaneous combustion characteristics does not need magic copper metal, and the shell of the cannon bullet and the armor-piercing inner core are replaced, but the weight of the bullet has not decreased much, after all, the terrible density of the uranium alloy is there. Similarly, due to the increase in the density of the material, the space occupied by the interior is reduced, and there is a large amount of space for explosives.

After assembling all 400 shells in a few hours, Karel once again mounted the ammunition box to the cannon and locked it up, making the Avengers at least 30% more powerful than even Karel could afford to fire.

Such a good thing, it is reasonable not to invite the old tiger king with outstretched claws to eat?

As for the school, Karel also came to the door and said lightly, regardless of whether he disagreed, just kidding, this broken school has allowed others to come in and kill its own students, and if the students are not allowed to retaliate, they are not afraid that Karel will use the Avenger to destroy his principal's office first?

Schools are all cheating! Karel said to himself firmly.

The liquid energy is injected into the engine, and the high-energy reaction takes place, and the blue-purple flame pushes the VTOL slowly into the air with strong thrust, and then begins to move to the northwest, from slow to fast, and finally reaches the peak speed, speed of 800 km/h.

More than twice as fast as the world's fastest dragon and half as fast as an engineering gyroplane.

In fact, Karel's accelerator lever has not been pushed to the bottom, but if it speeds up again, the plane will tremble, there must be something wrong with the design, but it is too late to rectify it now, at least for now, it doesn't need to be fast.

At 1,000 meters in the air, the fast-flying VTOL drew four long white traces and flew in the direction of the Orc Empire in the night.

In the early morning, the morning sun is born, and the golden holy light is sprinkled all over the earth, which is the favorite scenery of the fox lord Fortrich, under the newborn sunrise, you have to drink hot coffee and eat exquisite breakfast, what a wonderful enjoyment!

However, now Fortrick is not in the mood to eat breakfast at all, as for why? It's not because of that damn Lulin, who eats inside and out! And that elf!

When Lu Lintong guò Sky Fox trial, officially transformed into the Sky Fox, not to mention how happy he was, Sky Fox has always been the most powerful prophet among the orcs, the representative of the Tiger Queen, at this time, Ford Creek is dreaming of becoming a royal prince and noble, that is a real step to the sky, holding a high-quality thigh that is extremely thick.

However, in the next moment, the dream was shattered, and the thighs were gone.

According to the convention, the Tiger King proposed to Sky Fox, and under normal circumstances, Sky Fox was ashamed to agree, and then the two came together, representing the combination of orc strength and wisdom, followed by a lot of invisible interest exchange What a mess.

But what about now? Jeon Nyima is ruined! What does it mean that I already have someone I like? What do you mean that I am no longer a virgin? These two sentences instantly frightened Fortrick into fainting, it was not the Sky Fox who was in the body, it was the first time in thousands of years.

"This damn elf!" Futrick was so angry that he picked up a vase and threw it on the ground!

"Looks like you have a bit of an opinion about me?" Just as Forttrick was so angry that he threw the vase, an unfamiliar word startled him. You know, this is the fox lord's study, no one can enter without permission, Fortrick turned his head and found that on the seat that belonged to him, there was an elf sitting, drinking his own coffee and eating his own breakfast!

"Bastard! Who are you? How can you sit there? Guard! Guard! Seeing a stranger sitting in his place, Fortrick was dizzy and began to call out his guard, as the fox lord, there are many good players under him, after all, the higher the position, the more dangerous it is.

It stands to reason that there should be a fox shaman and a fox assassin outside the door, and they belong to Fortrick's personal guard, but this has been a while and there has been no movement at all.

Boom! Boom! There were two muffled sounds, and Fortrick stared intently, and his two guards were lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Who are you?" Fortrick, who was nearly 80 years old, had never seen any kind of scene, and after the initial panic, he calmed down.

"Oh, you're a funny question, you're scolding me just now, and now you're asking who I am?" Karel still eats a mouthful of bread and a mouthful of coffee, the bread slices are crispy and delicious, and the coffee is even more fragrant, driving away all sleepiness.

"You! It turned out to be you little bastard! Fortrick stepped forward quickly, pointing at Karell's face and scolding.

"Uh-huh, it's me." Karel smiled and showed her hideous back molars.

"You! You! Seeing Karel's indifferent face, Fortrick couldn't hold back his words, and then snatched the coffee pot from Karel's hand, snatched the toast on the table, stuffed the bread into his mouth, and then poured the coffee.

The coffee was freshly brewed, and you can imagine how hot it was, and Fortrick was first burned to the tongue, then choked on the bread slices to his throat, and was out of breath rolling on the ground and beating his chest.

Bang! Karel slapped Fordrick in the back, squirting out everything that had choked Fordrick.

"Well, young man, what do you want." In an instant, Fortrick seemed to be dozens of years old, such a long time, enough for himself to go up and down several times, but there was still no noisy sound, so it could only prove that the guy in front of him had solved all his guards.

"You see, I am an elf, an elf who yearns for peace and freedom." Karel pointed to his ear, "Freedom is manifold, and emotional freedom is also counted, but someone interfered with my freedom. ”

"You want to deal with the Tiger King?" Fortrick said bitterly.

"That's right, Lulene is mine, anyone who thinks badly of her, too! Want! Die! "Although he doesn't feel murderous, Fortrick is still cold, and there is no murderous assassin, is there a more difficult opponent than this?