The night attack fired the bullets, and the body squatted suddenly, and the next moment, five bullets in a row passed through the area where he was standing in the previous second, and the eardrum stimulated by the sound of the crackling of the air was painful.

(What exactly?) ）

With the force under his feet, he came to the black-haired girl who was more than twenty meters away and held a pistol in just a few seconds--cut down!

However, nothing was chopped.

The sharp sword wind drew a narrow crack on the ground, but the original figure disappeared without a trace.

"Pounds"

Turning around to block the bullet, Lin Xuan's brows furrowed deeply.

(Not the speed, no afterimage, no wind - if it was really speed that I couldn't observe, it definitely broke the sound barrier)

Seeing that the simple two pistols were still useless, the black-haired girl threw away the pistol in her hand and took it out of the disc that suddenly appeared on her right hand.

Remington M870 shotgun, caliber 12, full gun weight 3.60kg, equipped with 12× 23/4in shotgun.

The black hole pointed to Lin Xuan, and the black-haired girl pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Step your right foot forward.

"Trample—"

"Bang--" The bullet was discharged and the skill release was completed almost at the same moment, and the overlapping sound spread far away.

The night attack fired four bullets that did not deviate from the trajectory, but the fifth one directly sank into the flank, but it did not hinder the movement, and only 17 HP points were deducted, which Lin Xuan did not expect.

(Because of your constitution?) ）

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan directly added three of the five free attribute points to Constitution, and the remaining two to Agility.

Strength: 30 (10 for the average adult)

Constitution: 24 (10 by the average adult standard)

Dexterity: 27 (10 as a normal adult)

Spirit: 15 (10 by the average adult standard)

Defense and speed are extremely important against modern weapons, and the weapon holder's fragile defense is almost negligible compared to the huge lethality of the weapon, but the one in front of him seems to be a little different.

After the aftermath of the trampling dissipated, the black-haired girl was not avoided or knocked away as Lin Xuan intended, but relied on the halo diffused from the disc in her right hand to block it.

(It can store weapons, it can be used as a means of defense, but I don't know if that weird movement is because of the disc...... ）

The night attack is on the side, and the attack will continue to be carried out.

Obviously there is no trace of movement on the body, but there is a sudden dizziness similar to excessive movement in the consciousness, the floor under the feet, the surrounding walls, and the ceiling above all seem to have been driven and distorted, and when the sudden dizziness stops, the surrounding environment has changed greatly.

This distorted space, although the details are different, the feeling is extremely familiar.

"Witch ......"

The black-haired girl on the opposite side whispered to herself for Lin Xuan to catch, and looked at her eyes...... Does this seem to have been anticipated?

There is no clear relationship between friend and foe, and Lin Xuan doesn't want to continue fighting in this environment. Moreover, the target's current situation is not clear, if Lin Xuan and the black-haired girl are killed by the so-called witch when they fight, it will be contrary to the original intention.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan put down the night attack.

"How's that for a temporary truce?"

"......" The black-haired girl's eyes flickered, and she didn't speak, so Lin Xuan took her as a default.

It's time to turn around.

"Bang"

"Bell"

The long sword swung far away, and the huge strength made Lin Xuan have to rely on retreat to slow down his strength.

Look up.

Barrett m82A1, weight 12.9 kg, caliber .50Bmg, muzzle velocity 853 m / s, accurate and effective fire 1850 m, maximum range 6800 m, use sub-moa ammunition

Whether it is the appearance or the power is far from the description, but the appearance is similar?

Even so, this heavy weapon can pose a certain threat to Lin Xuan.

"Your target shouldn't be me" At the moment of emergency, this kind of unnecessary battle is what Lin Xuan has always wanted to avoid, mainly because he still can't understand her way to dodge.

“…… Madoka will be fine there."

Calibrate the muzzle again.

Lin Xuan didn't dodge or dodge, and asked with interest, "How do you know?" ”

"Looks like Cuppy hasn't told you about it either......"

"Kewpie?" Who's this?

“…… You really don't know? The black-haired girl also seemed to be a little shaken.

"From the beginning, it was the hostility you showed first"

"......" sounded halfway, and the black-haired girl put away Barrett Pseudo in her hand. Lin Xuan noticed this detail-

(Sure enough, it relies on that disc storage)

"I don't know what exactly you're approaching Madoka for, but, I hope this is the last time!" After saying it in a cold tone that could not be questioned, she left without looking back.

Direction, the direction of the target's escape before form.

(It can be inferred from her words that, first, she is not in general with the target, a girl named Madoka, but the problem is that the target seems completely unfamiliar with her; Second, she had a hostile relationship with her named Kewpie, and at first she thought I was sent by the one named Kewpie...... ）

Watching the girl's departing back, after she was out of sight, Lin Xuan began to move forward.

(Third, this distorted space - is it called a witch?) Then, the one I saw at the beginning should be quite a powerful witch...... I just don't know why the target is there, and the witch didn't reappear)

Around, black butterflies fluttered around, silently surrounding Lin Xuan in the middle.

As if noticing the movements of those pitch-black butterflies, Lin Xuan pulled out the night attack that was stuck in the ground—even if it was bombarded by a heavy sniper rifle at close range, the top was still unharmed.

This sword shouldn't be that simple......

(Fourth...... The pitch-black butterfly, which had approached a distance of five meters, swooped down—

In his left hand, he held the rune sword behind his back, "Whirl-"

The sharp sword qi slashed and shattered the black butterfly that rushed up, and the distorted space around it seemed to be torn apart, shrinking towards the center of the continuous whirlwind, that is, where Lin Xuan was, but it was cut off by a huge circular sword qi.

"Hiss"

A light step.

Lin Xuanlian took the ground around him five meters and fell downward.

(This space seems to be able to be broken with greater force)

As soon as he landed on the next floor, the surrounding environment had returned to its original appearance, but the distorted feeling spread down along the circular void, Lin Xuan didn't have any dodging moves, after the test, he still had something to do......