By the time he left Osa's blacksmith's shop, Murray had finally solved a mystery that had puzzled him for five years.

For five years, Murray has been immersed in his own world, not really integrating into the Western world, and at the same time immersing himself in learning Western skills.

It's just that I don't have any opportunity to show it, so I always stay in the confusion and don't find a way to solve the confusion.

The appearance of the witch Sariya carrying the dragon's heart is an extraordinary opportunity, and in order to maintain the dragon's heart, she has used everything she has learned in the past five years.

It wasn't until before, in the blacksmith's shop, that he finally woke up to the ink immersed in his own world.

I am a native of the Dragon Country, a mechanic of the dragon, and I have mechanical skills in my hands, so why do I have to use other people's skills?

Thinking of this, Murray decides to give up repairing the dragon's heart by magic, and instead repair it in a way that he is good at.

Following Murry back to the market between the upper and lower towns, Saria couldn't help but whisper after walking some distance, "Do you really think that you can repair the dragon heart in your way? Haven't you tried it before? It doesn't seem that you can repair the dragon heart, right? What if it doesn't work?"

Hearing the doubts of Salia beside him, Murray smiled and reassured: "Don't worry, I will be very careful, and I will definitely not fail." ”

Hearing this, in the face of the self-confidence of the young man of the Dragon Kingdom, Salia could only be silent, after all, she definitely didn't understand the matter of repairing the dragon's heart.

The two of them walked around the market again, and Murray unceremoniously bought something.

One of the most incredible things for Saria is that the young man of the Dragon Kingdom actually bought a piece of devil's blood.

Looking at the bucket of black viscous liquid, Saria couldn't help but whisper, "Are you sure you want to buy this thing? This is the devil's blood, what are you buying it for?"

Murray was stunned for a moment when he heard this, looked down at the contents of the bucket, and then smiled and whispered: "It's okay, this is actually not the blood of the devil." ”

In fact, what Murray bought was a barrel of "stone oil", which was pitch black and sticky, and looked a little like blood.

Moreover, this thing is very flammable and explosive, and a bad one may cause a very deadly disaster, so Westerners regard it as "devil's blood".

But as a mechanic, Murray knew very well that this kind of stuff could be very useful if used wisely.

Just as Murray was about to continue explaining to Salia, he suddenly heard a voice asking, "Boss, how are you going to sell all this black oil?"

Immediately afterwards, the obscene boss who sold Moli Stone Oil replied: "I'm sorry, this little brother has already bought all the barrels just now." ”

Almost at the same time as the other party looked this way, Murray also raised his head to look at the other party, and the eyes of the two people instantly met.

The next moment, the other party's eyes flashed with surprise, while Mori's eyes faintly revealed a hint of surprise.

Sensing that something was wrong, Saria looked up to follow Murry's gaze to see who would buy the black oil.

But at the moment when he was about to raise his head, he suddenly felt as if his body was frozen, and there was no way to make any more movements.

No, it's not that you're frozen, it's time, it's time that is suddenly frozen, and time stops flowing and everything comes to a standstill.

Mori's pupils shrank, and he saw the strange joy on the other party's face.

Almost without thinking about it, he pulled out the flintlock pistol in the pouch at his waist, and pulled the trigger at the same time as the other party suddenly opened fire.

"Bang, bang" At the same time as the gunshot rang out, time resumed flowing in an instant, and no one noticed the previous changes in the market, and everyone continued to be busy.

Saria subconsciously glanced to her side, and saw that the dragon country boy next to her was no longer there, and the other one who wanted to buy stone oil before was gone.

Knowing that the two guys should be going to settle some grievances, the witch can only clean up the things that were left behind for the young man of the Dragon Kingdom.

After packing up everything, I found a special porter in the market and told them the address of Murray's house.

After seeing the porter leave, the witch turned and disappeared into the crowd, and soon disappeared into the bustling crowd of the market.

The continuous gunfire of "bang, bang, bang" was simply deafening, but the two people who fired the guns never stopped, just like that, in the process of running and moving, mechanically pulling the trigger again and again, trying to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Bullets fly, each bullet always draws a strange arc, and then appears from an unusually tricky angle to hit the point.

However, when the bullet is about to hit the vital point, a bullet will suddenly burst out and knock away the bullet that hit the vital point.

The two figures became faster and faster, and finally seemed to turn into two streamers, constantly intersecting and colliding, mercilessly trying to kill each other.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that two people who fought so crazy would be compatriots.

After a fruitless struggle, the two men stopped for the first time and stood opposite each other on the roof.

"My name is Chi Hong, it seems that you should be from my father and grandfather's mouth, from my hometown in the Far East, right?"

Hearing the title "hometown" from the other party's mouth did not make Mo Li feel the slightest sense of intimacy, but a trace of anger.

The young man in front of him looked like a seven-point Oriental in appearance, but the tall nose bridge and brown eyes indicated that the other party should have some Western blood in addition to the Eastern blood.

Then the identity of the other party is about to come out, it is the descendants of those dragon people who betrayed the dragon country and stole the dragon back then.

It can also be said that the other side is his own compatriots in the West, but apparently he is also his own enemy.

After a moment of silence, Chi Hong frowned slightly and asked, "What?

Murray shook his head: "There's no need for that, you and I are not compatriots. ”

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Murray continued: "I can feel the magic aura that only Westerners can have from you. ”

Chi Hong was stunned for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I thought I could hide it from you." ”

Immediately after, Chi Hong casually threw away the firearm in his hand, moved his mechanical wrist, reached out and tore apart a Void Flame Peak very casually, and pulled out a strangely shaped mechanical staff made of very delicate parts from one of them.

When the staff hit the ground, a magical light was released in an instant, and it instantly spread to Mori's feet.

Murray stood still, watching the magical light spread under his feet, and the powerful magic power was no longer lost to Salia.

At this moment, the guy in front of him, who had part of the same blood as himself, except for the face that looked like an Easterner, was completely a Western magician, and the magic field released by the mechanical staff instantly swallowed Mori.