"But the junior doesn't need to worry too much, even if the Paladin's bloodline has skyrocketed to surpass the A-level, he can't use the Spirit of Words too many times.

The dustless land is considered to be a more dangerous level among ordinary spirits, and it consumes more physical strength. ”

Albert pointed to two locations on the building plan, "All the two of us need to do is to ambush here, pinn down and intercept the [Paladin] if necessary, and cut off his retreat."

It doesn't take long, it's enough to give the other commissioners enough time to fire out. ”

The two locations Albert refers to are the third-floor attics of the halls on either side of the church, adjacent to the windows, which have a relatively open view and can snipe at mission targets, and if necessary, jump from the windows for white-knuckle combat.

"I'll go here."

Ai Kun pointed to the guild hall on the left, the height, building structure, and distance from the church on both sides were basically the same, and there was nothing to pick.

"Yes."

Albert looked at the wooden knife on Ai Kun's waist, "Junior brother, didn't you bring any other weapons with you when you came?" ”

Many half-bloods in the academy who are proficient in melee combat and have excellent bloodline levels basically have their own alchemy weapons, some of which are provided by the half-blood family, and the other part is equipped by the equipment department.

Albert's alchemical weapon was an Aztec saw, shaped like a saw, with a double-sided blade about 110 centimeters long, which was placed next to the pulpit in the church.

Originally, it was thought that Ai Kun would come from a half-blood family and bring his own alchemy weapon, and no matter how bad it was, he would bring a conventional metal weapon with high hardness.

Unexpectedly, he only brought a wooden knife, which Albert had never thought of in any way.

Ai Kun held the handle of the wooden knife, and his fingers rubbed the three words of Toyako engraved on the hilt, "The wooden knife is enough." ”

The medium used to rely on the sword does not affect the strength of the sword, as long as it conforms to the conceptual meaning of "sword".

A wooden knife is undoubtedly more convenient than a real sword, and Ai Kun has not been checked by the Chicago police for the past few days carrying this wooden knife.

If it's a real steel sword, if you want to carry it around the streets without being noticed by the police, you may have to disguise it as an assault rifle.

"Here's what you're given."

Albert pulled out a revolver from behind his waist, "M.500 revolver, 2.32 kg net without bullets from the armament department."

With an effective range of 200 meters, the caliber is the same as the largest .50 version of the Desert Eagle series, reaching 12.7 mm, but the gunpowder load, bullet weight, and muzzle kinetic energy of the bullet are all stronger, and you can hardly find a more powerful pistol than this one.

The gun is now loaded with 5 rounds of Frigga bullets specially made by the Equipment Department, which quickly vaporize and anesthetize enemies upon impact, and are powerful enough to anesthetize an African elephant in 5 seconds.

And most importantly......"

Albert raised the pistol and showed the grip base to Ai Kun, "This pistol integrates MP3 function, and the two sockets of the grip base are SD card slots, which support reading up to 512G memory cards.

The other socket is a 3.5mm headphone jack, which is extremely advanced, and also supports connecting Bluetooth headsets. ”

"I like this."

Ai Kun took the pistol and couldn't put it down, who could refuse a large-caliber pistol with integrated MP3 function and 3.5mm headphone jack?

"I asked the equipment department to customize it."

Albert puffed out his chest, the pistol was the only weapon he had ever designed, and it was always a source of pride for him.

"When I go back, I also have to ask the equipment department to customize a wooden knife with MP3 function. However, give me this, senior, what do you use. ”

"I still have one, but unfortunately it doesn't have an integrated MP3 function."

Albert pulled out a pistol of the same type from behind his waist, the polymer material on the handle was slightly different in color.

Okay, then no problem.

Albert briefly taught Ai Kun a little way and skills to use this pistol, and patted Ai Kun on the chest, "You probably haven't received formal shooting training.

However, you can see that you are very strong and your hands are very steady, and you try to shoot at close range. ”

Within 20 at close range, Ai Kun's strength is enough for him to easily control this "hand cannon" with one hand, and he can shoot at close range with a certain degree of accuracy even if he is not trained.

After a brief exchange of tactics, and with a Bluetooth headset for communication, Ai Kun left the church and walked to the hall on the left, where scaffolding was placed in front of the closed glass door, on which a sign was hung "under renovation".

Slipped through the scaffolding, opened the glass door with the key given by Albert, pushed the door in, and relocked it from the inside.

The hall on the first floor is about 5 meters high, all lighting systems are turned off, the windows are also shaded by sunshade curtains, and the interior is dimly lit, and the black and white diamond-shaped floor resembles a chessboard for an international game of Go, or piano keys.

Noting down the layout of the first floor, Ai Kun went straight to the established location on the third floor, brought a few newspapers and spread them on the ground, and sat by the window to observe the situation in the church and its surroundings.

The newlyweds in the church are being held under the auspices of the priest, and if the mission objectives are delayed, a similar process will have to be repeated dozens of times over several days.

Dozens of minutes later, Ai Kun felt a little bored, sat on the ground leaning on the corner, listened to the reminders that might come at the middle of the moment, took out his headphones and plugged them into the handle of the pistol, and played with the M500 revolver in his hand.

Albert's taste is okay, and this pistol has about 200 pieces of music stored in English, German, and Spanish, mostly Latin rock.

I don't particularly like it, but at least it doesn't sound annoying, and it's perfectly enough to pass the time.

The attic was dim, and the sunlight shone into the attic through a specially made gap in the window, bringing a rare light.

Ai Kun lowered his head and played with the M500 revolver, suddenly his eyelids jumped, he didn't raise his head, and ordered in a cold voice, "Come out!" ”

A pin drop could be heard in the silent attic, and Ai Kun's sudden soft shout echoed through the attic, and the air rippled out of invisible ripples.

Darkness, except for darkness and darkness, in this hall and attic, where there is almost no light source, the darkness that can swallow all colors is the only main theme.

"I thought we were friends." Ai Kun raised his head and opened the golden pupils of lava red, like a lion hiding in the shadows and staring at its prey waiting for an opportunity to kill it with one blow, staring into a corner of the room.

didn't release the spiritual pressure, Ai Kun just opened the golden pupil, revealing a touch of killing intent by the way.

Just being stared at, observing Ai Kun's half-breed in the dark, he felt cardiopulmonary arrest, his brain and nerves were like lightning strikes, and his breathing couldn't help but be short.

In the world, he is known as an outstanding A-class bloodline, and he is as weak as a lamb to the slaughter in front of this man.

"Alright, alright, I'll come out."