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For example, defensive arrays, kinetic firing modules, search functions, concealment capabilities, and even endurance.
Such a huge sacrifice naturally resulted in terrifying power.
The sniper rifle's almost hollowed-out interior was stuffed with an energy storage crystal of equal size.
In order to achieve the ultimate lethality, Joffrey made improvements to the launching method.
Change from intermittent firing to one-time burst.
After the sample came out, Joffrey tested it personally and found that one shot was enough to kill a high-level magician.
The power is impressive, but the disadvantage is also obvious: it can only fire one shot.
After the attack, the material of the firearm cannot withstand the excessive amount of magic power, and the barrel may explode at best, or the entire gun body may explode into pieces, and the user may be affected.
Of course, this alone will not work in the next battle.
After all, we have to face a Saint level.
So Joffrey borrowed the essence of the magic circle and made the guns of the seven people in a special team into different styles according to the magic nodes of the attacking magic circle, and then formed a gun formation.
According to his estimation, the successful shooting of the seven people could bring a little...trouble to the Saint level.
After listening, Zhang Mu was not dissatisfied.
To achieve this level in two months is already a sign of Joffrey's genius.
How long does it take to practice to become a Saint?
The answer is incalculable.
Because most professionals will never be able to reach the Saint level in their entire life.
Seven ordinary people holding seven sniper rifles can make the Saint-level look sideways, which is pretty good.
After looking at this, Zhang Mu turned around and went to the place where the soldiers of the First Army were training.
In the boundless pure white space, the soldiers of the First Army stood in a circle, watching Domit leading seven soldiers in getting familiar with the gun formation.
The method is simple.
Form a formation, disband it, form it again and disband it again, in an infinite cycle.
Endless and tedious practice, just to shorten the time of forming a formation by even a tenth of a second.
Zhang Mu did not show up to disturb them. He watched for a while in secret, then opened the light door and returned to the room.
As soon as I came out, I saw Soren and Mih pushing the door open side by side.
"Lord City Lord." Seeing that he was there, Soran asked, "The city lords have already discussed the siege plan properly."
Due to the special circumstances of the Thor continent, high-level professionals have little experience in multi-person coordinated combat.
What's more, this time it was a team of hundreds of people who were besieging one person. If there was no rough agreement, it was very likely that mistakes would occur during the fight, such as hitting teammates.
That would be a big joke.
In order to prevent the king and Andre from noticing their movements, Zhang Mu asked everyone to contact each other by mobile phones.
In order not to reveal the unlocking method of the mobile phone, Sauron was asked to travel between the city lords and help pass the mobile phone.
Zhang Mu walked to the balcony, stuck his head out of the window, and looked down at the professionals running on the street.
"The ban will be lifted soon. Mih will send Soren and the other three out of the city tonight."
"Yes, sir." After answering the order, Mih said in confusion, "I contacted a few friends in other countries, and they also heard Jarvis' announcement.
Jarvis is very powerful, but he can't transmit his voice to everyone, right? "
Soran added: "After the guards guarding the hotel withdrew, I took the time to go to the church. The official members of the church could not hear it even if they were next to Jarvis.
But believers who believe in God can hear it clearly. "
Turning back, Zhang Mu glanced at the two of them and said, "Just say what you want to say."
"Gods must exist." The two spoke together.
"You mean I'm looking for death?" Zhang Mu laughed.
Soran was a man of upright character, and he followed the rules of hierarchy, so he just lowered his head and said nothing.
Mi He had no such concerns: "Almost."
"Go ahead and die, are you afraid?"
The two were silent, but their eyes were fearless.
Zhang Mu saw it clearly and said, "That's it."
After that, he took out a stack of papers from his pocket and handed them to Mi He: “I have found all the magic nodes of the blood sacrifice array, these are the maps.
When the time comes, Mihe, you should not participate in the siege, but lead the First Army to destroy the magic nodes."
He stuffed the map into the wide sleeves of his robe and asked doubtfully, "If it comes to leading troops, wouldn't Domit be more suitable than me?"
"He has other things to do." Zhang Mu activated the shadow technique and disappeared from the spot. At the last moment, he said, "Go and get busy."
He passed through the wall and arrived in the air outside the hotel, then flew straight towards the palace.
I was not idle on the way, wondering in my heart how many days Jarvis meant by "soon".
Tsk, what a bother. You don’t even give me a definite answer.
Unable to come up with a result, Zhang Mu put it aside for the time being and went all the way to the palace.
Enter the main road from the open front door, look left and right to identify the direction, and stride to Avril's palace.
I wandered around for a while but couldn't find the bedroom. Finally, I found it by following Maura, whom I met by chance.
He walked through the door silently and invisibly, and at a glance he saw Avril lying on the big bed covered with a thin quilt.
Her long ice-blue hair was pressed down her back, with only a few strands playfully scattered on both sides.
She was sleeping soundly, her eyelashes like ice and snow quietly covering her eyelids.
Zhang Mu stood beside the bed, gazing at the woman's delicate features.
Why does it feel like my senior sister’s hair is a little whiter?
Thinking that it might be the influence of ice magic, Zhang Mu shook his head and didn't think much about it, instead recalling the little things between them.
Their time together was not very long.
Before facing the tide of monsters, the experience was not thrilling.
So we will review it in a moment.
Zhang Mu suddenly laughed.
There’s no such thing as romance. If you like it, you like it.
With one last look at the sleeping Avril, he turned and left.
I don't know what Jarvis is doing secretly, so I'll keep a close eye on him until the ban is lifted.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu quickened his pace and rushed to the church.
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Andre's carriage once again stopped at the stone steps in front of the church.
After getting off the carriage, he looked up at the animal relief on top of the gate with gloomy eyes.
He hasn't come back for more than ten days since he last went back.
Seeing that the news had been made public, Jarvis was still hiding in the church and had not contacted him, so he came over to inquire about the situation.
By the way, let's take a look at the bishop's mental state.
Hope he's back to normal.
Taking a deep breath, Andre stepped on the stone stairs, but suddenly the butler's voice came from behind him: "Your Highness."
Looking back: "What's wrong?"
"You..." The butler, who was usually taciturn but spoke fluently, was unusually hesitant today.
After a few seconds, the butler seemed to have made an important decision in his heart and slowly opened his mouth: "Your Highness, you have changed a lot."
Andre was a little impatient with his hesitation and was about to get angry, but when he heard this, he was stunned and his anger disappeared. He subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"
Perhaps because he had said it out loud, the butler's speech became smoother: "You have changed a lot."
After a moment of silence, Andrei had a blank expression on his face and said in an ambiguous tone, "Where?"
"all."
"What has changed?"
“It has become weaker.”
After staring at the butler's gloomy face for a long time, Andre waved his hand: "I understand, let's go back to the palace first."
"Yes."
Becoming weak?
Andre turned around and walked up the stone stairs, with complex emotions in his eyes.
He finally came to his senses after being in a daze in front of the main hall. He gathered the confusion in his heart, pushed the door open and walked in.
Jarvis' back was standing in front of the statue, still in the same posture as the last time they met, holding a pure white staff, his head slightly tilted back, his eyes fixed on the featureless face of the statue.
It seemed as if I hadn't moved a step in more than ten days.
Andre stood behind Jarvis and felt a strange aura emanating from him, and his hair stood on end.
Fortunately, he turned around quickly and smiled warmly, just like usual.
The uncomfortable feeling was dispelled by the smile, and the suppressed heart breathed a sigh of relief. Andre also smiled: "Bishop Jarvis seems to have improved his strength?"
"It seems so." Jarvis raised his staff and looked at the translucent milky white crystal on the top. "God... God's gift... um, a gift..."
He seemed to be telling someone, or talking to himself, his eyes filled with longing.
Andre's nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again.
Could this guy really...