book of old days

Chapter 215 Sneak Attack
Sean's heart is eager to try, he has never wanted to have a full-fledged battle like now.

Compared to being squeezed out silently and inexplicably, it is better to be directly confronted.

But before starting the fight, he still needs to figure out one question-how strong is this John Smith.

Judging from his ability to influence people's memories, making everyone regard him as himself, or even forget himself, this 'thing' is simply too strong.

Even Oroin's Ball was affected. You must know that in terms of quality, Oroin's Ball was summoned into the present world by a group of talents, and it is a 'transcendent existence'.

And John Smith is just a derivative of an 'ordinary existence'.

The two should be completely unequal in terms of power level, but it turned out that John Smith played the ball of Oroin.

This is completely inconsistent with Xiao En's past experience. Now it seems that whether he is strong or not cannot be judged by size alone.

A venomous spider may be small, but it can kill a giant beast.

But Sean has a feeling that this John Smith shouldn't be very strong. Generally, people rely on this kind of confusing ability to influence others, and usually the frontal combat ability is not too strong.

Perhaps his power is limited to confusing others and affecting memory?Like some kind of shapeshifting creature?
But Sean quickly overturned this guess. The matter is definitely not that simple. John Smith’s influence is not only on memory. Judging from the silent disappearance of NO.13, there is also the experience of himself during this period Look, this is by no means simply affecting memory, it is more similar to modifying reality.

That's kind of scary.

Sean regretted burning that chair, the power of this thing can hardly be described in words.

Even this 'god' can be copied.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a thrill in his heart.

No, although it copied itself, but this self did not have the part related to divine power, so it can live until now, and sometimes it can even stay awake. John Smith does not seem to be transformed into a god, and the dwarves The ability to communicate faith.

This reduced the fear in Sean's heart a lot.

It seems that although this chair is magical, it is not a panacea.

However, his magical ability should have been copied. John Smith was able to learn magic from Oroin's Ball, including the legendary magic-Oloin's Devouring Touch, and he can use teleportation magic just like himself. There are reasons to believe that all sword skills, tomahawk fighting skills, and shooting abilities should have been copied by him.

The most terrible thing is that John Smith seems to be able to maintain a perfect state forever and display the strongest ability. This is not difficult to see from the novels he wrote, and he is so energetic that he is not like a human being, even if he stays up all night The writing is also tireless.

If you fight head-on, you may not be able to take advantage of it.

My only trump card is my belief in divine power, but it is not yet known how effective this divine power can be.

Sean pondered for a moment, then decided to sneak attack.

John Smith should have a mortal body just like himself, so if he is not paying attention, just shoot him in seconds.

Thinking of this, Sean immediately began to prepare.

He had his bolt-action rifle out, wiped clean, chambered, and ready to fire.

The revolver, too, was loaded, in the belt around his waist.

He adjusted a large amount of magic water, and even prepared a bottle of magic water with ten times the concentration. This thing can be called highly poisonous to ordinary people.

But he claims to have the blessing of divine power, and he can fight if necessary.

Everything was arranged properly, and Sean sat down on the roof of the castle. If bullets can't solve it, he can use magic. If magic can't solve it, he can chop it with a sword or an axe. Save him.

There is always one that suits him.

He thought so, holding a bolt-action rifle, standing on the tower of the castle, scanning the surrounding valley like a sniper.

He was unusually patient, and the midday sun above his head also brought him inexplicable strength, and his overall condition was unprecedentedly good.

An hour passed, two hours passed.

Without warning, he saw a portal suddenly appear in the open space outside the castle. He doesn't like to teleport directly into the castle, because he is afraid of accidents when teleporting in a narrow area, he always teleports outside the castle first in the clearing, and walked back to the castle.

It looks like John Smith copied his habit as well.

Seeing the figure of John Smith coming out of the portal, Sean immediately raised his gun.

The other party didn't seem to notice him at all, walking leisurely in the courtyard.

Sean took a deep breath, slowly put the target's head into the front sight, and pressed his cheek against the cold body of the gun. This bolt-action rifle is the latest industrial crystallization of Jianbao Arsenal, with an effective range of more than 500 meters. It was an out-and-out cutting-edge weapon, and thanks to this rifle, otherwise, no matter how good his marksmanship was, he would not have dared to fire at such a distance.

400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters - that's it!

Sean jerked the trigger.

boom!The gunshot rang out, but John Smith remained motionless and was still walking towards the castle. He had already entered the castle wall, entered the open space inside the wall, and missed?
Sean was a little surprised, it was the first time his marksmanship missed.

Quickly pressed a bullet and aimed at the target again. The sound of the gunshot had already alarmed the opponent, and John Smith raised his head to look at the roof of the castle.

boom!
Still nothing changed, Sean saw a cloud of dust splashing from the ground behind John Smith, he was sure he hit him, but why...?
Without hesitation, he reloaded the bullet again, but the other party waved his hand—the portal opened!

The next second, John Smith's voice sounded behind him.

"What are you doing Sean, it's a bit too much for such a joke."

Sean turned around sharply, pointing the gun in his hand at John Smith who appeared on the rooftop.

At this moment, the distance between the two is no more than ten meters. It depends on how you hide this time.

boom!
Sean clearly saw the bullet passing through John, as if hitting a phantom.

John Smith looked at him with a smile, his indifferent expression revealed absolute confidence.

"Is that how you welcome old friends? It makes me so sad."

This sentence angered Sean.

He threw away the rifle and pulled out the revolver with a blank face, bang bang bang bang bang!He fired all the bullets in one breath, but there was still no response.

(End of this chapter)