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Chapter 95 Bang

[Forked Lightning]

The kobold shaman swung his staff, and another bolt of lightning shot over, splitting in mid-air and striking the two werewolves.

But this time, both werewolves were prepared. They raised their riot shields to block the attack. Amid the sizzling sound of electricity, blue light particles enveloped the shields. Both werewolves dropped their shields at the same time, jumped back with empty hands, and shook their left hands that were numbed by the electricity, shouting, "The shield can block it, but my hands will be numbed by the electricity."

The two men's shields fell, causing a large gap in the [Shield Barrier]. Several ogre warriors rushed over at the same time, waving their spears and stabbing towards the back of the cave entrance.

The spears they used were equipped with silver tips. The wolves blocked and dodged, and the shield formation was almost in chaos.

Sevi yelled, swung his sword and rushed over. After several swings of the sword, he finally closed the gap. He shouted to the two young werewolves behind him: "You two come here, put up your shields and fill this gap."

The shield array stood firm again.

The werewolves continued to advance, toward the shaman.

But the gnolls are not fools. A large number of spears and pickaxes are waiting ahead, and the sharp teeth and claws of the giant weasels are also blocking the way ahead.

Sevi looked up, glanced at the shaman in the distance, and shouted, "We can't let him use [Forked Lightning] again. Go over there as soon as possible..."

"Lord Sevi, we can't get through." A middle-aged werewolf shouted, "There are too many kobolds. This is a big tribe."

Dense crowds of dog heads were surging in front.

Sevi estimated that the distance to the shaman was less than 20 yards, but the last 20 yards were filled with the giant weasels of the gnolls, making it difficult to rush through.

The shaman began to chant again...

Cold blue magic light ions gathered at the tip of the staff, and once he finished the chant, two more werewolves would be attacked.

Sevi was a little anxious.

At this moment, a sharp sound suddenly rang in Sevi's ears.

"boom!"

The sound is so loud!

Almost at the same time as the sound rang out, a kobold warrior beside the shaman suddenly fell backwards.

"what?"

"what happened?"

Sevi turned his head and saw Zhang Jingyi holding a black, strange metal object in his hand. The sound just now was made by this strange object.

Zhang Jingyi had a look of regret on his face: "What a pity, I missed it. I thought it would be easy to hit at a distance of 20 yards, but I missed it."

Sevy: “???”

He was confused, but the shaman on the opposite side was so frightened that he even stopped chanting.

He was about to complete a new [Forked Lightning] spell when he suddenly heard a "bang" and a guard next to him fell down without any warning.

I didn't see any arrows flying over, nor did I see any magic flying over.

The guard suddenly fell down for no apparent reason.

This really scared the Shaman, as the opponent was obviously coming for him, but his shot missed and hit the guard next to him.

What the hell is this weapon that disappears without a trace and cannot be seen?

The shaman panicked and sang the wrong syllable in the spell. The magic light particles gathered at the tip of the staff exploded with a snap and dissipated into the air.

Spellcasting interrupt!

[Forked Lightning] could not be released.

No, try again.

The shaman began to chant again.

"Sing your sister!"

Zhang Jingyi: "I can't hit the target with one shot, why not just shoot a few more times?"

The Big Black Star's magazine can hold a total of 8 bullets, and I just fired one.

If you don’t have good marksmanship, you can make up for it with numbers.

Zhang Jingyi fired another shot. The shaman had just begun to chant when he heard another noise. Another guard beside him screamed and fell backwards.

Shaman: “???”

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Zhang Jingyi began to shoot wildly.

However, as we all know, novices are most afraid of continuous shooting. If the first shot is not accurate, there is no chance of hitting the target with subsequent shots.

A guard on the left of the shaman screamed, a guard on the right screamed, the people around them fell one after another, but the shaman himself was not hit!
Eight rounds were fired and the magazine was empty.

There were eight corpses lying next to the shaman, but he was still unharmed and could no longer chant.

Who can chant when people keep dying around us?

Zhang Jingyi: "Fuck, I have to sign up for a live-fire shooting training class."

Sevy: “???”

Dog-headed people: “???”

Zhang Jingyi pulled out the empty magazine with unskilled movements and began loading bullets.

Just as he was reloading, the shaman on the other side looked around and said, "Huh? The bang bang bang sound on the other side has stopped. Is that it?"

"No more! I can chant again."

The shaman quickly began to chant again...

However, he had only started to chant two sentences of the spell.

"boom!"

Another gunshot.

Zhang Jingyi finally hit the target this time.

The shaman felt a pain in his chest. Was something getting in?
Fuck, it hurts!
Everything went dark before his eyes and he fell backwards.

The werewolves were overjoyed: "Kill the Shaman!"

The shaman is the chieftain of the kobold tribe.

When the patriarch fell, the entire tribe was instantly in trouble.

The large group of kobolds began to spin around like headless flies. The werewolves seized this opportunity and rushed forward, scattering the kobolds in an instant.

“Woof woof woof, no more. I can’t hold on any longer.”

"Run away!"

The dog-headed people began to panic, collapse, their formation broke, and they fled in all directions.

The weasel shepherd was just about to command the giant weasels to make a final counterattack when he heard a "bang" and was hit by a bullet in the chest, falling to the ground with a thud.

Without the weasel dogs, the giant weasels instantly regained their wildness and ran around howling.

They only recognized weasel dogs and had no respect for the dog-headed men next to them. They even bit their own people, howling a few times and sending several dog-headed men to death.

Sevi shouted loudly to the young werewolves: "Don't chase the desperate enemy, clean up the battlefield!"
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Half an hour later, the battlefield became completely quiet.

The remaining ogres fled further south. They had lost their chief, and after this escape, they would not be able to gather again in a short period of time. It was very likely that several new chiefs would emerge, each leading several large families, and they would split into several new small tribes. They would not be able to threaten the town of Gilneas in the future.

The werewolves were happily picking up the weapons left on the battlefield.

They were extremely short of iron and various metals, so if they found an iron pickaxe or an iron gun, they would be very happy for a long time.

However, they were not willing to pick up the silver arrowheads, silver spear heads, silver swords and other items that were scattered all over the ground.

That's silver!
The metal that werewolves hate the most is silver. They don't even want to touch it. If you accidentally cut your finger while cleaning silverware, it will take several days to heal.

Zhang Jingyi chuckled: "Since the wolves don't want this money, I will accept it. It will just be used to balance the large number of dragon slayers I gave them."

He took out a big bag and threw all the silver arrowheads, silver spear heads and other things into the bag. In a short while, he had packed up a huge bag that was extremely heavy.

He also had to activate the [Strength Enhancement] that he had just learned to give himself a little more strength so that he could lift the bag.

(End of this chapter)