Chapter 761 760. Ha, a good day starts with gang-hopping!

Mr. Manson proudly felt the star stick polished with the wonderful animal bones in his hand.

The origin of this thing is not very clear, but it is a "gift" from the Friends of Dusk.

It is said to be made from the bones of a giant beast that has long been extinct in the world. It is sensitive enough to the energy of the astral world and space, and it is perfect to be used as the core carrier for releasing the spell of astral tearing.

Manson had never thought that simply tearing apart the boundary of the plane could have such a terrifying impact on the material world. Until it personally saved a life in the disaster at Black Flame Pass, it finally realized that the Transians

The art of war consists in the rational use of all available weapons.

At this time, it really thanked Governor Murphy from the bottom of his heart for the exaggerated astral rift in the Black Flame Pass for revenge. The existence of that thing made the nearby plane boundary no longer stable. In this case

The difficulty of activating the Astral Tear spell is much lower.

Of course, they do not have complete knowledge of the astral tearing technique.

The principle of that thing is indeed very simple, but it is not so easy to use it in practice. Otherwise, astral tearing would have become the favorite attack method of various cultists on the mainland eight hundred years ago.

However, although Manson, as a Golden Priest, is not as knowledgeable about psychic powers as Grand Duke Trish, he also has his own set of methods for using psychic powers, such as sophisticated methods such as astral tearing.

Although the technique cannot be mastered perfectly in a short period of time, as long as the principle is known, the same result can be achieved by using earthen methods such as flying bricks with force.

This valley was not chosen randomly.

It is very close to the straight line of Shadow Valley, but the multiple mountains make it impossible to climb over. But in the face of the power of astral tearing that is always released on a large scale, this small distance is enough for Manson to take this risk.

Planned.

It doesn't even require precise control of the landing point.

All it takes is a large enough rift above Shadow Valley to retaliate with a destruction the way the Transians buried the Splitclaw army, and it doesn't even require complete destruction.

As for the turtle-in-a-jar terrain in Shadow Valley, all you need to do is disrupt the turtle shell defense there, and leave the rest to Xu Gesen to decide the outcome in one battle.

The best result is to kill Murphy's magical vampire here.

Not only did Xu Gesen want his life, but Dusk's friends also wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. I really don't know how that vampire did it, so young but with such a spectacular talent for causing trouble.

"Keep charging!"

Priest Manson shouted:

"If we work harder, we will have the energy to tear open the border within an hour at most. This war will soon reach a turning point, and the cruel blood punishment will be inflicted by the Bloodscar clan! For the sake of the Lord of Hunting

.”

"boom"

Before he finished speaking, the star war in his hand felt as if it had been hit by an invisible fist, and the thing almost flew out of Manson's hand with the huge force exerted.

The golden priest immediately realized that he had been attacked, but the target of the attack was not him, and the murderous intention was not revealed, so he was completely unaware of it.

It raised its head and looked along the direction of the bullet. The triple acceleration of the bullet caused by the storm brought up three white impact rings that were still dissipating in the air. The almost straight-line trajectory fully demonstrated the deterrence of this gun.

force.

It can't see where the enemy is, and now is not the time to think about it.

Manson subconsciously looked at the star warship in his hand that had been hit hard. A twisted burning gold warhead left a horrific laceration on it, but the gift of dusk was strong enough. This thing was only cracked but not cracked.

Broken immediately.

It is wailing, and the terrifying spiritual energy it carries is quickly escaping from the cracks.

Fortunately, it didn't break.

There is still hope for a remedy. You only need to bear part of the pressure to make this thing continue to work smoothly.

It doesn't matter!

The ceremony was not interrupted and could continue.

"boom"

The second shot, less than a second apart, was fired at this moment. Manson reacted quickly and activated the long-range ineffective totem on his waist. The power from the Lord of the Hunt enveloped his whole body. In that moment, Manson could even see being hunted.

The Lord's divine power was sluggish, and the high-speed rotating gold bullets quickly lost kinetic energy in front of his eyes.

It's like a running rabbit is falling into the speed of a turtle little by little, and it seems that as long as it reaches out its hand, it can pinch this damn "little devil".

It really did that!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but the afterimage on his retina failed him. The bullet was indeed slowed down, but not to the point where it could be caught by hand.

It looks slow, but that's just an illusion!

"boom"

Star Wars was hit again, just like the Northeastern eldest brother who was hit in the eye by a less destructive electric cannon after a big fight. He held on to his body and refused to fall down.

He scolded you harshly and looked at you.

However, this soulless thing did not have the strong will to hold on for the sake of face. Under Old Manson's heart-breaking gaze, the star stick in his hand was broken off from one third, and the flying fragments were scattered in the rioting soul.

It could fly out in all directions upon impact, and the exploding psychic energy was so terrifying that the flying fragments even left a bloodstain on Manson's cheek.

The few unlucky ones who were close by were directly shot in the head and fell to the ground without saying a word.

"Damn it! Kill them!"

The golden priest's defense-breaking roar echoed in the valley.

At the last moment, it injected its own power into the Star Wars, barely stabilizing the psychic storm that was about to burst out, and continued to maintain the filling of psychic energy, but it turned itself into a "Jinchuuriki" thing, just like the decisive battle An

Just like Tris in Dema Hills, individuals serve as the core of the ritual.

This means that it cannot move freely until the ceremony is over.

"well done!"

Laoqu was still feeling miserable and embarrassed about the bullet he shot but failed to destroy the star war. Then he saw the second replacement bullet perfectly completed this almost impossible destructive action.

His emerald green eyes looked to the other side, just in time to see Corporal Mia's graceful action of removing the shell from the second assembled "Troll Hammer".

The two observers beside her were still cheering, but Corporal Mia, who assisted Qu in completing the kill, still had a cold expression on her face. This girl was always so unsmiling when working, but she was obviously relieved.

The instinct from the elite hunters seemed to be aware of Brother Qu's observation.

So she turned around, looked at Lao Qu, showed a shy smile and made a scissor hand gesture.

This is a gesture of victory learned from players.

"Bang bang bang"

The cold sniper master Lao Qu felt like a deer at this moment.

He looked away evasively, and didn't know why he was so embarrassed. It was obvious that Brother Chu had never seen anything before, and he often went to wash feet with Brother Mingmiao and the others. How could someone who had eaten before see him still be like this?

How about such a shy and innocent reaction?

Corporal Mia, who carries an airport with her, is obviously not good-looking, at least not the type he thought he would like.

All right.

I admit that I have been severely poisoned by the super obscene pictures created by those welfare bodhisattvas on the Internet using various editing techniques, which has caused my aesthetics to far exceed the level that my salary and strength should allow.

But this is not the reason why I am at a loss at this moment, right?

Well, it must be those pesky hormones at play!

After all, he and this young girl had just completed a very impressive career together. This wonderful shot was enough to win him a ticket to the Hall of Fame. Of course, it was just a ticket. Now that the competition is becoming more and more fierce, if you want to be stable

To secure one of the 30 places, I have to continue working hard.

Depend on!

Heart, stop beating!

Cheeks, stop burning!

Blanch!

I don’t want to embarrass this glorious group of rhodium, cesium and beryllium!

Lao Qu gave himself two hard slaps to calm down. Then he looked up and his blood ran cold. There were five bipedal flying dragons in the sky flying towards his direction carrying fully armed Split Claw Hunters.

Well, this is where the real difficulty of the Silver Trial lies.

But I’m so damn embarrassed, why do I care about any more difficulties?

snort.

You jackals who can't read the air already have a way to kill you!

"Click"

The incendiary bullet as thick as a thumb was stuffed into the barrel of the gun. The muzzle of the big gun was slightly raised. The potential that was still burning was like a ball of fire, which filled Brother Qu with fighting spirit, like an aggressive male dog in heat trying to kill himself.

Show your bravery in front of your target

Well, this metaphor is not very appropriate. Anyway, everyone understands the meaning.

"bring it on!"
To be continued...