Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 185: The times have changed, but they have changed back again (3/3)

Can the bullets of ordinary firearms compare with the giant clam water bullets that can easily penetrate the reef and smash the crystal half-meter-thick steel and stone trees?

Of course not.

The ordinary gunpowder weapon currently in service on Terra has a muzzle velocity about three times the speed of sound, and a kinetic energy of about four thousand joules. It is not a problem to hit people, and it is also no problem to hit ordinary steel armor, but it is obviously better than ordinary gunpowder against armor. Weapons are a legacy of pre-epoch technology from several eras and are indeed useless.

Even, because of the excellent physique and material science and technology of the Terra people, it can be made thicker, and the "heavy alloy armor" weighing two to three hundred pounds can easily block ordinary bullets. Only special firearms equipped with alchemy charging modules can pry open these real iron cans whose armor thickness is measured in centimeters.

In other words, ordinary firearms can't even break through the source material sand armor on the outer layer of Ian's skin, making it difficult for him to break through the skin.

But the boy didn't intend to deal with these natives this time, so he used his 'hole card'.

So he just dodges.

Bang bang bang! !

More than a dozen firearms fired in unison.

Ordinary humans are naturally unable to dodge bullets - their dynamic vision can't even see bullets, let alone control their bodies to dodge.

However, not to mention that Ian has a silver chip to enhance his all-round perception and provide an unbelievable speed of nerve signal transmission... It is not difficult to avoid the fire suppression of a few guns just by relying on the basic quality of a first-level sublimator .

Even, because of Hilliard's training back then, the boy felt that he could close his eyes and rely on pure essence perception to escape.

In Ian's brain, the muzzles of all the guns aimed at him stretch out in straight lines, and there is also a possible spread. More than a dozen guns form a net, and each net wire will expand, which is the theoretical error of stray bullets caused by muzzle vibration.

And this network is full of mistakes and omissions.

The moment the aborigines raised their guns and pointed them at him, the young man had already taken a step. His speed exploded at fifty meters per second, and he had rushed into the close proximity of the aborigines with guns on the left in an instant.

Those natives who aimed at him from dozens of meters away thought they were safe, but in fact, they were within easy reach for the ascensionists!

This unusual sense of distance is one of the reasons why it is difficult for ordinary people to fight against sublimators.

The bullets staggered behind him, and the sound of concussion was still chasing the bullet itself, but Ian had already raised his sword and chopped it down.

Swords are more suitable for stabbing, killing enemies with extremely aggressive penetrating power, only knives can chop... But for ordinary people without armor, even natives whose skin is as tough as tree bark, It will only be easily split by steel creations.

What's more, the speed at which Ian swings the sword, with your own whole body strength, is so fast that you can only see the sword light spreading out in a circle.

Poof!

Just a circular arc of sword light swept across, and the heads, shoulders and waists of the three natives were cut off by a slanting cold light.

Before they realized it, their heads and bodies had been separated from their lower bodies.

When a wave of blood splashed on the faces of the other surrounding natives, it took them a while before they were shocked to realize that their target had burst into them.

"Don't worry about each other, shoot!"

The leader immediately issued an order to prevent their elite team from being defeated by Ian one by one because they were worried about their teammates, but the end result of his order was to be targeted by Ian. He rushed towards him quickly.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The indigenous squad fired with all their strength, and without any regard for their captain, they began to shoot continuously.

In an instant, when Ian pierced the captain's head with a sword, and the huge force completely shattered his head, dozens of bullets were already in mid-air, shooting towards his whole body.

But how could it hurt a Wavesinger who had honed his skills for four years?

Even before he swung his sword, Ian had already recited words, and the water and mud flowing in the foggy forest rose into the air, turning into a muddy shield behind him, constantly oscillating and rotating.

The bullets flying like raindrops fell into the mud shield, and were immediately distorted by a huge force of rotation and vibration. Although the temporary mud shield was quickly consumed and collapsed by the large number of bullets, But it also bought Ian time to move around.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ian's figure disappeared from the eyes of these natives again.

"Above! He's in the canopy!"

A keen hunter noticed Ian's movements, but it was too late—Ian swung his blade and jumped down from the branches of the jungle. He was like a gust of wind wrapped in countless blades, blowing towards the Which side, which side will be torn apart.

Blood spattered, but there was no howling or screaming.

These natives who are proficient in using firearms are obviously the elite of the elite. If they fight head-on in an open plain area, or conduct a long-distance ambush when Ian is not paying attention, they will definitely pose a threat to him... …but here are the woods.

It is the dominant area of ​​'indigenous', not the dominant area of ​​'gunners'.

The assistance and training they received over the past four years enabled some of the elite indigenous people to quickly achieve firearm combat capabilities, but they still acted in accordance with the teachings of their ancestors, which led to conflicts.

And Ian's chance.

"Launch!"

A few natives at the back did not shoot, and hid aside. The firearms in their hands were much larger and cumbersome than ordinary gunpowder firearms.

But when they finally locked on to Ian, they saw Ian throwing the sword out of his hand, the sharp sword light pierced through one, and the body smashed into the other.

The third one sparked the alchemy gunpowder. Immediately, with the igniting of the pan-crystal sand powder, the super-high-speed bullet wrapped around the lightning shredded the air like real lightning, and shot straight towards the boy's heart.

This is an alchemy bullet that can penetrate five centimeters of super-heavy armor, and even a part of the weak point of the armor can be blasted at close range. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary first-level sublimators to block this small shell.

But Ian can stop it. It's just that he doesn't need to block it.

Although throwing the sword made him stiff, the sublimated person did not need to obey the behavior of ordinary people.

"Left."

Before the hunter pulled the trigger, Ian had already spoken the words, and the water in the high-pressure water gun on his waist followed the order of the wavesinger and moved directly to the left.

This force pulled the momentarily stiff body of the young man, dodging the flying alchemy bullet—and the bullet flew to a very far distance, hitting a big tree, causing sawdust to fly and opening the hole wide.

The alchemy firearm did not hit this point, causing all the natives to fall into despair... because Ian took out the sword from the corpse of the native who fell to the ground after taking a breath, and started a new round of killing.

The sword light is like an afterimage, and the blood splatters like raindrops.

In just a few breaths, Ian had already killed all the remaining natives who dared to fight back with guns.

The times have indeed changed, but not completely - the existence of sublimators and the technology of the pre-Tara era have indeed brought the offensive and defensive of guns and armor into a field that the earth's technology and needs cannot imagine.

But as the crystallization of the real 'highest technology' at present, the existence of sublimators, even the first energy level, is still more powerful than these firearms that are not too beyond imagination.

Not to mention...

And the indigenous hunters who have fled...

Ian took out the high-pressure water gun from his waist.

"Boost, launch."

He said calmly, infusing the source quality, and then the water flow began to move rapidly, the cylindrical gun body was pressurized, and then shot a straight water flow, as powerful as a flying arrow.

The colorless water flows through the human body, and when it breaks out again, it turns red.

——What's more, who said sublimators can't use guns?

The incoming native squad was wiped out...and maybe scouts watching from afar, but that's a trivial matter.

"The sword is broken. My skills are not good enough. I can't cut people like a dog, and kill people without losing the sword."

Among the torn wreckage and **** water, the boy raised his sword.

Ian stared at the fine iron long sword that had been seriously worn out, and the blade was a little bent. He shook his head slightly, then straightened it, and retracted the scabbard: "Change it, and leave it to Elan for sword swing training. , save as much as you can.”

Alchemy and inscription experiments are enough money. Although he has money, good steel needs to be spent on the blade.

Until now, Ian still hasn't closed the vision horizon.

The reason is simple.

He raised his head and looked towards the woods on the other side: "Finished? You can come out now. I know you want to help me, but you don't need to."

Following Ian's gaze, one could see several figures walking out of the shadows in the forest.

The leader is the blond-haired green-eyed boy with an incredulous staring expression, and even a little dazed. (to be continued)