BOOM—!!
A faint blue smoke wafted from the muzzle of the shotgun. A portion of the blood splattered onto the ground, and a portion flew onto the surrounding walls. The young man wiped the blood from his face. Besides the coldness and determination in his eyes, there was still a hint of unease. No matter what, he was not yet an adult. Even if he was a genius, he was still human. As long as there was humanity in his heart, he would not be numb and unfeeling.
This was the first time he had been directly stained with blood. It was different from directly detonating the elevator. When he detonated the elevator, at least he more or less couldn't see the scattered bodies and blood. The impact on his heart was a little less. But now was different.
Feeling the warmth of the blood hitting his face for a moment, the boy gritted his teeth. He turned around, and while reloading his shotgun, he changed his position. He was not a magus; he could only rely on the power of electronic technology to change the area of this building that he controlled. Compared to a magus's workshop, this method was easier to destroy. Of course, a magus's workshop was about the same. After all, it could also be directly blasted open with some powerful modern weapons. Compared to the great magi of the past, who could create a magical workshop that was like a separate space at the drop of a hat, the magical workshops of modern magi were truly much more fragile.
But breaking through magic was much harder than breaking through technology. After all, a magus's magic was generally the research of an individual or a family. Even if the field of research was similar, the results of the research would be different. Therefore, it was not a simple matter for a strange magus to break through a strange magical workshop.
At least now, when the boy was using his own instruments, he had already sensed a situation of interference. But it was a good thing that the firewall he had created was not so easily broken. It should be able to hold on for a while longer.
The sound of dripping water was heard. With only himself, this sound was abnormally clear. The boy immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the dripping water. Without hesitation, he pulled over a nearby electric wire and pressed it against the dripping water and the puddle. Finally, the electric current shot directly along the stream of water in an unknown direction.
On a lower floor of this tall building, a magus let out a small cry and shook his hand. Clearly, his hand had been hit hard by the electric current. However, it had not caused him any serious damage.
"Tsk, what a cautious little brat. Since that's the case, I'll have to go in directly."
This middle-aged magus touched the ten rings on his hand, as well as his bracelet, and nodded at the mercenaries around him. Behind this magus, there was also a corpse lying on the ground. From the broken magic wand in the hand of the corpse on the ground, one could basically be sure that the one lying on the ground was also a magus. Clearly, this middle-aged magus with the rings on his hand had succeeded in a "black-eat-black" situation. At least for now, this middle-aged magus had become the oriole. But whether he could escape the hunter with the slingshot after the oriole, that was not certain. For now, let this middle-aged magus be a little happy. At least for now, he had indeed achieved a result.
With a wave of the magus's hand, a large amount of water tore at the surroundings, sweeping all the obstacles in the way to one side. Even the occasional explosion could not completely destroy this stream of water. In fact, some of the bombs that the two young men had placed only kicked up a bit of a shockwave, and were not able to completely tear through the stream of water that was enveloping the bombs.
Those who were confident in a frontal breakthrough were, of course, all people who were prepared to face the weapons left by that great blacksmith of the past. Although the weapons forged by Aslan that were currently circulating on the market were basically weapons with no form changes, from the power of these weapons, it was enough to deduce that those transforming weapons were powerful. If one had no preparation and just came here with a hot head, that was basically suicide.
"I need to be a little faster. If I can take that treasure in an instant, I imagine the others will also be caught off guard. To snatch that treasure in my hands like a thunderbolt, and then leave as quickly as the wind, at that time, even if others want to find me, they won't be able to."
This was why this middle-aged magus was in this early batch to enter this tall building, and had not chosen to act as the final oriole. After all, reward and effort, as well as danger, were directly proportional. Of course, this was also related to this magus's personality. He had always been the type to take risks.
On the other side, Sigma, who had broken through to here, also raised the firearm in his hand, and was constantly pulling the trigger at the surroundings. One after another, mercenaries fell under the muzzle of his gun. After dealing with the small trouble, Sigma should have originally continued to advance. But very quickly, Sigma, who was preparing to continue to advance, subconsciously stopped in his tracks.
The danger signal in his mind was constantly ringing. As a modified human, Sigma also had some of the wild traits that only animals have. Of course, also because he was a weapon, because he was a mercenary, his reason had successfully suppressed all his wildness. This could also be considered a good thing. The Sigmas of other worlds aside, at least the Sigma of this world thought so. It was also thanks to the modification of his body that Sigma had made up for the gap between himself and many geniuses. At least from the results, Sigma did not hate the current situation.
However, at the same time, in the shadow of the corridor before him, a shadow also quickly slid from the ground to the top of the corridor. It was simply like a trap and also like a sharp blade. If he had not hesitated just now and had stepped directly into this shadowy corridor, he was afraid he would have been directly beheaded, from the bottom up.
"Oh my... to think you dodged it? I really can't underestimate the young people of today."
An old magus slowly walked out quietly from a room in the corridor. He could use the magic to control shadows, but that was all. The restrictions on magic in this era were still very great. It was not like in the distant past, where one could easily hide themselves in the shadows.
It was also because their family's magic was beginning to decline that these magi wanted to rely on other powers to gradually transform their family, thereby achieving a revival. Just like the Shishigou clan, who had abandoned all their past magic, became necromancers, and then continued their glory for another hundred years.
If he could obtain the treasure of the legendary blacksmith and thus study it thoroughly, his family would surely be able to transform and thus reach a new peak! Even if it meant he, this old bag of bones, had to become a blacksmith and bang on iron, it was no problem! The family must achieve its continuation and revival in his hands. After all, for a magus, there was nothing more important than the continuation of the family and his own long-cherished wish.