Chapter 580: Chapter 578: Ti Has Co
A twitch of the eyebrow and Richard saw a two-ter-tall, incredibly sturdy humanoid target. At this mont, a fist-sized round hole had been blasted into its chest, as if pierced by a powerful arrow.
This was not sothing particularly surprising, as, at present, he had several ways to achieve this effect. However, it was worth ntioning that after the “arrow” had penetrated the tal humanoid target, it had not disappeared but continued to fly, crashing into the tal wall behind it.
Ten ters behind the humanoid tal target stood the tal wall, which Richard used to test armor-piercing ability. Each wall was a standard 10 cm thick, that is, 100 mm.
“Tap, tap, tap…”
Richard stepped forward, passing the tallic humanoid target, and proceeded towards the tal wall. There, he saw that the first, second, and third standing tal walls were all pierced…
Fourth, fifth, sixth…
He continued along and stopped next to the tenth tal wall.
Stopping here was not because the power of the “arrow” had ceased there, but because there were only ten tal walls in total. After piercing all the tal walls, the “arrow” continued its trajectory, striking the edge of the Magic Testing Field, that is, the earth wall of the Heavenly Pit.
Looking over, Richard saw a fist-sized round hole blasted into the wall of the Heavenly Pit, unfathomably deep, with no telling how many ters it penetrated.
Richard estimated that perhaps the “arrow” continued through all the soil and dissipated only after hitting the Crystal Wall on the edge of Eden.
That was sowhat impressive!
In summary, it could be determined that the attack of “Death Finger” had characteristics like ignoring defenses, extre range, very low noise, powerful piercing ability, One-Hit Kill, etc.
In so ways, “Death Finger” was similar to the crimson One-Hit Kill Wand.
However, the attack range of the crimson One-Hit Kill Wand was limited. If it were likened to a magic-type short-barrel shotgun, then “Death Finger” would be equivalent to a magic-type anti-materiel sniper rifle.
Then what exactly would real “Destructive Gloves” be, given they have five fingers?
A magic-type anti-materiel sniper rifle with five bullets?
No, the “Destructive Gloves” do not need to fire sequentially; they can fire simultaneously and even burst fire.
That would be sowhat equivalent to the machine gun form of a magic-type anti-materiel sniper rifle.
This…
Richard frowned, deep in thought.
Previously, he had heard from Lawrence that the Black Spirit Empire possessed firearms, potentially even magic guns, which led him to produce experintal products.
And now, the “Death Finger” he had produced clearly surpassed the magic firearms by a level, with astonishing lethality, truly worthy of being called the bane of wizards—whether a First-level Wizard or a Second-level Wizard, as long as it could lock on and hit the target, death was certain.
“Huh—”
He took a deep breath, feeling the consumption of Free Energy Elents within his body; Richard squinted his eyes.
Indeed, the consumption of these devices was not insignificant, but don’t forget that the Black Spirit Empire also possessed technology to store Free Energy Elents or Mana, proven by the Energy Storage Magic Wand.
Thus, once such devices were mass-produced and equipped, coupled with the yet-to-be-tested Prediction Magic Effect of “Power of Destiny,” it wasn’t impossible for the Black Spirit Empire to unify the current world.
In the design sche of the “Destructive Gloves,” the Black Spirit Empire treated these devices as a sort of life-saving straw aid at their enemies.
However, they were defeated by their enemies before successful developnt.
Who were the enemies of the Black Spirit Empire, and just how powerful were they?
The most important question was, if the enemies of the Black Spirit Empire were truly so potent, why did they utterly obliterate the empire without leaving behind even a na? Why did the East Coast naturally develop for centuries, never reaching even a tenth of the forr empire’s glory?
From a historical perspective, the era the East Coast was now in was decidedly the Dark Ages of the dieval process.
Richard’s eyes narrowed to slits as he realized the closer he got to the real answer, the more doubts arose. This feeling made him unable to suppress his emotional fluctuations, even his absolute rationality couldn’t be contained.
“Really interesting!” Richard pronounced each word distinctly, not knowing when his eyes had widened, his gaze bright and sharp.
…
Richard didn’t stay any longer at the Magic Testing Field. After understanding the attack potency of “Death Finger,” he left. He then walked out of Eden, out of the shaky three-story wooden building.
He had learned about the striking power of “Death Finger,” but the so-called “Power of Command” still eluded him. He planned to leave the gathering area and go into the forest to find so wild animals to see the effect.
In the nightti,
with a “squeak,” Richard pushed open the door of the wooden building and imdiately sensed prying eyes upon him.
His eyebrows shot up as he looked in the direction of the spying. In the corner, he saw a familiar figure, a relatively young man.
Richard knew that he was a student of Wizard Wan An, who had been monitoring him for a long ti. Because Richard had been preoccupied with creating the “Destructive Gloves,” he had ignored the student and the backing Wan An, waiting for a chance to deal with them together.
Now… it was about ti.
After all, being watched all the ti was quite unpleasant.
With a thought crossing his mind, Richard didn’t hesitate much, he quickly raised the “Death Finger” gadget and aid at the observer. At this mont, “Death Finger” had been equipped with a new chip. Richard activated it, controlling the infusion of Free Energy Elents into it, rapidly releasing the so-called “Power of Destiny.”
What would it be like?
Richard squinted to see.
…
On the other side, the spying Mars felt his entire body break out in a cold sweat.
Lately, his days had been torturous, as his surveillance target never left the house, and he had no idea what was being done inside. His teacher, Wizard Wan An, grew more irritable by the day, forcing him to shrink in the corner daily, watching the target’s house. He couldn’t eat well, nor sleep soundly, and over ti, he had lost weight.
Because of this, he felt an indescribable rage. A rage he dared not direct at Teacher Wan An, but only dared unleash upon the imagined figure of his target.
In his mind, he had cursed the other not just a hundred tis, but a thousand tis, visualizing various ways of tornting him.
He was engrossed in this tornt when suddenly, he heard a “squeak.” The target ca out of the house without any warning and imdiately looked towards him.
He was shocked, unsure if the other had spotted him when he saw the other raise a hand, pointing sothing odd on his right hand towards him, and a beam of light shot towards him.
Was it light? He blinked, not quite sure. But one thing was sure: he had been discovered.
Realizing this, he was ready to run as if his soul had scattered.
But in the instant he turned to escape, he felt a surge of energy blast into his body, then penetrate deep inside.
This was!
His eyes widened in shock.
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