Mechanical Alchemist Chapter 146: Gun King\

Chapter 146: Gun King" Geiger

"It's him, kill that guy!"

Upon hearing the loud shout from a distance, Su'en didn't hesitate and swiftly ran with his eight spider legs.

As the legitimate heir of the Oliver family, Danze, was present, it was natural for him to be accompanied by skilled experts.

With just a glance, Su'en saw at least four or five second-tier professionals, in addition to the four who had escaped earlier.

Seeing the enchanting white fox-fur woman, he finally understood why there were mbers of the Steam Party in the team that had previously hunted witches.

"The Oliver family actually collaborated with the Steam Party supported by their competitors?"

A mont of doubt flashed through Su'en's mind, but his speed of escape did not slow down.

Not only were there this group of second-tier professionals, but there were also over a hundred elite hunting teams from the Oliver family.

The intense gazes filled with killing intent made him feel like a roasted lamb on a stove, being turned and roasted.

...

The mont Su'en appeared, several rockets with long flas trailing behind them were already flying towards him.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

The shells fell around him, exploding continuously.

The sound of debris hitting his body was crackling.

Fortunately, Su'en had sharp senses and was able to predict the direction of the rockets in advance.

It was also fortunate that his eight-arm spider spear was agile, allowing him to easily climb over ruins and leap over ditches. He narrowly avoided the first round of rockets.

The bad news was that enemies were everywhere he looked.

The good news was that the ruins were spacious, and the superior mobility of the eight-arm spider spear was fully utilized.

After dodging this round of rockets, a dense rain of gunfire erupted behind him.

But at this mont, Su'en had already found an opportunity and rushed into the back of a building.

Then...

With a loud bang, a fireball fell from the sky, instantly flattening the building.

"A second-tier mage has made a move..."

Pushed back by the scorching wave of flas, Su'en stumbled, but luckily his legs were stable enough to prevent him from falling.

However, he didn't dare to look back and took advantage of the montum to increase his speed by another three points.

He could clearly feel that behind him, he was being locked onto by six or seven particularly chilling "killing intents".

There was no need to think, those were the second-tier professionals from the enemy.

With his eight-arm spider spear, ordinary professionals couldn't catch up to him at all.

As long as he avoided the first round of firepower, the over one hundred Oliver family hunters in the Dawn City ruins were not a threat at all.

From beginning to end, the troubles he faced were only from those few second-tier professionals who could fight and run.

For example...

The group of lingering black crows above his head!

...

Su'en didn't dare to run towards the outskirts of the ruins.

He was well aware that if he ran outside the ruins, although the environnt would be safe, those second-tier professionals would definitely chase him relentlessly. Moreover, it was highly likely that he would be surrounded and hunted by various hunting teams mobilized by the Oliver family, making it impossible to escape.

He could only run deeper into the ruins, where the chances of encountering people would be lower.

The ruins were dangerous for him, just as they were for those second-tier professionals.

Only by utilizing the environnt and the mysteriousness of the ruins to delay the pursuers could he have a chance to escape.

Fortunately, he had collected a lot of information at the tavern yesterday, and Su'en had a rough understanding of so dangerous areas in the East City. He didn't dare to forcefully break through those "death zones" and chose a direction, rushing towards the center of the ruins.

Su'en looked at the crows flapping their wings above his head and knew that it was the work of Langfero, the "Blood Crow".

If these crows weren't killed, he wouldn't be able to escape.

Without any further thought, he raised his gun and fired a burst of shots.

Bang bang bang, the sound of gunfire rang out.

Seven or eight crows fell in response, exploding into black blood mist in the air.

"Using this trick again..."

Su'en glanced at the blood mist and muttered to himself.

The techniques of these crow sorcerers were extrely sinister. He still vividly rembered the scene of vomiting crows from his encounter with Sergei, the "Plague Doctor". Now, he had learned his lesson and wore a gas mask and quickly avoided the areas where the crow blood fell.

This wasn't Old Lingdun, there weren't endless crows here.

After the price was paid, he raised his hand and fired another burst of shots, leaving only a few crows flying away.

Su'en originally wanted to kill all these crows in one go, but at this mont, he suddenly felt a sense of alertness.

"I've been targeted!"

Su'en sensed sothing and his expression changed slightly.

Instinctively, he moved to the side, trying to avoid the killing intent.

But this evasive action not only didn't allow him to dodge the bullet, but instead "caught" the bullet.

"Crack~"

A burst of blood splattered from his forearm, creating a hole that was directly shot through.

If it weren't for the fact that his body had been injected with the "X Serum" and had beco extrely resilient, and his arm guard had reduced the power of the bullet, this shot would have blown apart his entire forearm!

"How did it hit?!"

With his right hand broken, Su'en felt not only shock but also confusion.

He clearly dodged, so how did he get shot?

But before he could think further, that familiar sense of danger struck again.

"I've been targeted by that marksman again!"Su'en's heart trembled, instinctively wanting to dodge.

This ti, a mysterious scene played out again!

He judged the direction of the hostile gaze behind him and roughly estimated the trajectory, instinctively avoiding the original path he was supposed to take.

But even so, a bullet still hit his back.

The shooter didn't follow his original route at all, as if he had predicted in advance where Su'en would dodge to.

The enemy predicted his prediction!

"'Gun King' Gage?!"

Su'en saw this ability and imdiately guessed who the person behind the gun was.

Glancing back, he imdiately saw the guy holding the rifle, and his face instantly matched the person in his mory. He muttered to himself, "No wonder I was hit by two consecutive shots, it's not surprising that it's this guy..."

That guy was none other than Gage Kiliman, the "Gun Master" with a notorious reputation in Old Lingdun City, one of the top-tier professionals in the gunner profession, known as the "Gun King"!

Gage's awakened talent was the highly compatible [b-098-Sixth Sense] for gunners. The old-fashioned rifle in his hand was also famous for its deadly accuracy, known as the "Lucky 777" sniper rifle. Legend has it that this gun has killed not only hundreds of professionals, but also countless ordinary people!

His talent was not considered strong, and it didn't have any enhancent effect on his body.

But for almost any gunner, it was almost like a coveted "godly skill".

The [Sixth Sense] was not so profound divination ability, it was just a kind of instinctive feeling. It allowed him to predict the target's next move, avoid the harm he was about to suffer, and had no side effects!

Not to say it was always accurate, but it hit the mark eight or nine tis out of ten.

It was this ability that made Gage the "Gun King" in the eyes of all gunner professionals in Old Lingdun.

Less than ten seconds separated the two shots.

The angles were tricky.

The first shot hit his arm, and the second shot hit his back.

However, because Su'en had the alloy plate from the [pz911 chanical Limb] on his back, the second shot didn't cause any harm to him.

In the distance, Gage, who witnessed this scene, was slightly surprised. "Huh... this bulletproof material is quite special. It didn't even penetrate my specially enhanced 'armor-piercing bullet'."

He bit a bullet in his mouth, loaded it again, aid at the eight-legged figure running ahead, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. "No first-tier professional has ever survived three shots under my gun. It seems like you need four shots, huh..."

...

At the sa ti Gage aid, that looming deadly crisis struck Su'en's heart again.

"A gun master who can accurately predict, it's really troubleso..."

Su'en narrowed his eyes and frowned.

He knew that he probably couldn't dodge the next shot.

But since he was facing the "Gun King