"Boom boom boom!"
The metal projectiles hit Franklin's body and exploded continuously, tearing Franklin's skin and flesh and splattering blood. However, they did not hurt Franklin at all, but only made Franklin stagger.
Franklin was swaying and approaching the people in the secret room.
The masked man in the secret room looked at it, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing. He moved his fingers and pressed somewhere on the machine in front of him, making two "click, click" sounds.
The next moment, the number of projectiles flying out of the machine surged, and then surged again.
If the number of projectiles before was a drizzle, in the blink of an eye it was a violent storm, and then it was a torrential downpour!
Countless metal projectiles were almost connected in a line, bombarding Franklin's body without interruption, exploding and exploding again.
Franklin had managed to advance three meters with great difficulty while carrying the projectile, but this time he was sent flying seven to eight meters. The projectiles were as fast as phantoms, hitting him in groups, and they were like Lingchi-like knives. Every time they hit, they would definitely take away a large piece of flesh and blood.
"No!"
Franklin roared, and the light on his body flashed again, as if he was going to fight back, but under the bombardment of the violent and unreasonable torrent of projectiles, it looked more like a death struggle.
Under the bombardment of 3,600 magic bullets a minute, any resistance is meaningless!
"Puff, puff, puff, puff!"
The projectiles continued to hit Franklin's body, taking away more and more flesh and blood. Finally, the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the dense white bones.
Franklin screamed repeatedly, and then his voice became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into a white skeleton of flesh and blood.
"boom!"
Franklin's shapeless body fell to the ground and fell apart. The sound echoed in the corridor for a long time. At some point, the machine controlled by the masked man in the secret room stopped, and the entire corridor became deathly quiet.
…
"Da da da… "
Richard stood up and walked out of the secret room, stepping on the corridor floor covered with pieces of flesh and blood, walking step by step, checking the bodies, and after a while he was sure: there was no one alive.
This was the result he expected.
After all, this was his home court, and he had made careful preparations. It was simply too easy to deal with a dozen wizards by fishing. Even if you don't use magic bullets and magic firearms, there are many methods to choose from: such as improved fungal spores, such as powerful explosives, or direct burial alive.
For him, being prepared and not being prepared are two extremes.
If he is not prepared, he can at most use his outstanding individual strength. If he is prepared, he will not be afraid of any enemy. Even God - if God really exists, as long as he is given enough time and sufficient conditions, he is confident that he can defeat or even kill the opponent.
Therefore, he was not surprised at all by the situation in front of him, but rather a little regretful. Because... it's such a waste of bullets.
Well, what a waste of bullets, really.
This killing consumed nearly half of his magic bullet reserves in just a few seconds. You know, it took him a long time to prepare this, and this was under the premise of squeezing Pandora's labor force - without Pandora's metal shaping ability, whether it is the mass production of spell bullets, 315 alloy projectiles, or spells The processing of firearms will encounter considerable difficulties.
However, looking at the results, it is not small. Now more than a dozen wizards have been wiped out. Even if the last wizard used an unknown method to become extremely powerful, he still cannot withstand the high-speed shooting mode of the magic gun.
This has completely verified the power of magic guns in actual combat. It can be said that they are indestructible.
Of course, he also knew that there were certain restrictions on the application of this kind of magical firearm. In the narrow corridor he specially designed, many wizards of the mysterious organization cannot dodge, so the effect is naturally the best. If it is an open ground, the effect will be compromised.
In an open environment, he could at best rely on sudden attacks to kill several wizards by surprise. Once the wizard becomes alert and disperses, it will be difficult to hit the opponent. After all, bullets do not track. And if the hostile wizard is smarter and uses specific spells to attack the spell guns, the spell guns will be instantly disabled.
In fact, in reality, the more powerful the instrument, the more specific conditions it needs to exert its powerful effect.
For example, a sniper rifle must be specially calibrated every time it is used. Just like in the movie, it is basically impossible to quickly assemble it after disassembly, and then hit the target with one shot to kill it. The most likely possibility is that the sniper accurately targeted the robber's heart through the scope, and then pulled the trigger, causing the hostage's head to explode like a watermelon.
In reality, a sniper rifle is a very complex and troublesome firearm. Even if it is not disassembled, when used across regions, due to differences in certain environmental factors in the region, such as humidity, gravity, etc., the gun still needs to be calibrated, otherwise it will not function properly. Doesn't produce the desired effect.
Therefore, choose different props according to different environments. Or, according to the characteristics of the props, it is a scientific approach to choose the environment that can best play its role.
On the other hand, it would be too thankless for a prop to be forcibly applicable to all environments and required to play a powerful role in any environment.
Even the king of land on modern earth, the tank, is developed and used according to the regional environment. If a main battle tank from a cold country in a high latitude is thrown into a hot and humid environment in a low latitude, the tank's damage rate will reach a Unimaginable extent.
Therefore, magic firearms are as powerful as fungus spore biological weapons, but they need to be used under control.
Thinking of this, Richard stepped out of the corridor and stepped onto the ground.
On the ground, Pandora appeared out of nowhere, holding a huge gun in her hand. It is said that it is a firearm, but it is not accurate. The barrel is short and thick, and the caliber can almost fit a baby. For reinforcement, there are several iron hoops on the barrel. It looks more like a cannon - Pandora is holding it with his hand. Cannon, referred to as... hand cannon.
Pandora was patrolling the courtyard that had been destroyed by the wizard. She was very vigilant. Her little face tensed up. When she heard the sound of footsteps coming from the room, she suddenly turned the muzzle of the gun and was about to launch a built-in lead ball-sized weapon. of super heavy projectiles.
Fortunately, Richard said in time: "It's me!"
"Scared-" Pandora stuck out her tongue, quickly put down the hand cannon, and looked at Richard.
Richard looked at Pandora, not caring about accidentally injuring friendly troops, and asked: "Besides me, is there anyone else out?"
"No." Pandora shook her head and replied.
"Did anyone else break in on the street?"
"No." Pandora shook her head again.
"That's best." Richard responded, narrowed his eyes, and said to himself, "Although it can be concluded that there must be more people in the mysterious organization, these should be the only people involved in this operation. All of them will be eliminated. After falling, it will be difficult for the other party to find relevant clues for a long time, so it is relatively safe.
In addition, the iron rings in the hands of these dead people should contain a lot of information about the Black Spirit Empire and the Black Spirit King's treasure. If you can sort it out, you might find something. if that is the case… "
At the end of the sentence, Richard's eyes were a little bright.