Lu Qingchen's words, combined with his appearance of an ugly child that was half mysterious and half sly, made him look more like an instigator than a devil.
Gus subconsciously took a half step back and carefully observed the weapon conjured by the demon.
It had to be said that he had never seen anything so strange and weird.
You know, even the mechanical and steam weapons that are considered taboo by the Fist Temple, their principles are quite simple and clear, and you can understand them at a glance.
For example, crossbow arrows or even chain crossbow arrows, no matter how exquisite the structure is, how complicated the gears, ratchets and transmission structures inside are, as long as they are dismantled and studied in detail, normal people can understand that they are nothing more than the deformation, accumulation and conduction of force.
But the weapons of these demons are different.
Gus saw neither half a gear nor half a pipeline on these weapons, not even the most critical steam bulbs and pressurized chambers.
This is definitely not the style of "mechanical demon" or "steam demon", but a force that is more advanced, more powerful, and more evil than the power of machinery and steam.
Recall that from the beginning, Lu Qingchen said that he was not a steam demon.
So, what level of hell is it from?
Gus shuddered deeply.
The matter has come to this, no matter who the other party is, there is no turning back.
Glancing at his sister who was lying next to him, uncertain about her life or death, the boy bit the tip of his tongue hard to wake himself up and calm down, and breathed heavily: "But, I don't know how to use the devil's weapons."
"It doesn't matter, I have downloaded a fool's tutorial and write it into your soul now, come on."
Lu Qingchen smiled and called the young man over, stretched out a thin and long finger, and suddenly poked Gus between the eyebrows.
Before Gus had time to dodge, he felt a pain between his brows.
His eyes widened, and the real world in front of him suddenly collapsed.
He seemed to have fallen into the abyss again, no, it was the hell under the abyss.
He was surrounded by mottled light and shadow fragments, accompanied by bursts of howling ghosts and howling winds, and finally "chirp" "The reorganization created a whole new world.
"Where...is this?"
Gus looked around confusedly.
This is a gray steel building, and the empty dome echoes with deafening explosions, like non-stop thunder.
In front of him was a long, narrow and straight passage, with a target at the end of it.
Gus could only use a bow and arrow due to his weak body.
He was very familiar with the structure and furnishings of the archery range.
It was like an upgraded version of the archery range.
Large archery range.
However, what was in front of him were not bows and arrows, but those chilling, demonic weapons. "10345, why are you still dawdling there?
You can't even lift a fucking gun?"
There was a thunderclap in Gus's ears, which made him jerk his neck in fright.
When he looked back, he saw the instructor who was also furious with the gorilla.
Wait, what is an "instructor"?
Why did I know that he was an "instructor" as soon as I saw this strong man wearing a strange camouflage uniform?
Wait, what is a "camouflage uniform"?
Gus found that as these two brand new concepts emerged in his mind, more unfamiliar information flooded into his mind.
This is a shooting range.
This is the standard "Thunder-3" anti-material assault rifle of the Federal Orbital Commando.
It uses special 55mm caliber ice-fire compression bullets.
Each bullet contains an ice element and a fire element.
The Talisman Array, the moment it hits the target, first surrounds the target in an instant The surrounding temperature drops to a hundred degrees below zero, and is then burned with magma-like heat.
This method is used to break the molecular structure of the target and achieve an anti-material effect, which is enough to deal with light tanks and armored personnel carriers of the True Human Empire and the Covenant Alliance, etc.
Wait, wait, wait, what is all this?
Gus found that as more and more inexplicable information poured into his mind, he was out of control and raised the "Thunder-3" anti-material assault rifle in front of him in a daze.
Then, "click, click, click", he aimed at the target in the distance and fired.
The ice and fire assault bombs whizzed out, and the strong recoil caused pain in his shoulders.
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However, as the pain swept through his body like a tide, a strange sense of familiarity also passed from his fingertips to his shoulders, and from his shoulders to his eyes.
The hands, shoulders, and eyes all worked together seamlessly, and the ballistic trajectory was stable and precise, with not even a single bullet deviating from the target.
It's really strange.
It's obviously the first time for the young man to come into contact with the "Thunder-3" assault rifle, but he seems to have been sleeping with this weapon since he was born.
He is more familiar with it than his own Chiba. boom!
Boom boom boom!
In the depths of Gus's pupils, two balls, no, countless balls of fire mixed with frost appeared.
Demonic weapons are so terrifying.
The young man was excited and his blood was boiling.
But the next second, the surrounding shooting range was shattered again, and his soul fell deeper into hell, falling onto a muddy and bloody battlefield.
"Come on, the elites of the empire——" Gus heard a roar even more ferocious than the gorilla instructor's before, "Kill these Federals!"
Looking back, Gus saw a black three-star blitzkrieg flag burning in the strong wind.
He found that what he was holding in his hand was no longer the "Thunder-3" assault rifle of the Star Glory Federation.
But it became the triple heavy Vulcan cannon of the "Black Tide Legion", the elite special force of the real human empire.
Similarly, the moment his fingers touched this black murderous artifact, the weapon's parameters, usage methods and even some mottled usage scenes were all imprinted on Gus's soul.
Gus was in a trance, and his expression gradually became as ferocious as the surrounding immortal cultivators.
He carried the Vulcan cannon and aimed at a slowly approaching federal armored vehicle on the opposite side.
He fired three full bullet chains and blasted the armored vehicle into the sky.
The moment the armored vehicle went up, the scene changed again.
That's right, this time Gus became a soldier of the Covenant Alliance, carrying the "God's Punishment-7" rocket launcher on his shoulders to fight against the coalition forces of the Federation and the Empire.
There were no gorilla instructors or ferocious-looking commanders this time.
The battles among the Covenants have always been quiet.
Just like a real machine, it harvests lives silently unless something goes wrong.
In the quiet harvest, Gus also quickly mastered the use of the "God's Punishment-7" rocket launch nest and became a master.
Then, a ball of fire exploded in front of his eyes, blowing all the illusions into pieces.
Surrounded by thousands of burning butterflies, Gus returned to the real world, on the cliff where the mountain wind roared.
"Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!"
The young man was trembling, covered in sweat, and couldn't help himself.
He seemed to have spent a long, long time in the illusion of hell, but judging from the slowly approaching torches in the mist, time only passed in an instant.
When he looked at the three weapons in front of him, the look of the useless boy had changed.
It was like looking at my former lover so familiar and eager.