Warhammer Wizard

The scene in front of him changed, and Ren returned to Glamorgan's teleportation hall.

The surrounding Ultramarines saluted in unison.

"boss!"

Glamorgan Castle is the center of all the teleportation formations in Rennes. The only astral crystal pillar is installed here, so the number of extreme fighters stationed in the hall is the largest. There is a whole team of twelve people, all from the company of Sicarius.

In addition, there are two teams of spear-wing knights standing guard outside, and Ren has also arranged a number of protective circles, which can be described as impregnable.

Akalander, who was teleported back together, glanced at him and found that the strength of this team of Ultramarines was more powerful, and the dangerous atmosphere exuded, even himself, who was a legendary middle-level mechanic, felt a little trembling.

He finally couldn't hold back and asked: "Ren, how many extreme fighters do you have now?"

Because Ultramarines always wear blue armor and helmets in front of outsiders, it is difficult to tell the difference between them just by their breath, let alone find out the number of them.

Anyone who pays attention to Ren has only one feeling, that is, there have been more and more extreme fighters in the past two years, and they don't know where they came from.

In fact, it is not only Akland who is curious, many people in the empire also want to find out.

The Macragg people are a barbarian tribe on the plateau. They have some reputation in history. Their personal strength is only relatively strong among barbarians.

There were even forces that secretly sent people to the Saine Plateau to try to detect the Macragg tribe, but as soon as they approached Astarte City, they were cleaned up by the ultramarines who stayed behind.

"If anyone dared to ask me this question, my head would have been smashed by me now." Ren looked at Akland and replied lightly.

Akalander shrank his neck, and the curiosity on his face disappeared.

"Hahaha... Just kidding, you actually took it seriously." Ren laughed, patted Akalander on the shoulder, and walked out with his arms around him.

"It's not funny at all!" Arkarand pushed Ren's hand away angrily.

Now Ren is famous in the empire, and he is also famous for his warhammer. He blew the enemy's head many times in battle, making many people terrified. The fate of the king of Congatro is an example. And Ren's expression was so serious just now, and it involved the secrets of Ultramarines. Who knows if he will suddenly come over with a hammer?

Ren let go of his hand and smiled without saying a word.

Akland was also very sensible and did not ask any further questions, and went through the interior of the castle to the front hall. Before leaving, he looked at Ren, who had sent him out, opened his mouth and finally did not speak.

Seeing that he was hesitating to speak, Ren looked like his soul was tangled, and said:

"What's the matter, tell me quickly."

Akland hesitated for a few seconds, and when Ren was about to lose his patience, he finally said, "Then I'll say it."

"Come on, I have other things to do." Ren took out his voice meter and glanced at the time.

"Look at this."

Akalander took out something from the ring of Dimensional Ultimate, and Ren's face changed instantly, because it was a submachine gun, the submachine gun used by the Gunwing Knight. .

"Where did you get it?" Ren asked.

He carefully observed the submachine gun. The appearance was exactly the same as the one he made. When he took it to his hand, he noticed something was wrong, the weight was wrong, and the internal structure was slightly different. The parts are assembled, more like normal firearm products.

Akland's face was serious, and he replied, "This appeared at an auction in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City a few days ago. It was bought by the branch president of the Mechanical Union over there and sent to me."

Ren nodded.

He rubbed the submachine gun in his hand, and after thinking about it, he said, "Go to the mechanical alchemy room." Akland followed him back to the castle, and the two quickly entered the spacious mechanical alchemy room.

There are also Ultramarines standing guard here. Akalander looked at the equipment in the room curiously. There were all kinds of mechanical tools, some of which he couldn't even name. A large amount of alchemy materials are piled up on the tables, and they are protected by a rune circle. Obviously, this is Ren's private studio.

There is also a small shooting range on the side of the mechanical alchemy room.

Ren stood at the shooting end of the shooting range and said, "This submachine gun is an imitation. There should be more than one at that auction, right?"

"Yes." Akalander retracted his gaze from the alchemy room, "There were fifteen in total, all of which were bought, and the cheapest one was sold for 1,200 gold shields!"

"There are quite a few people who know the goods." Ren mocked.

Akalander smiled wryly, "Who doesn't know the name of the Ultramarines? There are also Gun Wing Knights, who swept Congatro's extraordinary army with their submachine guns three years ago. I don't know how many people are secretly watching, just to get The secret of the submachine gun."

"To be honest, if it wasn't for the mechanic union to cooperate with you, I would also like to do it quietly."

Ren snorted.

The Eye of the Soul saw that Akarand was telling the truth, that the imitation of the submachine gun had nothing to do with the Mechanic Union.

In fact, as early as a few years ago, when Ren decided to equip the Spear Wing Knight with a submachine gun, he was already mentally prepared to leak it out. After all, the Spear Wing Knights are only first-level extraordinary people, most of them are first-level or second-level, and they are fearless on the battlefield, but they can't prevent the snooping of those high-level extraordinary people in peacetime.

Since two years ago, the spear-winged knights have been deployed to cities in the Principality of Augustus, far away from Fort King Kong and Glamorgan, and their camps have been frequently attacked by thieves.

The targets of these shadow warriors are submachine guns!

Most of the thieves were discovered in time and killed on the spot, but there were also a few extremely powerful superhumans who succeeded, including many legendary shadow warriors, and the Ultramarines were helpless.

There were even two or three occasions when the Gunwing Knights were attacked while patrolling the city, causing casualties and the submachine guns being snatched away.

Ren was furious and went to investigate in person.

But he is not omnipotent. He only recovered some of the submachine guns, and there are still a few guns that go missing.

After catching those people and interrogating them, they found that they were not actually sent by a major force. Some people just took the risk and wanted to sell their submachine guns at a high price to make a fortune; The most desired group of people.

It has been a year and a half since the earliest submachine gun disappeared, and imitations have finally appeared on the market.

So Ren was not surprised.

Unsurprisingly, those submachine guns have fallen into the hands of major forces and have been studied countless times.

Ren shook his head, raised the imitation submachine gun, and fired at the target.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of gunfire was loud, and it stopped after a few seconds. There were potholes on the opposite target, and the power was extremely extraordinary, even stronger than the real submachine gun.

Ren pulled out of the magazine, took out a bullet from it, looked at it, and couldn't help laughing.

"How is it?" Akland asked eagerly.

"It's just a copy of the shape and structure." Ren returned the gun to Akland, "It still uses conventional phlogiston bullets, which are no different from ordinary soul guns."

The reason why the submachine gun is so powerful is the special caseless bullet.

Only the outer shell of this kind of bullet is made of phlogiston, and the inside is the unique propellant "invented" by Rennes. It only needs one-twentieth of the soul power to activate the bullet, allowing the gun-wing knight to shoot without hesitation. mode to shoot enemies.

Ren was aware of it during the test firing.

This imitation submachine gun consumes a lot of soul power, far more than shellless bullets. The bullets used are cylindrical metal shells filled with phlogiston. He is a legendary sorcerer, and he can withstand so much soul power consumption. Ordinary gunslingers can't stand it at all. I am afraid that after shooting several rounds of bullets, it will leak out, and it will not last for a long time.

In this way, there is no essential difference between it and the previous soul gun, at most it can only shoot continuously.

If the gunner's burst frequency is too high, then he can't use soul power to bless the phlogiston bullets. Many high-level gunners' unique elements and skills cannot be used, and this has fallen into an endless loop.

"It turned out that the problem was with the bullet." Akland was stunned.

Ren looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile, "Can't you guess?" The vice-chairman of the dignified mechanical union, with countless talented people, can't see the problem? This imitation submachine gun must have been studied many times by him.

"Cough..." Akland looked a little embarrassed.

Ren didn't want to expose him, so he changed the subject and asked, "Will there be special bullets for submachine guns in the auction?"

The Gun Wing Knight usually carries at least five filled magazines with him. When the submachine gun was snatched away, a batch of bullets was also lost.

"Special bullet?" Akland shook his head strangely. Is this bullet wrong? He reacted immediately and asked curiously, "What are the bullets of the submachine gun?"

Ren directly took out a boxy caseless bullet and threw it to the other side.

"Square bullets!"

Akland was taken aback. He had never thought of such a bullet. When he got the caseless bullet, his "metal touch" took effect immediately, and he sensed the mystery of the caseless bullet.

He turned over and over to study the caseless bullet in his hand, and soon became a little puzzled, "Only the outer shell is made of phlogiston, but the inside is not hollow, it should be filled with a non-metallic material, this is the biggest secret of submachine guns, right? ?"

"Yes."

Ren gave Akland another real submachine gun, "You can try it."

"Okay!" Arkaland was overjoyed, skillfully opened the safety and aimed at the target and fired, consuming all thirty bullets in the magazine in one go.

After the ceasefire, his eyes widened.

"So it is!"

"Shooting so many bullets, the power is not small, a bullet is equivalent to a magic missile, but only consumes so little soul power!" Akland was addicted to submachine guns, and exclaimed: "No wonder the knight of the gun wing clearly It's just an elementary superhuman, but he can maintain such a powerful firepower suppression."

He held the caseless bullet in front of him and asked Ren, "Is it okay?"

"You can try it." Ren nodded.

Akland thought for a while before moving.

He carefully mobilized his soul power, and a light green flame emerged from his fingers to form hair-like filaments, circled around the shellless bullet, and began to cut inward.

This green flame is the "smelting fire" of the mechanic.

The main soul fused by the mid-level mechanic is called "mine road acid fire worm". This strange giant insect feeds on metal and can smelt metal with green flames. After the mechanic is familiar with it, it can be used to quickly smelt metal materials. The ability to repair, strengthen, and restore all kinds of mechanical products is an essential element for every mechanic.

The temperature of the smelting fire is not high, and it looks very inconspicuous.

However, it was a kind of flame after all, and it was a flame transformed from soul power. After it came into contact with the phlogiston shell of the shellless bullet, it was instantly ignited.

boom!

The bullet exploded, and the warhead rubbed Ren's face and flew out, leaving a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

Unwilling, Akland asked Renn for another caseless bomb to try, which soon blew up again. Ren simply gave him a full magazine with thirty rounds in it.

bang bang bang...

No matter how careful Arkaland was, the bullets always exploded one after the other.

After he found that this method would not work, he gave up the "fire of smelting" and turned to violent dismantling, but found that it would not work either. This square bullet is flawless, with no gaps on the surface, and the casing will be ignited and ignited with a little pressure deformation.

Even, he used a very thin, thin and sharp dagger to cut the bullet in half at the fastest speed, and it still exploded, and it was too late to see the shape of the inside of the bullet.

After more than ten minutes of tossing, the bullets in the entire magazine blew up.

"How did you do it?" Akland was completely convinced and asked gloomily.

He has too many questions.

Not only is he curious about the internal material of the caseless bullet, but how did Ren make the phlogiston into the bullet case, as if it were cast in whole?

Ren had long known that this would be the case, otherwise, more than just imitation submachine guns would appear in the auction house in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City. Its casing structure has been changed to adapt to conventional phlogiston bullets, and the shell needs to be ejected when firing. The overall structure has become complicated, and the shooting accuracy and speed have declined.

This is just the first line of protection.

Ren believes that someone must be able to find a way to remove the propellant from the bullet, after all, there are too many magical spells in the world.

Then they will encounter the second problem: how to decipher the composition of gunpowder?

The propellant of the caseless bullet was improved by him. It is completely different from the "fire sand" of the dwarves. The composition is very complicated. The system does not involve any extraordinary power at all.

If you use alchemy to explore the composition of the propellant, and how to make it, it may never come to fruition.

In addition, there is a bullet primer, and the difficulty of cracking is not much worse than that of the propellant.

The principles of chemistry and alchemy are fundamentally two different things. In the wrong direction, no matter how hard you study, it will be in vain.

Ryan is very confident about this.

It has been almost two years since submachine guns and caseless bullets fell into the hands of outsiders, and now only nondescript submachine guns have been imitated, which shows that my prediction is correct. After those people got the submachine gun, they failed to research the genuine product, so they auctioned off a batch of imitations to disturb their sight.

Maybe they've run out of caseless ammo.

"I definitely won't tell you the method of making caseless bullets." Ren smiled, looking at Aklan De's anxious expression, "I rejected you and the mysterious president a few years ago, but well , things are different now.”

"What do you mean?" Akalander's eyes lit up with anticipation.

"Those gunners are so eager for submachine guns, and I shouldn't monopolize them, lest someone always sneak up on the Gunwing Knights and cause unnecessary casualties." Ren paused and continued: "I authorized the production of submachine guns to the Mechanic Union, and I Responsible for supplying limited ammunition, but the mechanic union must ensure that it can monopolize the business and prevent those imitations from circulating on the market.”

Akalander was pleasantly surprised, but not overwhelmed by profit.

"I'm afraid that the mechanic union alone can't suppress those forces." He felt a little tricky, and tentatively asked: "Can Weizelan be involved?"

Ren thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then there's no problem." Akalander felt a lot more relaxed. With the Holy Soul Wizard, Anse Waldos, as his support, he had a lot of confidence. He asked again: "What about the profits? How should the profits be distributed? ?"

This is a huge business, and the distribution of benefits is made clear in advance.

"I personally want half." Ren said in a tone that could not be refused: "Weizelan Floating City needs 10%, and the rest belongs to the Mechanical Union."

"Okay!" Akalander agreed immediately.

He is very clear that the key to this transaction is not to make money, but to greatly improve the overall strength of the mechanical union. You must know that the mechanic is also very dependent on the soul gun! The mechanic below the legendary level has far less combat power than other extraordinary professions, only a little better than the gunner, and the submachine gun can perfectly make up for this shortcoming.

After Akarand discussed some cooperation details with Ren, he couldn't sit still, and hurriedly left the castle to ask the mysterious president.

This time, Ren just sent him to the door of the mechanical alchemy room and stopped.

When he was alone in the room, Ren walked to the side of the indoor shooting range, and a brand new gun appeared in his hand.

Its shape resembles a submachine gun enlarged twice, with a total length of less than one meter, huge and heavy, and it looks at least hundreds of pounds in weight. The caliber is even more astonishingly large~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can be stuffed into the thumb of an adult man, and the thick gun handle does not seem to be used by ordinary people.

Just looking at the shape and style of this gun, you can feel a shocking atmosphere.

Ren stimulated a **** rage, his body increased in size, his enlarged palm could barely hold the handle of the gun, aimed at a target 100 meters away, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

The sound of the gunfire was like a thunderclap on the ground, and the entire mechanical alchemy room trembled, and the huge recoil was transmitted to the arm, causing Ren to frown.

If it were an ordinary person, the recoil of the gun would have shattered the entire arm.

But the power of this gun was also extremely terrifying. The target on the opposite side was completely smashed to pieces, leaving a one-meter-diameter pothole on the wall, and cobweb-like cracks spread around it, as if it had been hit by a cannonball.

Ren nodded with satisfaction, and said secretly: "The bolt gun is finally worthy of its name."