Warhammer Wizard - Chapter 11 legend

　　 The world of transcendents, with distinct levels.

　　 Ordinary people need to perform soul transformation rituals to become transcendents, experience the first soul transformation, and fully stimulate the soul's fusion ability.

After the 　　 soul becomes successful, he chooses to merge different "devil souls" to turn into the corresponding extraordinary profession.

　　 Demon Soul is the collective name for the souls of various monsters, weird creatures, insects, monsters, and demons. It does not include the souls of the wisdom race, which distinguishes the two.

　　The first fusion of the demon soul is called the main soul.

　　 The main soul can play the greatest role, and it has the highest bonus to the extraordinary, and determines the career direction. As the strength increases, the soul will become stronger and stronger, until a soul ascension occurs, and then a new demon soul can be merged, generally called a secondary soul.

　　 Each time a demon soul is merged, the professional level of the transcendent increases by one level.

　　 Level 1 to Level 3 belong to Elementary Transcendents, possessing one main soul and two secondary souls. The third level is the bottleneck of the stage position. If you want to break through to the intermediate level, that is, the fourth to the sixth level, then you must perform another soul transformation, and then merge the new main soul.

　　 As the rank increases, the difficulty of soul transformation becomes more and more difficult.

　　 Transcendents from elementary level to advanced level ninth level, a total of three soul transformations and six ascents, and the integration of nine demons.

　　Above the high-level, perform the fourth soul-changing ceremony, then enter the legend!

　　 Transcendents above level ten are all legends. They break through the limit of human life and possess a powerful force that is unimaginable by ordinary people.

　　Many people have only heard of legendary stories throughout their lives, but they haven't met the legend in front of them.

　　 Now, Ren saw a suspected legendary demon hunter!

　　 However, except for the possible dwarf Zoltan, everyone else in the hotel didn't realize that there was a legend beside him, and they only regarded Roger as a relatively strong witcher.

　　 "Sometimes, not knowing the truth is also a lucky thing."

　　 Lane muttered to himself.

　　 He has a very intuitive feeling about the power of this demon hunter. Compared with the soul of ordinary people, Roger's soul is as dazzling as the sun, and it is almost impossible to look directly at him.

　　 even just glanced at it and let himself be backlashed. I really don’t know how terrible he was when he shot!

　　 Ren didn't dare to look at him again, for fear that he might provoke this legend with a cruel personality.

　　 He hurriedly ate the remaining potato stew, and hurried upstairs to his room.

　　 However, Renn didn’t know. After he went upstairs, Roger glanced at his back and said to Zoltan, “What is the origin of this young man? You know him well?”

"Not very familiar. A young man who has just arrived in the Lien District has either just been eliminated by the academy or broke up with his family. He has only lived in for a day, but he is a very good mechanic." Zoltan touched. Touching his beard, thinking of the tube I saw just now, I couldn't help but ask: "How did you know?"

　　 "He has the smell of a workshop, and it spreads all the way from your yard. I can smell it three streets away."

　　 Zoltan exclaimed, "Your nose is really better than a dog."

　　 "Very interesting young man." Roger retracted his gaze, thinking flashes in his cat-like eyes.

"Don't talk about Rennes." Zoltan put down his glass, took out the card from his pocket, and shouted: "Come on, let's play a few games first. I haven't seen you in ten years, let me see yours. Is the card skill regressing? Hey, I have collected a lot of rare cards over the years. If you are still at the level of ten years ago, then wait to die!"

　　Roger's face changed slightly, he straightened up, and said solemnly: "Even if I have been sleeping for several years, you shouldn't want to beat me."

　　 As he said, he took out a large pile of cards from the skin around his waist.

　　 The next morning, the energetic Ren went downstairs to the hotel lobby, but saw Zoltan and Roger still sitting at the counter playing cards.

　　 The two have not even changed their positions, apparently from playing cards last night to now.

　　 Ryan didn't bother them. He passed by, ate a free breakfast, and entered the workshop behind to continue processing shotgun parts.

　　 For several days in a row, Renn soaked in the workshop from morning to night, and successfully manufactured parts one after another.

　　 Once in the morning and once in the evening, he would eat in the hotel lobby and then see Zoltan and Roger playing cards.

　　 Zoltan handed over the hotel to his staff, leaving nothing else.

　　 Roger is the same, a dignified legendary man, sitting there playing cards day and night, like an internet addicted teenager who has been eating and living in an Internet cafe for several months.

　　 The original image of a master in Ren's mind suddenly collapsed.

　　 Five days later, Renn held the newly polished black wooden **** in his hand and exhaled a long breath.

　　 This is the last part of the shotgun!

　　 The other 70 parts have been manufactured. With this stock, you can assemble a complete Remington M870 shotgun.

　　 He took the **** and walked to the workbench. All the parts were placed on a coarse cloth, neatly arranged.

　　 Without any pause, Ren began to assemble.

　　Although this is the first physical assembly, he has assembled it hundreds of times in games and mobile phones. The sequence has long been familiar to him. Which part should be installed in each step can be done with his eyes closed.

　　 The movements of both hands kept running smoothly like clouds and flowing water. Soon, a pure black shotgun appeared in his hands, showing the beauty of craftsmanship.

　　 Rehn felt the weight and size of the gun body, which were very close to the parameters in the three-dimensional structure diagram. It was heavy in his hand, and it was no problem to hit people.

　　 He put the **** on his right shoulder, his left hand supported the front handguard of the gun body, and made an aiming posture.

　　 Pull the trigger and make a crisp sound.

　　 The left hand pulled the handguard, and with a click, he reloaded it neatly, and the trigger made another crisp sound. Several consecutive fast empty bombs were reloaded without any problems, and the internal structure operated very stably.

　　 Now it’s almost time to load the bullet.

　　 Ren looked at a paper box on the table. He made the bullet yesterday.

　　Zoltan has a single-step rotary press that specializes in manufacturing bullets. You only need to replace the corresponding size mold to manually suppress bullets.

　　 M870 uses 12-caliber bullets. Rennes hand-made a batch of bullet shells out of brass, matched with primer and steel balls, used all the black powder, and produced a total of 30 shotguns.

　　 There is a target wall in the workshop, which Zoltan usually uses to test the gun. It is cratered and the entire stone wall has been knocked out.

　　 Ryan loaded a bullet and fired a shot at the wall while standing five meters away.

boom!

　　 There was a muffled sound, white smoke from the gun barrel, and a strong smell of gunpowder passed into the nostrils.

　　 Ren raised his hand to sweep away the smoke in front of him, his face was full of unstoppable joy.

　　 The recoil from the gun body is not small, but it is within a tolerable range. He walked to the target wall and checked it carefully, and found dozens of tiny holes, the distribution was very random, the killing area covered about half a square meter, and the power was quite amazing.

　　 If this shot hits a person, it will surely smash the person!

　　 Next, Renn loaded three bullets at a time, fired in rapid succession, banging three times, leaving more small holes in the target wall. However, there are countless potholes on the target wall, and it is a mess. If you don't look for it specially, it is difficult to find these inconspicuous holes.

　　 "Okay, this gun is okay, but the smoke is too smoky, so there is a chance to improve it later."

　　 Rehn did not continue the test. There were only 30 bullets in total, and the rest should not be wasted.

　　 "Now, the time has come for revenge."

　　 He silently disassembled the gun into parts, packed it with the bullet in a black cloth bag, and walked out of the workshop. When he passed the hotel lobby, Zoltan and Roger were still playing cards. He went upstairs and put the cloth bag under the bed in the room, and then went downstairs to the counter.

　　 "Zoltan, I won't borrow your workshop tomorrow."

　　 Zoltan looked up at Renn and said in surprise: "Is it all right so soon?"

　　 But his mind is now on playing cards, he shook his hand before Renne answered, "You borrowed the five-day workshop, and I don't count the materials used carefully, just give me 300 copper liso in total."

　　 Ryan happily paid the money and said sincerely, "Thank you."

　　 In this borrowing, he actually took advantage. The coal and metal materials used during the five-day period were definitely more than 50 copper risos. Without Zoltan's generous help, he didn't know when he would get revenge.

　　 Zoltan nodded indifferently, and said nothing.

　　 Roger, who was sitting across from him, was even more focused on the cards, without even looking at Renn.

　　 Ryan did not disturb them, and turned around and left the hotel.

　　 He returned along the way he had come a few days ago, and took another look when he passed the Justice Church. Unfortunately, no fallen person was judged these days, so he had no chance to absorb the soul.

　　 Arrived at the station, got on the bus, and after a transfer, Wren arrived at Wood Street in Honiton District.

　　 The residents of Honiton are mainly businessmen, white-collar workers and chamber of commerce employees. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com mostly engages in decent jobs. The economic conditions are much better than those in slums, and the streets are not as crowded.

　　 Lane was familiar with Wood Street, and soon got to the place he was looking for.

　　 Maloney's Sword, the swordsmanship hall where I worked not long ago.

Ren did not approach the swordsmanship hall so as not to be recognized by those who knew him. Instead, he sat down in an outdoor cafe hundreds of meters away, ordered a cup of ice tea, sat in a remote corner, and picked up a newspaper. Looking around, opening the eyes of the soul from time to time, observing the movement of the gate of the swordsmanship from a distance.

　　He was waiting for Asperger and Ramsey to come out and grasp their whereabouts.

　　 The first step in revenge is to find the address of the two, but Renn does not intend to do it in the city. Because the sound of the shotgun was too loud, even if two people were killed, he was likely to be arrested.

　　Longshande City is the domain of the Duke of Silver Star. The Duke has two powerful private weapons. One of them is the Silver Knights in charge of public security in the city. The guards are all members of the Silver Knights.

　　 There are also the extraordinary power of the three major churches. An ordinary person shooting in the city is tantamount to seeking his own death.

　　 But it's not all chance.

　　 Rehn judged from the clues in his memory that he was knocked out in the city, and after waking up, he was in the river outside the city.

　　 The flow of the Freigren River is not turbulent, and it is impossible to wash the body so far in a short time. There is only one explanation, that is, Ramsay throws the body outside the city.

　　 In other words, Asperger and Ramsey must have a secret stronghold outside the city, where they were beaten for several hours that night.

　　 And, this secret stronghold should not be far from the river when crossing.

　　 If you can find this place, the chance to get hands-on will come.