Extraordinary Sailing

Hearing the meaning of Aiwen's words, although he had expected it, Anthony was still a little disappointed.

"I know that his special ability is not so easy to crack. It's just that if we can't even find his trace, let alone hunting?"

To say who among the few people is most motivated to hunt "killers", it is definitely Anthony. Originally, the hotel under his name was patronized by the "poisonous bluebell", the family reputation was damaged, and a large number of private soldiers were sent to no avail.

His eldest master "led" the hunt for "white-faced dancers" and "poisonous blue bell flowers" last night, which was a great success. Even the consul has made a special trip to thank you in his busy schedule, and the identity of Anthony's heir has become more stable.

After all, the Cramer family is not the only one in charge of the family, or Anthony's brothers and sisters in the family.

The trust crisis in the family was resolved, and many family members expressed their affirmation to this heir.

Anthony naturally wants to make persistent efforts to expand the results.

But the situation now makes him very angry!

In the beginning, the major forces were still exchanging information, and various clues were collected and shared every day. But when only the last two "murder ghosts" were left, they began to drag their feet back, hiding the information for fear of being taken over by others.

If the major forces can work together, maybe you don't have to wait until today, and the seven "murder ghosts" have all been wiped out except for the "random hosts" that haven't appeared for a while.

How terrible is a sniper that no one else can find?

While these people can't wait to send all of their own people out, while desperately dragging others down, thinking that the human side has a chance to win? What a fool!

"What if we change our mindset and start with the victim?" Dilis, who had been thinking about it, suddenly thought of an idea.

"The devil’s disciple relied on his sniper rifle to kill. As long as we can find the victim he hunted, we can deduce where he is based on the effective range of the sniper rifle. Approximate location. Then we will go to the door again!"

"Well, it's also a useful idea, I will try again."

In fact, when Ivan searched just now, in addition to trying to find the "disciple of the devil" on high-rise buildings, he was already paying attention to whether there were any victims on the street, but he didn't find anything.

But Ivan also got inspiration from Dilis's words. As long as the victim appears in the sight of the "murderer", it is possible to be sniped, but the field of vision of a sniper rifleman is different from that of ordinary people.

Also as a "sniper musketeer", Ivan knows that even hiding in the room may not prevent a powerful sniper from attacking, and passing by the window unconsciously may create opportunities for him.

What's more, this "sniper musketeer" himself is an evil spirit of extraordinary level, and it is not surprising that he can do even more incredible things.

At this time, there are real...

The scenes flowed from the bottom of his heart again.

Fully armed city guards walked through the streets and alleys in groups...A three-person arakkoa squad roamed in remote places outside the city...A mixed team of priests and iron wall knights went deep into the residential area to investigate Anomaly... The "classmates" of the Royal Naval Academy also divided their patrol areas, and Ivan even saw Kelsen Augustine who was not dealing with Krell...

The street was still calm.

As soon as his eyes turned, Ivan focused more attention on the interior of the building, without sending seabirds into the building to investigate. Even evil spirits have their limits. Just imitate the observation field of a sniper and pass by a window with a suitable height to see if there is a victim behind the window.

"Yes!"

Sure enough, after changing his mind, Ivan quickly found out.

Outside a three-story hotel in the business district on the south side of the city, Ivan saw a broken stained glass window, and the warm yellow gas lamp light came out from the breach, which was somewhat conspicuous in the night.

Through the breach, Ivan really saw a middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground. It may be that the airtightness of the room was too good, and his blood had begun to solidify and had not been discovered by others.

Soon, following this train of thought, Ivan found the second, third... eleventh victim. Some of the victims are alone and no one cares about them, but some have been surrounded by people clamoring for the sky.

Of course, Ivan also saw the little boy who had been torn apart by the powerful kinetic energy of the projectile and blurred into one piece, and the young mother who was almost crazy...

Hearing and seeing are completely two concepts, especially human beings are more likely to have compassion for their younger kind. The scene of desperation to the point of vomiting blood, like a dagger pierced heavily on Aiwen's heart.

"Squeak..."

Alvin's molars creaked, and the blood thrust back. Now he no longer has any thoughts of meritorious deeds in his heart, he just wants to pull out this "murderer" so that he also feels desperate!

Mark the locations of all the victims on the map and connect them with lines to form an irregular curved gear shape. Seeing the location of the gear center, Ivan said coldly:

"Found the goal!"

...

Step... step... step...

The three human shadows moved rapidly and leaped between the buildings, like ghosts, leaving only the back of passers-by to disappear again.

"By the way, why doesn't Aiwen come with us? This guy is mysterious all day long." Anthony was a little confused about Aiwen's arrangements before leaving.

"It's enough to do our own task. Ivan is much more reliable than you." Diris, who was also speeding next to him, gave him a blank glance.

"Ivan must have found a place to cover us." Only Krell had guessed and said confidently.

"Cover us?"

"Yeah, don't you know that Ivan is also a'sniper gunner'?"

Creel...

The question of course made Anthony and Dilis look at each other again.

"Ok...?!!"

Irving didn't mean to act alone.

But he knows well that in battles where there is no magical intervention at a lower transcendent level, the excellent performance of the alchemy musket leads to the "sniper musketeer" who can fight against the "sniper musketeer"!

This is especially true when the four of them are only second-order official knights, and the legal profession is at most no more than the apprentice level of wizards. If there is the strength of a great knight, Ivan promises to be the first to take the lead...

On the roof of a large casino, Ivan took out his alchemy musket "Thorn Golden Rose", also used a horizontal shooting position, looking into the distance through the scope.

Eight hundred meters away is the Ankalia Theater, where the highly suspected "disciples of the devil" is located. The three swift figures have quietly reached a street away from the theater, carefully hiding themselves through the blind corner of the building.

As long as you go further, you will most likely be spotted by the sniper's keen senses.

"call--"

Aiwen let out a sigh of relief and whispered to the "Violet Eye" ID card: "Hidden, wait for my signal!"

"understand."

The tactics have been formulated long ago. Anthony, Krell, and Dilis acted as sharp knives and were responsible for unexpectedly entering the battle. The most important thing is to see if you can suppress this "killer" on your side.

The unique ability of the "disciple of the devil" is a very high-level weakening of the sense of existence, rather than being invisible or virtualized. Even if it is not perceptible, his people are actually there.

The solution is not complicated, just a large-scale attack covering his hiding area.

"The battle begins!"

Fluttering--

Very fast!

A flying formation consisting of five white seagulls swooped down from the dark sky and threw five red **** at an altitude of 30 meters above the Ankalia Coliseum.

Even in the sniper state, the demon disciple was not ignorant of the vigilance of a veteran of a hundred battles, easily caught the wind and grass around him, and even avoided the falling "falling objects" far away for caution.

But they are not just as simple as falling objects.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With five explosions in succession, a huge orange flame rose into the air with the kerosene, covering most of the theater roof in a blink of an eye.

Under a direct attack, the interference effect on the "demon's disciple" was instantly broken. To put it bluntly, a reduced sense of presence is a skill that makes others ignore oneself, and sometimes it is more effective than being directly invisible.

Don't make big moves, don't speak loudly~www.ltnovel.com~ Even if it shows some clues, it will be ignored by others subconsciously. But it can deceive the senses of others, but it cannot deceive the world.

A veteran with a cold face and a shaggy face in a worn-out military uniform was instantly exposed to Ivan's gun.

His trouser legs even burned with flames that he could not completely avoid.

Without hesitation, Irving pulled the trigger.

Bang——#br...

r# Under the correction of the digitized field of vision, all the wind speed, wind force, gravity influence, distance are all under the control of Aiwen, and he is confident that this shot cannot be missed!

The specially-made alchemy projectile carried Aiwen's greetings and crossed a distance of 800 meters in less than a second.

In the next moment, it will penetrate the "veteran" chest.

Bang--

"impossible!"

Ivan suddenly raised his head, and when there was no room for it, the veteran seemed to unconsciously lean his body slightly, avoiding the inevitable blow of Ivan.

The bullet just wiped his clothes and made a cut!

After all, there are things beyond the computing power of the "data-based vision" in this world. Obviously, the battle "intuition" of a veteran of all kinds of battles is one of them!

In fact, the veteran did not realize that he had become the prey of others until the projectile was shot out of the gun. But the strong fighting instinct makes the body faster than thinking, just like some kind of high-level reflex, subconsciously avoiding the attack sideways.

This is also the gap between the "pseudo-sniper musketeer" and the real sniper musketeer!

At the same time, Ivan also exposed himself when he missed a hit.

The veteran's counterattack came quickly and swiftly.

boom--

The faint flame of the opposite muzzle flashed, and the projectile flew faster than the sound of the gun.