PNB Chapter 396 This Aim Is 8 Feet Off
Chapter 396 This Aim Is 8 Feet Off
The pile of bits and pieces that Alvin and Lian were tinkering with looked very familiar.
As early as when he was fighting against the half-dragons in the Gray Haze Forest, Kong Er had seen these terrifying things.
Of the two guys in front of me, one was casting some magic on the green grass stems that could be found everywhere in the Elf Kingdom, and the other was constantly throwing unknown debris on the ground, which seemed to be a metal cup used by some Elf God to drink.
“Brother-in-law, look through this pile to see if there is any usable magical metal.
These are some of the stories I secretly read when my grandfather was telling me about my mother’s mischievous childhood…”
Kong Er looked at Lian with a strange expression.
It turns out that you, a part-time warrior and reserve druid harpist, also have the skills of a rogue?
“What’s the use of just looking at it? I don’t know what magic metal looks like.
I'll wait until I've finished making the warheads, and then I'll try a few rounds to see if they work..."
What the hell? What the hell are you going to do in the kingdom of the elves?
Although those elves and gods have already retreated, we are still here!
What are you going to do if these broken things of yours explode before they are even fired?
Holding back the complaints in his heart, Kong Er hesitated for a while, but still couldn't help but ask a question.
"Doesn't your mortar rely on some kind of line to have a sufficient range?"
The bunch of grass stems in Ivan's hand seemed to have been enchanted. He was using his plasticity spell to dissolve a jeweled, beautifully shaped goblet into the shape of a bullet shell.
“A parabola, that’s called a parabola…
Even that silly Luna in the base knows better than you."
The ears are pierced and the head is full of black lines.
Luna is the one favored by the goddess Morgan. If you make such arrangements behind her back, aren't you afraid that the goddess Morgan will give you ten lightning strikes in a row?
"Besides, down there - er, in the material world, there is gravity.
If a shell wants to have a very high range, it needs to use the initial velocity to raise the H point, so that it can have a longer time to resist gravity and air friction...
But here, it's a void environment with no gravity and no air.
As long as the initial velocity is high enough, my bullet can hit as far as I want."
As he spoke, Alvin had quickly assembled a gun mount without a bracket.
He clamped the short and thick gun barrel under his armpit. Since there were no parts such as spell triggers, this makeshift imitation weapon could only be activated by the caster himself.
"Brother-in-law, aren't you afraid of it exploding if you hold it like this?"
The short half-elf, holding a pile of leftover bottles and jars in his hands, shouted something in a shrill voice.
Alvin patted his head, as if regretting why he hadn't thought of this before.
So he turned around and stuffed the crudely made thing into Kong Er's hand.
The two-dimensional orc was unhappy about this.
"Human pervert! Do you think I'm stupid?
I watched the artillery battle on the frozen plain from beginning to end!
If a dangerous object like you explodes in my hands, I will suffer a terrible end!"
Kong Er bared his teeth at Ivan angrily, his two protruding canine teeth almost touching his nose.
"Hey! You old 2D guy!
I asked you to help test why there is so much nonsense!
Besides, as long as you are not killed on the spot, I can rescue you.
Don't you believe in my healing spells?"
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it at all! None of your spells are normal!
Besides, I'm a sword master!
Do you understand Sword Master? A pure warrior!
How do you want me to activate something that only you spellcasters can use!"
Just as the two guys started to speak passionately and swear, a big hand stretched out from behind the ear and took the gun barrel in its hand.
"Let me do it--"
Zach the Gith smiled at Ivan.
"Sir Ivan, you cured my sister. According to the rules of the Gis people, I can die for you unconditionally...
Besides, I'm a psychic warrior, so activating magic items is easy for me."
After saying that, he held the barrel of the gun in his hand, and like twisting a firework tube, he pointed the muzzle at the sky in front of him.
With a loud bang, Xiao Lian covered her ears and ran away in panic.
The Gith man Zack was knocked to the ground by the huge recoil.
Ivan gave Zack a thumbs up. Although this guy has no nose, he is really brave.
But when he came to his senses and looked for where the shell had landed, the black lines on his forehead were suddenly suppressed.
"This aim... is too off..."
Hearing the huge noise here, Nimya handed over the task of maintaining the transmission channel to Larriel, and ran over here with his short legs.
The huge sonic boom from the tube in Zack's hand scared the dark elves who had never seen a mortar.
Before she could run a few steps, she saw Zack, who had fallen to the ground, standing up with difficulty. Ivan, who was standing next to her, had a white light flashing in his hand and slapped the Gis man on the back.
Then Zack, who had been imitating a knight and behaving like a human gentleman, began to tremble in front of everyone and uttered a series of shouts that made the dark elves feel ashamed.
The 1.4-meter-tall Nemia couldn't help but slow down her pace.
Even if a dark elf likes this, they would only do it in their own home...
How can you do this in broad daylight in front of outsiders...
Sure enough, there was a reason why Her Highness Iris asked us to stay away from Alvin.
Fortunately, this kind of perverted behavior was not committed by me...
Nimia patted his chest with lingering fear and continued walking forward.
But Miss Lian and Mr. Kong Er next to them seemed to be used to it and were unmoved.
On the other side, Alvin took out a strange-looking short stick and stuffed it into the cylinder in Zack's hand.
Zack, his body still shaking, pointed the gun barrel in his hand toward the sky again.
There was another loud bang, and the poor Gis man fell to the ground again.
And this time, Nimia, who had excellent eyesight, finally saw it clearly.
An afterimage was ejected from the cylinder and flew into the air at an extremely fast speed. Then, it seemed to go crazy, spinning and flying to an unknown place.
"The case has been solved... Because we couldn't find that much magic metal, and the barrel wasn't long enough, so we couldn't hit the target accurately..."
Ivan shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand that was glowing white and moved towards Zack.
"Sir Aiwen, I just dislocated my joint...
You don’t need to use your healing spells so frequently…”
Zack, sitting on the ground, trembling as he looked at the hand that was getting closer and closer, as if he had seen some kind of monster from the star realm, and was too scared to look directly at it.
But by the time he said this, it was too late.
An even stronger tingling sensation made him tremble uncontrollably, and at the same time he bit his lips tightly, fearing that he would make an uncontrollable sound like he just did.
This look made Nimia, who had already approached, unconsciously cover her mouth with both hands.
Your Highness Iris... You didn't tell me before that Lord Ivan doesn't even let men go...