Malicious Targeting

After obtaining the license, Roger quickly retrieved "Divine Song".

He fumbled around under the butt of the gun for a while before aiming at the small opening and inserting the metal card.

A whooshing sound came from the streamlined gun barrel.

The two wildly shaped gun barrels turned a deep red from the inside out.

It feels scalding hot to the touch.

A long time passed.

This powerful weapon has now been fully activated.

"Divine Song (Shotgun) (Transcendent Weapon) (Activated)"

Rating: S+

"Drive: Primal Stone (Fire)"

"Normal Attack: Devastatingly strikes a narrow fan-shaped area in front; single-target damage depends on bullet attributes, with a minimum damage of 10 per bullet."

The number of bullets loaded each time must not be less than 400.

Special Abilities: Lion! Leopard! Wolf! (Unavailable)

Because he doesn't have a part-time "sharpshooter" role, Roger is currently unable to use the special abilities that come with the Divine Song.

However, normal attacks are sufficient.

This extraordinary shotgun, made by the Cowas People, has an effective range of about 50 meters.

Beyond 50 meters, the damage will be significantly reduced due to diffusion.

But within 50 meters, it's an absolute killer! As long as it's not a creature with extremely high defense like the Johnny Turtle Thunder Dragon.

Divine Song are all one-shot kills.

If equipped with special type ammunition.

Even the Thunder Dragon can be killed with a single shot.

certainly.

This thing also has a lot of drawbacks.

First, it consumes a lot of energy.

The Cowas People's firearms are all powered by Primal Stone.

A single, lowest-grade Primal Stone can only power Divine Song for five shots.

In comparison, if Primal Stone of the same quality is given to a low-level mage to make a staff, it can last for at least six months.

Secondly, it charges slowly and takes a long time to cool down.

A 20-minute recharge time is absolutely necessary after firing a single shot.

The cooldown time is also more than 5 minutes.

If you repeatedly splash cold water on the gun barrel, you might be able to reduce this time to less than 3 minutes.

But unless you're so extravagant that you can exchange a shot for a Primal Stone, this action is pointless.

even so.

Shotguns remain one of Roger's favorite weapons from his previous life in the game.

In certain specific situations.

It has amazing effects.

Gently put away the Divine Song.

Roger led everyone through the Teleportation Gate and arrived at the second level of the Endless Labyrinth.

The structure here is similar to that of the first floor.

The only difference is that the roaming monster has changed from the Ruby Golem to the Frostheart Golem.

The dropped items changed from Ruby Shard to fragments of the Frostheart.

Roger naturally adopted a wait-and-see approach.

He started brushing away without even looking at it.

One week later.

When Roger set foot on the land of the Paramount Manor again, he was filled with a myriad of emotions:

When we set off, it was early spring, when the snow was just beginning to melt and everything was new.

When I returned, it was already the height of summer. The manor was lush and green, and the cicadas were chirping loudly.

This gave him a feeling of being in another world.

On the data panel.

Lines of information scrolled by unnoticed.

"You've gained new insights into life; you've reached a new milestone: Lamenting Spring and Autumn."

"You have gained 1 Milestone Points."

"Lamenting Spring and Autumn: Time flies, but it has nothing to do with you."

"Corresponding title: Eager Aspiring Poet (Your artistic creation ability increases by 10 points)"

"It really has nothing to do with me. I still have over 9,000 years to live."

Roger thought happily.

"Your total Milestone Points (including those already redeemed) have reached 51. A new redeemable reward has been discovered. Do you wish to redeem it?"

"Malicious Targeting Ticket (new)"

Type: Consumable

Price: 20 Milestone Points

"Purpose: After using this voucher, you can choose a specific sub-profession to 'target'. Each time you kill a targeted professional, you will gain additional attribute benefits. Duration: 6 months (reusable)"

"Ah, this..."

"Is this really targeting them?"

The appearance of the new props made Roger completely forget his Lamenting Spring and Autumn and fall into deep thought.

This tool should definitely not be misused.

The excess returns are tempting.

But Roger has his own bottom line.

Normal professionals certainly shouldn't target others maliciously.

However, this is not necessarily true for certain professions.

In just a moment.

Seven or eight notorious professions flashed through his mind.

"I just don't know what attributes they'll give them."

A sense of anticipation ignited in Roger's heart.

He suppressed the urge to exchange the items directly and instructed his underlings to transport the goods back to the farm first, while he himself rushed to Dawn Town.

Along the way.

He passed by many people.

Most people subconsciously ignored him.

Only a few people greeted him with surprise and, without prior arrangement, offered him a few words of "comfort."

"Master Roger, don't take that kind of thing to heart."

"It's normal to make a mistake when you're not in good form."

"In our hearts, you will always be a remarkable person!"

Roger was completely baffled by these words.

However, he remained calm and simply smiled as he continued walking forward.

Not long after.

He then arrived Lord's Manor.

"It seems that a lot has happened while I was away."

In Alan.Dominic's living room.

On the hard sofa.

Roger picked up the cup of black tea in his hand, took a sip, and showed an expression of admiration:

"It tastes amazing."

"In fact, only one thing happened."

The lord sat upright on the desk facing the sofa, his expression calm and indifferent. "Half a month ago, a Martial Artist from the East Coast appeared and claimed to challenge you; I had one of my men dress up as you and lose to him in a duel that ended quickly."

Roger frowned. "Why did you do that?"

"I'm sorry, but this was to buy time."

Alan explained with a face full of apology:

"I know the details of that Martial Artist."

His first identity is the deputy ringmaster of the "Flying Circus," his second is a member of a rare martial arts school, and as for his third identity... I think you can guess it already.

"Greyrock City".

Roger answered without hesitation.

Only those skeletons in the west could force Alan to make such an abrupt and impolite arrangement.

"That's right."

Alan nodded and introduced, "He is a spy from Greyrock City."

The Flying Circus appeared about three years ago.

Initially, they were active in the villages along the Knight Avenue.

Their performances are said to be very popular with the local villagers, but according to my investigation, any village that has welcomed them will generally be greeted by an army of the dead 3 to 6 months later.

All indications suggest that Greyrock City has mastered a method to traverse the Great Wetland, possibly through some kind of large waterborne transportation, or perhaps through Underground City ...

Roger's expression gradually became serious.

No wonder he heard in Tongma Town that the Corpse Demon was killing people all the way south along Knight Avenue.

So he wasn't acting alone! "So, that Martial Artist and his circus were actually using performances as a cover to gather intelligence from various places?"

Roger gently put down his teacup.

"That's true."

Alan quickened his pace. "Wellington, the chief mage of Greyrock City, is an extremely suspicious fellow."

If he wanted to start a war, he would definitely investigate the manor thoroughly.

In fact, we have known each other very well over the years.

But Roger, your appearance has brought a bit of uncertainty to our situation.

Wellington is a man who cannot tolerate change, so he will definitely conduct a targeted investigation into you.

That Martial Artist's challenge was only the first time.

And very soon.

There will be a second time.

Speaking of which...

He got up from his desk and handed Roger a colorful papyrus scroll.

"Great news: The East Coast's most popular Flying Circus will be visiting Paramount Manor in early September. Our lineup includes: trapeze artists, empty-handed acts, clowns and Flying Dagger..."

"The visitor is not friendly."

Roger couldn't help but snort.

"That's natural, but we've never been afraid."

"We just need time to complete the new round of deployment."

Alan came over carrying an old box:

"Wellington's paranoia is our best friend. I know him too well— Master Roger's defeat was so swift that he'll only think I'm just trying to cover things up and will definitely test me again."

"Although it is a temporary measure, doing so will ultimately damage your reputation."

"I am deeply sorry for my recklessness. As compensation, and as a gift as previously agreed, here are the things I found in the Gem City Ruins related to Martial Artist."

After saying that.

Alan then handed the wooden box to Roger intact.

Roger gripped the box tightly, but didn't open it.

He looked at Alan seriously and said, "Reputation is nothing to me."

"If this is just a gift to fulfill a promise, it is too extravagant."

"What does the lord want me to do?"

Alan smiled and said, "When I'm not around, just do your best to protect every civilian in the manor."

"So I don't need protection when you're around?"

Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but make a joke.

Alan said solemnly, "While I'm here, I will naturally protect them personally."

"Good!"

Roger wiped the smile from his face and nodded solemnly.

Then he slowly opened the wooden box.

An air of vicissitudes washes over you.

Inside were three books, a jade pendant, and a pair of ancient boxing gloves.

He randomly grabbed a book and began to examine it closely.

"Exquisite Martial Arts Manual (Shrinking Yang Into Abdomen)"

"What the hell?"

Roger was dumbfounded.