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Mordo's mouth twitched, and he looked somewhat helpless: "Master Darian, we aren't like you. This kind of weapon probably isn't suitable for us."
They couldn't afford to be as extravagant as Darian, casually pouring magic into bullets.
After all, their magic was borrowed from Dimensional Demon Gods and was already pitifully scarce. Firing a full magazine would consume enough magic to cast several conventional spells; it simply wasn't cost-effective.
If they didn't infuse it with magic, ordinary bullets couldn't harm magical creatures and were no different from a fire poker.
Darian smiled mysteriously: "No, no, no. This isn't an ordinary AK; this is an Enchanted AK."
Wong became interested upon hearing this and leaned in to ask: "Is there anything special after the Enchantment?"
Darian said solemnly: "Of course. With one shot, you might die."
Wong: "..."
Be more confident, remove the 'might'.
Even if this were a regular pistol, he couldn't block a bullet!
His physical body was just that of an ordinary mortal, not a body of steel. If he got shot, he would have to lie down.
"Forget it, you won't understand just by listening. Let me demonstrate directly."
Darian raised the muzzle and aimed it at Kaecilius in front of him: "Kaecilius, use your best defensive magic and defend with all your might."
Kaecilius's face turned dark.
There were so many people on the field, why did he have to be the target?
But he didn't refuse. This was the perfect opportunity to prove that thermal weapons were deviant paths and that cold weapons were the righteous way!
Moreover, he had great confidence in his defensive magic. Even if Darian's bullets were infused with magic, blocking them shouldn't be a problem.
Thinking of this, Kaecilius stepped forward, a confident look appearing on his face.
"Fine! Bring it on!"
Kaecilius drew an arcane trajectory in front of his chest with both hands. Pale golden magical light gradually condensed into shape, and a circular shield with complex magical imprints appeared in front of him, protecting his entire body behind it.
Darian asked: "Ready?"
Kaecilius nodded slightly, a hint of arrogance in his expression: "Come on!"
"Alright!"
Darian aimed the muzzle at the center of the shield and decisively pulled the trigger.
In an instant, the body of the AK glowed with a scarlet light, and circles of translucent runes appeared on its surface.
Da da da da da da!
Tongues of fire erupted, and countless bullets flew out of the chamber, trailing crimson light trails as they poured onto Kaecilius's magic shield like a meteor shower. Every time a bullet hit, ripples spread across the surface of the magic shield, and golden and red light intertwined and burst, exploding into dazzling sparks.
The light was too blinding. Kaecilius couldn't help but squint; his vision was completely occupied by the fire, and he couldn't see the situation in front of him at all.
But he could clearly feel the magical aura attached to the bullets; it was definitely not simple magic infusion.
It was magic!
It had magic added to it!
Everyone present was a master sorcerer proficient in magic, and they quickly recognized the runic patterns on the AK.
That female master sorcerer who never used beauty filters widened her eyes and exclaimed in shock.
"This is… Dragon Breath Spell!?"
Dragon Breath Spell was a very powerful fire magic.
Not only was it powerful, but it could also ignite objects to make them burn continuously. Unless the magic was exhausted, it was difficult to extinguish it by ordinary means. However, this magic was quite complicated to cast; it required the caster to focus their mind and use specific gestures and incantations to successfully release it.
But what about Darian in front of them?
His only gesture was pulling the trigger, and his only incantation was the sound of the AK.
What was even more outrageous was that every bullet actually carried the effect of the Dragon Breath Spell!
The hell is this Dragon Breath Spell? It was clearly Dragon Breath Bullets!
Although the Dragon Breath Spell attached to these bullets was weaker than the original, there were too many of them.
In just a few seconds, cracks had appeared on Kaecilius's magic shield, and they were constantly expanding. The golden light on the magic shield was gradually dimming.
"This… how is this possible!?"
Kaecilius was incredulous, feeling as if his view of magic was shattering.
Others calculated magic casting by the second, but Darian calculated it by the rate of fire of an AK!
That meant at least 10 Dragon Breath Bullets were hitting his face every second!
Is this even reasonable!?
After a round of frantic strafing, Kaecilius's magic shield was covered in dense cracks, and the entire shield was swaying, looking like it was about to shatter at any moment.
Kaecilius's face turned pale, sweat rolling down his forehead; he looked like he couldn't hold on much longer.
Crack!
A shattering sound suddenly rang out.
However, what shattered was not Kaecilius's magic shield, but the AK in Darian's hand.
As Darian kept firing, the magical runes on the surface of the AK became increasingly unstable, and fine cracks began to appear on the gun body, spreading from the barrel to the body, and then to the stock, continuously extending.
In the end, the entire gun completely fell apart in his hands, turning into a pile of debris that fell to the ground.
The gunfire stopped abruptly.
"What's going on?"
Wong looked at the AK fragments on the ground, both confused and heartbroken, as if he had seen an expensive antique vase accidentally fall to the ground.
Darian was not surprised at all and said calmly: "The equipment's durability ran out. Firearms made of such ordinary materials simply cannot withstand such high-intensity magic. Being able to attach a weakened version of the Dragon Breath Spell is already the limit. Once the durability hits zero, the equipment will collapse on its own."
Kaecilius heard this, and his originally shocked expression changed instantly, and he laughed out loud.
"Hahahaha, I knew it! Such magic tools are ultimately deviant paths, only good for a moment of glory! If you encounter a real battle and your weapon self-destructs halfway through, I ask you, what else can you use to fight?"
"Good question!"
Darian showed his white teeth: "I already considered this problem, so I casually made dozens more of these magic tools."
Kaecilius's laughter stalled: "What?"
Darian didn't say much, just waved his hand.
Clatter!
A pile of black things fell from his hand, piling up into a small hill on the ground.
AKs, all Enchanted AKs.
A glance over showed at least dozens of them.
Kaecilius's smile instantly froze on his face.
Darian casually picked up an AK and said joyfully: "You see, as long as one explodes, just use the second one. If that explodes, use the third, the fourth, the fifth... This way you don't have to worry about running out of weapons."
Kaecilius: "..."
Wow, truly amazing. You could actually come up with such a method.
The other master sorcerers were also shocked.
It wasn't that they hadn't seen magic tools before, but it was the first time they had seen so many taken out at once.
Mordo was the first to react and couldn't help asking: "These soldiers… cough cough, I mean magic tools, do they all have the same effect as the one just now?" Y
ou have to know, Kaecilius was a master sorcerer of Kamar-Taj, and even he could barely resist the firepower of this Enchanted AK, so one could imagine how powerful this thing was.
"Of course not." Darian shook his head.
The master sorcerers were a little disappointed.
As expected, how could such a powerful magic tool be mass-produced so easily.
Who knew, then they heard Darian continue: "Only a portion of the AKs have the Dragon Breath Spell attached. Other AKs have other magic attached, namely magic Lightning, Ice Crystal Spell, Gale Spell, Voodoo Curse… uh, ignore that one, I don't know who stuffed this black magic into my gun."
Master sorcerers: "..."
They felt the same way as Kaecilius at this moment; their view of magic was a bit shattered.
You must know that regardless of the magic tool, for a sorcerer, it was a very rare thing.
Because most magic tools were created by Dimensional Demon Gods or powerful ancient sorcerers, each one was extremely rare and limited in quantity. Some rogue sorcerers would even turn against each other and fight fiercely just to snatch a magic tool.
As a result, when it came to Darian, he had actually turned it into a magic tool assembly line, and it could be mass-produced directly.
Was this still the magic World they knew?
Kaecilius took a deep breath and remained stubborn: "Even so, these magic tools are not something that ordinary sorcerers can use. Using magic so frequently must consume a lot of mana."
He wasn't talking nonsense.
magic tools were not items you could just pick up and use; they also required the user's magic to activate and maintain, and there were many strict conditions for use.
"That is exactly the point I want to make."
Darian raised the corners of his mouth and explained triumphantly: "The magic tools I created have no usage conditions at all. As long as you know how to use a gun, that's fine, and you don't need to consume the user's magic, at most just some ammunition."
"What!?"
The master sorcerers exclaimed at the same time.
Mordo's pupils shrank, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Master Darian, are you telling the truth!?"
"Try it and you'll know."
Darian casually threw the Enchanted AK in his hand to Mordo.
Mordo caught it in a panic. Although he was a sorcerer, he still knew a little about firearms.
He quickly figured out the basic operation, raised the muzzle, placed his finger on the trigger, and aimed at… Kaecilius.
Kaecilius: "..."
No, do I look that much like a target?
Why does everyone like to use me to test guns!?
Kaecilius was cursing inwardly, but his body was very honest, and his hands re-condensed a perfect magic shield.
"Kaecilius, you must be careful; bullets don't have eyes."
It was Mordo's first time shooting someone, so he was inevitably a little worried.
Kaecilius felt a warmth in his heart for Mordo's concern: "Don't worry, this little thing won't hurt me. You can just…"
Da da da da da da!
Before he could finish his sentence, Mordo suddenly pulled the trigger, and the sound of gunfire erupted instantly.
Kaecilius: #%#%￥#@
Countless bullets flashing with blue electric arcs hit Kaecilius's magic shield with a crackle, exploding into clusters of sizzling electric currents. The master sorcerers could recognize that this was magic Lightning through the Enchantment magic imprints on the AK.
But that wasn't the point.
The point was that Mordo could really use this Enchanted AK!
Mordo strafed for several seconds before he was willing to release the trigger.
He looked down at the gun in his hand, his expression gradually becoming dull: "It's actually true, it really doesn't require consuming any magic…" After firing so many shots, he didn't feel any loss of magic at all, nor was there any price to pay after casting.
Except for the fact that the AK was a bit hard to control, it was incredibly easy!
"Mordo, how do you feel?"
The other master sorcerers asked with some urgency in their tone.
As a result, Mordo was like a dull child, without any response.
Wong couldn't help it first and was the first to rush up, snatching the firearm from Mordo's hand: "Let me try!"
He raised the muzzle, aimed at Kaecilius in front of him, and decisively pulled the trigger.
Kaecilius: #%#%￥#@
After a burst of da da da, Wong put down the gun, and his expression also became dull.
That female master sorcerer didn't say a word, snatched the gun from Wong's hand, and also fired a magazine at Kaecilius.
Dullness +1
Except for Kaecilius, the few master sorcerers took turns, and everyone tried it once.
Then they all turned into dull children one by one.
The impact of reality was too great; their brains were trying to accept this fact.
Acceptance failed…
Trying to accept again…
Giving up thinking…
Unconditional, no-consumption use of magic tools was completely beyond their scope of cognition.
From the first day they learned magic, they were repeatedly instilled with a concept: magic has a price.
The greater the ability, the greater the loan!
This was an iron law, a reality that every sorcerer must accept.
The firepower produced by that gun just now, if replaced by traditional magic, the magic consumed and the price paid would be enough to make them recover for several days.
But now, after they finished a magazine, they were like nothing had happened.
The gap was too obvious!!
It felt like a house bought with a decades-long loan, scrimping and saving every month to pay off the mortgage, only to be told one day that someone was giving everyone houses for free.
How could they accept this for a while?
Wong came back to his senses from his dullness, his tone filled with irrepressible fanaticism: "If this kind of magic tool can be popularized, then when we deal with magical creatures in the future…"
He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood, and their expressions gradually became excited.
In the past, when they cast spells, they would consider how much the magic would cost. Every time they made a move, they were calculating carefully, and every spell was weighing the pros and cons.
Some talented newcomers would get carried away as soon as they learned a few spells, casting big moves every day, only to end up with huge debts in less than half a year, directly triggering the Dimensional Demon God's execution line, and the outcome was simply miserable.
But if they had these Enchanted AKs, it would be completely different.
They would never have to worry about the cost and consumption again and could cast magic to their heart's content!
Any sorcerer would surely be unable to resist such a temptation!
Kaecilius looked at his gradually sinking companions and said with heartache: "If we all use this kind of magic tool, what will our Kamar-Taj become? Is this still what magic looks like?"
Don't look at Kaecilius's villainous appearance; deep down, he was a staunch traditionalist.
He absolutely refused to admit that this kind of deviant path could be considered magic.
Darian chuckled: "You don't like using an AK? No problem, actually I have better magic tools. The materials and magic effects are much stronger than these AKs."
As he spoke, he flipped his right hand and produced an exquisite pistol out of thin air.
"Glock 18 pistol, 9mm caliber, maximum rate of fire 1300 rounds/minute, attached with 'Heavy Strike magic', 'Injury Delay', 'Bone Breaking Spell', three kinds of magic, specifically targeting physical damage. If you hit the leg, the effect is even better."
Darian didn't stop, his hand flipped again, and he changed the gun.
"MP7 submachine gun, using 4.6×30 bullets, light weight, low recoil, attached with 'Penetration Spell' and 'Wind Blade' magic, extremely strong close-range damage, suitable for assault."
"Barrett, large-caliber sniper rifle, I don't need to introduce its power, right? Attached with 'Precision Lock' and 'Explosion Spell' magic, as long as the magical creature is not too strong, it absolutely cannot withstand a shot."
"QJY201 general-purpose machine gun…"
Darian produced one firearm after another out of thin air, all kinds, long and short, leaving the master sorcerers dumbfounded.
Not a buddy, are you a sorcerer or an arms dealer? Why are you carrying so many thermal weapons?
Did you carry an arsenal with you!?
Darian took out more than a dozen firearms in a row, finally stopped, and looked at Kaecilius with a smile.
"How about it, do you want to pick one and try it? I'll give it to you."
Wong shook his head: "Forget it, Kaecilius is a traditionalist, he might not be able to accept this and…"
"Wong, that's where you're wrong!"
Kaecilius interrupted Wong, his tone filled with reprimand: "Ancient One once taught us that all laws return to one, and all Daos originate from the same source. Marksmanship is also magic, and Ballistics is also the Dao. Although we are sorcerers, we must also learn to keep pace with the times."
Wong: "..."