Warhammer Wizard

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In the next few days, Ren maintained a very regular life.

Wake up in the morning to meditate, exercise strength at the Basil Hotel in the morning, practice warhammer skills, go to Viola’s house in the afternoon to practice piano; return to the hotel in the evening, soak in Zoltan’s mechanical workshop until late at night, almost nothing Go back to your apartment.

Zoltan was very efficient, and within a few days he gathered the materials he wanted and started his own research.

During this period, Ren showed a little bit of the skill of the keyboard, making rapid progress, which made Viola surprised and numb. The two became more and more familiar, and they were in a relationship between friends and lovers.

Ren tried Viola's true purpose many times, but she didn't get any results. She seemed to have preparedness in her heart, or she had another decision, and the distance could not be further.

He is not in a hurry, but somewhat enjoys his current state.

One thing was unexpected. The Phyllis didn't know whether the mountain giant's Demon Soul was a fake, or knew that it was impossible to get compensation, but didn't come to the Violet House to make trouble.

Since the trade fair, Viola has not seen her, nor Gallovena, the initiator.

This surprised both Ren and Viola.

In Zoltan’s yard, splitting the air sound is endless.

Ren only wore a white shirt. The iron essence warhammer wielded impermeably, and his pace was quick and steady. The heavy hammer looked very light in his hand, but it was as heavy as a mountain, without the slightest trace of muddy water. Everywhere he went, he waved for a while. There was a dull and terrifying roar.

call! call! call……

After waving for a few minutes, Ren put down his warhammer, panting slightly, and wiped the sweat from his face.

After more than ten days of constant practice, he has integrated the skills of the warhammer, like training for many years, without any jerky.

With a hammer in his hand, he is confident that he can be worthy of any Sword Master of the same level.

"Didn't expect you to have such an innate talent on Warhammer, not much worse than your sword technique." Roger Hunter's voice rang in the yard.

"Master Roger, good noon." Ren said hello with a smile.

As early as ten minutes ago, he noticed Roger's existence, and he had been watching him for a long time.

I stayed at the Basil Hotel for half a month. Ren didn't see Roger several times. The other party always appeared and disappear unpredictably. He was tired of staying in the room with the witch Delersa during the day and went out often at night, not knowing what he was doing.

Occasionally, Delerza was not there, and Roger just played cards with Zoltan and then went to sleep.

Ren looked at Roger's appearance, wondering if it was his own illusion, this Legendary hunter Fiend seemed to be a little thinner than before, and his eye bags were also a little heavier, as if he lacked sleep.

Dirty thoughts flashed through his mind immediately.

"Is it sucked up by the witch?"

Roger yawned and said listlessly: "I thought it was a pity that you wasted a great sword technique innate talent. Now it seems that you are more suitable to use a warhammer, which is also good."

His face was relieved.

The Fiend hunter who has never used a warhammer in this world, even the Bear School, which is known for its strength and defense, uses a sword instead of a warhammer.

If Ren really entered the wolf school, and then carried the warhammer all day, he would definitely make a lot of jokes.

Those old stubborns in the wolf school would never accept them.

Ren heard the meaning of Roger's words, it didn't matter that he was shrugged, he really had no relationship with hunting Fiend.

In fact, no matter what weapon it is, whether it is a sword technique or a warhammer, it makes no difference to him.

Anyway, they are all extraordinary natural talents.

He suddenly became interested and asked: "Roger Master, last time we compared the sword technique, do you want to try again today? I use a warhammer to compare with your sword technique."

It's hard to find a suitable opponent. It's rare for Roger to have time today, so he just happened to have a discussion with him to test his own results of practicing Warhammer in the past half month.

However, Roger has no interest in this.

He covered his mouth and yawned again with a sleepy expression on his face. He shook his head and said, "It doesn't make much sense to compare the warhammer with you. It's almost the same anyway. I have to get some sleep."

With that, Roger got up and walked to the room.

"Well, I have a chance to try again in the future." Ren spread his hands helplessly, without force.

When Roger walked to the door, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned around and said: "You think like this, try it out, and act with me at night. It's hard to find a nest of demon spawn. There are still a lot of them. You can come and give it. I will be a helper."

Before Ren could answer, he said seriously: "I said in advance that hunting the devil is not like a sword or cracking a joke, but a very dangerous thing. I'm impossible to take care of you wholeheartedly in battle. You only have one level. , There may be a mortal danger."

"How dangerous is it?" Ren asked cautiously.

He really wants to participate in the hunting of demons and have the opportunity to absorb Soul Power, but if he loses his life, it will not be worth the loss.

DPS is only available when you are alive.

"It's not too dangerous, I just remind you." Roger nodded and said after thinking for a few breaths: "This nest of demon spawn is just large in number, not really powerful. With my watching, with your strength, Be prepared and be careful. It should be fine."

"Moreover, you can get a bounty for hunting demons. There should be a lot this time."

"If you don't want to come, then I will ask Zoltan to go with him."

Ren eyes shined, there is still money to take. As a Legendary, Roger has rich experience in hunting Fiend. Since he says he can go, there is nothing to be afraid of.

With Legendary powerhouse taking the lead and learning combat experience by yourself, there are not many opportunities for this.

Ren had considered where to absorb the soul before. Now it seems that hunting the devil is the safest way. It can charge himself and have a bounty, which can be described as one move, two gains.

"Okay, I'll go with you." He immediately agreed.

"You are ready, you have enough rest during the day, and leave late at night, I will call you at that time." Roger dropped this sentence and entered the room, and soon there was a snoring sound.

After the cleaning, Ren went to Violet House to practice piano as usual in the afternoon.

Viola heard that he was going to hunt the demon at night, and did not say anything, but gave a set of fitted light armor, which is very similar to Roger's. The combination of leather armor and mail armor is lighter in weight and good defense. , Because there is no enchantment, the price is not very high, so he accepted it.

After practicing piano and returning to the hotel, Ren went into the mechanical workshop in the backyard after dinner.

On the table of the workshop, there is a pile of parts.

Ren quickly assembled, and within half a minute, a short-barrel shotgun was assembled.

The prototype of this gun is Remington TAC-13, but it is not exactly the same. It is the result of his transformation. The gun body is greatly shortened and more compact. It is only half a meter long from beginning to end. It only needs to be shot. Holding the gun in one hand, I also made a holster to hang on the outer thigh, which is convenient to carry and can be pulled out and shot at any time.

The gun body was shortened, and the ammunition capacity dropped to 5 rounds.

However, the formidable power of bullets has risen. Ren has studied for a long time and finally formulated smokeless gunpowder through the method of melting and made a batch of brand new bullets.

This batch of bullets is abundant, with more than 100 bullets.

Ren didn't plan to take all the bullets, but only filled a belt with a chain, a total of 30.

In addition to guns and bullets, Ren also used the remaining gunpowder to make a few grenades. Because there is no suitable venue, they have not tested their formidable power yet. After thinking about it, he took them along.

Ren originally wanted to develop a firearm combined with the soul gun, but in addition to mechanical technology, the manufacture of the soul gun also requires relevant rune knowledge.

He knows almost nothing about this, so he just put it aside first.

Zoltan mentioned that it is possible to teach rune knowledge, but there is a charge, and it is not cheap. Ren has not much money now, and he has to buy other materials, which can only be considered later.

After packing up his weapons, Ren returned to his room and lay down to rest.

In the middle of the night, in his sleep, he heard footsteps outside the door, immediately got up to open the door, and saw Roger with a surprised look.

"Alertness is good." Roger said indifferently.

His spirit is much better than during the day, wearing light armor, 2 cross swords behind his back, and his waist is full of stuff.

"wait a second."

Ren returned to the room with his leather mail armor already on, hung the warhammer behind his back, took the shotgun and inserted it into the holster on the outside of his thigh. Up.

Roger looked at Ren who was fully armed, nodded satisfied.

But when he saw the shotgun, he reminded: "The night hunt is in the city. Try not to shoot, so as not to disturb too many people."

"Ok."

Ren heard the overtones and tried not to shoot. In fact, he could shoot, but it might be a little troublesome afterwards.

The two went downstairs and walked out of the hotel with the surprised eyes of the players in the lobby.

Roger led the way. He was very fast, had night vision capabilities, and had extremely keen senses. He could always avoid possible threats one step in advance and left the slum area smoothly.

Ren ran with all his strength, only then barely followed.

Heading north, and soon west into the Honiton area, and finally stopped outside a very unremarkable house.

Ren observes the environment all around, which is only across the street from the slum area.

He quietly turned on the sound of 10000 things, and immediately heard the abnormality. There are a lot of voices in the house. There are more than a dozen men and women. It is late at night, but these people are very excited. All kinds of messy sounds are mixed together, music, love, and conversation, as if they are holding a lively banquet. .

But from the outside, the house was dark, and it seemed that the owner had already fallen asleep.

"What the hell?" Ren muttered in his heart.

Hiding in the shadow on the street corner, Roger touched two small glass bottles from his skin, first drank one bottle with his head up and gulu, then handed the remaining bottle to Ren and said, "Drink it."

Ren took the bottle and saw that there was a dark, sticky potion inside. He unscrewed the cap and smelled the stench. Without hesitation, he raised his head and drank it.

The unpleasant potion entered my throat, spicy and choking, and almost didn't vomit out.

Soon, Ren felt an evil energy permeating within the body, quickly flowing throughout his body. The blood vessels on the back of his hand were protruding, and there were faint black things spreading in it, his body was numb, and had several points of pain.

After ten seconds, everything was back to normal again, and nothing was unusual on the surface.

During this period, Roger took out a bottle of sword oil and wiped it on the silver sword, making the rune on the sword obscure, exuding a sharp meaning.

After doing all this, Roger held the sword in his hand and said, "I will go in first, and you will follow me."

Ren silently nodded, took the warhammer off his back and held it in his hand.