Sean was eager to try it out. He had never wanted to have a complete battle like he was now.

Compared to being silently drained, it is better to come directly and forcefully.

But before starting the battle, he still needs to figure out one question - how strong this John Smith is.

From the fact that he can influence people's memories, everyone regards him as himself, or even forgets himself, this "thing" is simply ridiculously powerful.

Even the Oroin ball was affected,

You should know that from the perspective of quality alone, the Oroin Ball was a group of people who summoned it to the present world, and it was a "superbable existence".

And John Smith is just a derivative of an "ordinary existence".

The two should be completely unequal in terms of strength levels, but John Smith tricked the Oroin ball.

This is completely inconsistent with Sean's past experience. Now it seems that whether it is strong or not can be judged simply by its size.

Although a poisonous spider is small,

But it can also kill giant beasts.

But Sean had a feeling that John Smith should not be very strong, and generally he had to rely on this confusing ability to influence others.

Usually, the frontal combat ability is not too strong.

Perhaps his strength is limited to confusing others and affecting memory? Just like some kind of deformed creature?

But Sean quickly overturned this speculation. Things were definitely not that simple. John Smith influenced more than just memory. Judging from the silent disappearance of No. 13, and his own experience during this period, this is by no means simply affecting memory, but more like modifying reality.

This is a bit scary.

Sean regretted burning the chair, the power of this thing was almost impossible to describe in words.

Even oneself, the "god", can be copied.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a sudden thrill.

No, although it copied itself, it did not have the part related to divine power, so it could survive until now and sometimes remain sober.

John Smith doesn't seem to be transformed into a god,

The ability to communicate faith with dwarf goblins.

This reduced Sean's fear a lot.

It seems that although this chair is magical, it is not omnipotent.

But my magical abilities should have been copied.

John Smith can learn magic from the Oroin Ball,

Including the legendary magic - Oroin's Devouring Touch, and he can use teleportation magic like himself. There is reason to believe that all swordsmanship, battle axe fighting technique, and shooting ability should have been copied by him.

The worst thing is that John Smith seems to be able to maintain a perfect state and exert the strongest ability. This is not difficult to see from what he wrote, and he is not as energetic as a human being, even if he does not sleep all night, he is tired.

If you fight head-on, you may not be able to gain a advantage.

My only trump card is to believe in divine power, but it is still unknown how much this divine power can play.

Sean pondered for a moment, then decided to attack him.

John Smith should be a physical mortal like himself. He just shot him in one shot when he was not paying attention.

Thinking of this, Sean immediately started to prepare.

He took out the bolt-moving rifle and wiped it clean.

The gun chamber was cleaned, the bullets were prepared, and the fire could be opened at any time.

The revolver was also loaded and inserted into the belt around his waist.

He also debugged a large amount of magic water and even prepared a bottle of magic water with a concentration of ten times the concentration. This thing can be called extremely poisonous to ordinary people.

But he claimed to be blessed by divine power and could try it if necessary.

Everything was arranged, Sean sat down on the roof of the castle. If the bullets could not be solved, use magic. If the magic could not be solved, use swords to chop them with an axe. If the physical means were invalid, use divine techniques to save him.

There is always one that suits him.

He thought so, holding his bolt-on rifle, stood on the tower of the castle, scanning the surrounding valley like a sniper.

He was extremely patient, and the noon sunlight above his head also brought him inexplicable strength, and his whole body was unprecedentedly good.

An hour passed, two hours passed.

Without warning, he saw a portal suddenly appearing on the open space outside the castle. He didn't like to teleport directly to the castle because he was afraid of accidents in teleportation in a narrow area. He would always teleport to the open space outside the castle first and then walk back to the castle.

It seems that John Smith has copied his habit as well.

Seeing John Smith coming out of the portal, Sean immediately raised his gun.

The other party seemed to have not noticed him at all and walked leisurely.

Sean took a deep breath, slowly put the target's head into the sight, and his cheek was against the cold gun. This bolt-action rifle is the latest industrial crystal of the Sword Castle Arsenal. It has an effective range of more than 500 meters. It is an absolute cutting-edge weapon in this era. Thanks to this rifle, otherwise he would not dare to fire from such a distance even if his marksmanship is good.

Four hundred meters, three hundred meters, two hundred meters - OK!

Sean pulled the trigger sharply.

Bang! The gunshot sounded, but John Smith still moved, still walking towards the castle. He had already walked into the castle wall and entered the open space inside the wall. He was off the line?

Sean was a little surprised. This was the first time he missed the marksmanship.

He quickly pressed a bullet and aimed at the target again. The gunshots had already alarmed the other party. John Smith looked up at the rooftop of the castle.

Bang!

Still nothing changed. Sean saw a splash of dust on the ground behind John Smith. He was sure that he must have hit the other party, but why...?

He did not hesitate and loaded the bullets again, but the other party waved his hand - the portal opened!

The next second, John Smith's voice sounded behind him.

"What are you doing? Sean, it's a bit too much to play with it."

Sean turned around suddenly, pointing the muzzle in his hand at John Smith who appeared on the rooftop.

At this moment, the two are only ten meters apart. This time, how can you hide?

Bang!

Sean clearly saw the bullet penetrate through John, as if hitting a phantom.

John Smith looked at him with a smile, showing absolute confidence in his calm expression.

"Is that how you welcome old friends? This makes me so sad."

This sentence angered Sean.
Chapter completed!