Chapter 190 Gatling Gun

The mountain peaks were dyed with the dawn color, and the mountaintops were covered with orange and rouge-colored glow.

The northern wall of the City of Glory.

The sky gradually brightened and the night gradually left the stage.

Rows of city guards stood on the wall, leaning on their spears with solemn expressions.

They stared at the vast and dim canyon plain, with a bloody aura of killing between their brows. Everyone's eyes were firm. They were ready to die just to protect the beautiful home behind them.

Whoosh whoosh!
Three dark shadows flew in from the south and landed on the city wall, breaking the solemn atmosphere.

Chang Ping and Ye Xiu put down the heavy ancestor Ye Yan.

"Who are you?!" A flag officer of the city guards came towards them with great strides. He was a gold-level warrior.

Ye Xiu took out the token and held it to show it to the flag officer.

"So you are an official from the City Lord's Mansion. Please forgive me for being rude." The flag officer clasped his fists and apologized.

Ye Xiu put the token back into the space ring and asked directly without any nonsense: "What's the situation now?"

"There was no large-scale monster wave coming. Only a few dozen came to harass us, and we shot them all." The flag officer answered truthfully, "Besides that, there were no other special situations."

Ye Xiu nodded and turned to look at Chang Ping.

"Let's go to the city gate tower first!" Chang Ping pulled the ancestor Ye Yan and flew up. They stepped on the void, and in less than a few breaths, they landed on the top of the city gate tower.

Ye Xiu grabbed the flag officer and followed him.

Only demon spirit masters above the black gold level can fly in the air, but warriors cannot.

After landing on the roof, Ye Xiu looked at Chang Ping in confusion, only to see him fiddling with a strangely shaped device.

The object is black all over, with six steel pipes in the front, a barbed handle in the back, and a tripod underneath.

"Chang Ping, what is this?" Ye Xiu couldn't help but ask, "Can this little black guy deal with a wave of tens of millions of monsters?"

The flag officer looked at it with contempt. This thing was just a larger fire stick, not even as long as the red tasseled spears in the hands of the soldiers. Using it to destroy monsters was simply a fantasy.

Could it be that the young man in purple was hired by the City Lord’s Mansion to liven up the atmosphere?

"You don't understand this, do you?" Chang Ping said as he fixed the tripod, "This is called a Gatling gun, also known as the Vulcan Cannon, it can rotate five million times per breath! Not to mention a tide of monsters, even if a sea of ​​monsters comes, it can easily destroy them."

Glancing at the confused looks on everyone's faces, Chang Ping did not explain too much. He fixed the tripod and prepared to prove the power of this legendary weapon with practical action.

Chang Ping held the handle and looked around, and found a group of snow banshees flying towards him from the twelve o'clock direction, several kilometers away. There were about dozens of them.

Snow Banshees are bird-like monsters that have no arms but a pair of large snow-white wings. Their skin is dark blue and covered with dense white fur to keep them warm.

Their two feet are shaped like eagle claws and are as sharp as knives. They can rip open the belly of a silver warrior with one blow. They are a very dangerous and agile aerial monster.

Chang Ping gave a thumbs up to the group of snowy banshees.

He was not praising the beauty of the snow banshees, but aiming.

Chang Ping moved the gun barrel and aimed it at the Snow Banshee. Without even turning his head, he warned, "Watch carefully, don't blink!"

What to look at?
Ye Xiu, Ye Yan, and the flag officer were all confused.

Click!

Press the trigger steadily.

Da da da……

A fierce tongue of fire suddenly burst out of the gun barrel, and bullets poured out like a rainstorm, flying straight forward.

Chang Ping held the gun handle tightly. Even though the powerful recoil caused his facial muscles to shake like waves, he remained motionless.

In the blink of an eye, all the Snow Banshees were beaten into inhalable particles, and not even their bones could be seen. The flag officer rubbed his eyes and said, "Am I dazzled? I just saw a group of Snow Banshees flying over here?"

"Your eyes are not blurry!" Ye Xiu said in a trembling voice, "There was indeed a Snowstorm Banshee flying, but she was destroyed instantly by Chang Ping."

"My dear grandson, can you lend it to me to play with?" Ye Yan rubbed his hands and moved to the left side of Chang Ping.

Chang Ping loosened his grip and made room for the other. “It’s specially prepared for you!”

Spirit Puppet + Gatling Gun = Machine Gun Tower.

It will automatically attack any monster that comes within its shooting range.

Ancestor Ye Yan gripped the gun handle, and instantly his head seemed to be struck by lightning, and his eyes under the big sunglasses turned cold.

Da da da!
Da da da!
……

Ancestor Ye Yan began shooting at the vanguard of monsters that attacked the north city wall, instantly turning them into a bloody mist.

The Gatling gun's attack range is one hundred kilometers, which is enough to guard the north city wall.

"Chang Ping, do you have any extra of this?" Ye Xiu asked with a smile, rubbing his hands. He also wanted to try it.

"No!" Chang Ping rolled his eyes. Legendary weapons are not cabbages.

It takes 500 million strength points to exchange one, which is very expensive!
"Ye Xiu, hurry up and find some craftsmen to build a watchtower here." Chang Ping pointed to the broken tiles under the bracket and said, "The city gate tower is very fragile. The reaction force of the machine gun is likely to break the roof. It is not suitable for shooting."

"How high do you want it to be?" Ye Xiu asked.

"The higher the better, preferably as high as the city gate tower."

"Okay!" Ye Xiu took the order and flew away.

Chang Ping looked at the flag officer and asked him, "How many people are guarding the north wall?"

"No more, no less, exactly eight hundred." The flag officer asked eagerly, "Is there anything you need us to do, sir?"

Chang Pingyao pointed to the purple river below the city wall and said, "Tell your soldiers to keep an eye on it. Don't let anyone get close to it. Remember, it means anyone!"

The flag officer rubbed his eyes.

When did a purple river appear outside the city?

"Why, sir?" The flag officer scratched his head.

Chang Ping explained: "I created this river. It is called Weak Water. Even wild geese cannot cross it and goose feathers cannot float. Even a legendary demon spirit master cannot cross it. Once you fall into the river, you will melt in an instant and not a single bone will remain."

"So awesome?" The flag officer was shocked. "Are you kidding?"

"Don't believe it? Okay, I'll take you over to try!" Chang Ping grabbed the flag officer by the back of his neck, flew down from the city gate tower, and landed on the bank of the Ruoshui River.

A gust of cool wind penetrated the gaps in the armor, and the flag officer shivered with cold.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing at the river bank, less than three centimeters away from the water.

The flag officer swallowed and hurriedly took two steps back.

"Here!" Chang Ping took out an apple and threw it to him.

The flag officer took the apple, took a bite, and the juice splashed everywhere. It was very sweet and delicious.

"Thank you, sir!"

Chang Ping rolled his eyes: "Who told you to eat it? I meant to tell you to throw it into the river!"

"Oh!" The flag officer's old face turned red and he threw the bitten apple into the purple river water.

(End of this chapter)