Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 958 Iron Rain
"Ordinary javelins? I remember that the bullets fired just now seemed to be specially made? I could feel that the bullets seemed to be triggered to explode by the impact. There was no gunpowder, it was completely metal exploding."

[Yes, I am sure! It is just an ordinary javelin, a tungsten javelin! But... but there are hundreds of them! Hundreds of tungsten javelins are coming from above your head! ]

Before he finished speaking, a rain of alloys began to fall from the sky. There were no special effects, no explosions. The first tungsten alloy javelin did not cause any additional damage after it landed, only creating a 3-meter-deep pit on the ground.

It was a plain physical attack, but it was super accelerated and super multiplied. The speed and force were far beyond the projectile just now, because the power that a small projectile could carry was also limited. The explosion would have no effect in this battle in the extraordinary realm, and the high temperature would be directly blocked by Phaethon.

So this time, what was thrown down was a rain of alloy all over the sky.

Her fighting consciousness told her that she couldn't hide or run away. The overwhelming tungsten guns blocked her path, and she only had enough time to think.

Without hesitation, she swung the tip of the Apollo Spear to draw a perfect circle around her like a solar corona. The light shone with her as the center, like a second sun between heaven and earth.

The high temperature heat wave ignited the forest directly below, but tungsten alloy is much more heat-resistant than plants and will not be deterred by the high temperature of the sun.

As the first tungsten gun shot directly hit the "sun", most of the alloy rain rushed straight to the center of the light ball. Tungsten alloy also failed to penetrate the sun's light.

With a roar, the tungsten gun smashed into a discus on the surface of the sun, but it brought down the sun with maximum impact force.

The more the tungsten spears hit, the brighter the sun's light became, until Phaethon's figure completely disappeared in the light.

"Here!" With a loud shout, Fu Yuanshan fell among the tungsten guns in the sky, holding the bayonet of the rifle that had just exploded in his hand, and stabbed straight into the sun's rays.

The sun broke apart. The specks of light disappeared like fireflies, and along with them the light of the sun itself disappeared.

After the light fell, Fu Yuanshan's bayonet directly hit Phaethon's face, leaving a slight mark on his face. He held back - but only half of the reason was because the Apollo Spear had pierced through his military coat on his chest, and the tip of the spear was only a millimeter away from piercing his skin.

"Huh." Both of them breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew their hands almost at the same time.

[Ah, this. This. I didn't look at this at all. What happened just now? ]

"How do we calculate this?" Phaethon asked, "Are we even?"

"Well, it's a draw."

"Then let's do it now..." Phaethon was about to pack up and leave, but Fu Yuanshan shook his head.

"We tied, but—you won."

"???" Phaethon asked in surprise, "Why? Were we just about to kill each other?"

The battle just now also pushed Phaethon to the limit. The halo on the Spear of Apollo was still lit up, and the battle in her heart was still not over. But she knew that she might not be able to fight any longer.

They almost killed each other, but Fu Yuanshan on the opposite side seemed to still have some strength left.

"Really?" Fu Yuanshan said with a smile, "Well, let me tell you two things - first, the celestial being is much stronger than you previously thought. Second, you are also stronger than you think."

"Huh? Why?" Phaethon asked in confusion. "Give me the sachet." Fu Yuanshan stretched out his hand.

Now that the fight was over, Phaethon took out the treasure bag.

However, Fu Yuanshan did not put the brocade bag away, but threw it to the ground. With a loud bang, like a meteorite falling to the ground, the shock wave caused by the brocade bag extinguished the fire in the surrounding mountains and forests.

"Wait, that is...that is not a magic weapon?!!!"

Before he finished speaking, the light from the tip of Phaethon's spear suddenly burst out, as if some suppressed power suddenly burst out. The power came back all at once, and Phaethon felt that he could continue to fight.

"That's my counterweight." Fu Yuanshan shook his head, "So I asked you to give it back to me at the beginning. You refused to give it back, so I thought, let's just fight like this, after all, it was your own choice."

"So you ambushed us here?"

"You think I like acting in dramas like you guys, don't you?! Good fellow, you let Yanqiu act in a drama, I really admire you - I didn't plan to ambush you at all. I wanted to be more serious, so I really had to give this weight to the fat guy for safekeeping. The fat guy is also a spiritual beast in the foundation-building period, at least nothing will happen if I put it in his hands. This thing is not something that everyone can carry. When I caught him before, I knew the feel was not right, so I threw him halfway and came back to catch you. Because except for you, if anyone else tried to hold it, they would probably be pressed into the ground, and it can only be in your hands."

"But Senior Fu, why do you carry this thing around all day long?"

"So I'm telling you - the celestial being is much stronger than you think. I usually live in the capital, and it's inevitable that I stumble when I walk. If I continue to wander around the mortal world with the body of a celestial being, then my every move might cause the surrounding houses to collapse and make a huge noise. So, I usually live with this counterweight on my back."

"I really thought it was a magic weapon!"

"You're kidding. Can I give the magic weapon to that little fat guy?" Fu Yuanshan touched his forehead. "No matter how I think about it, I can't give it to him. You and Shangluo are so greedy that you treat a sandbag like a treasure. But this sandbag is indeed very valuable."

"Yeah, I didn't feel anything at all?! What on earth is that?" This "sandbag" is not just about weight, but it suppresses her strength in all directions without making her feel tired. If we use a sandbag as an analogy, then this sandbag can be said to be very balanced.

"Ah. This." Fu Yuanshan thought for a moment, "This is a trade secret. To the extent that I can say it, it is 'stolen quality'. So I repeatedly told you not to open it. And you kept your word and did not open it."

“What would have happened if I had opened it before?”

"Something terrible is going to happen~~" Fu Yuanshan stared at her, "I'm not exaggerating. From now on, if someone asks you not to open a lucky bag, you'd better really not open it."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Phaethon nodded repeatedly.

"Then." Fu Yuanshan glanced at the ground, "Since Shangluo likes that sandbag so much, I'll give it to you."

"Ah?" Phaethon was stunned for a moment. She couldn't say whether it was too valuable or too useless. After all, no matter how valuable this thing was, it was just a sandbag.

"I'm not making a fuss. I've said before that celestial beings may be stronger than you think, including Shangluo. After he starts practicing, his true power will probably gradually awaken. He still has to go to school, so you bring this sandbag to him so that he can live a normal life like me."

"Ah, this!" Phaethon understood immediately, "Then this is a very valuable gift! Give it to us, then what will you do, Senior Fu?"

"It's okay. There are still a lot of sandbags. The 'stolen quality' is not just this one. Just take them back and use them. If you reach the Golden Core Stage, remember to come back to me. I don't have any valuable magic weapons, but I still have enough big sandbags and extra-large sandbags. Anyway, go back and tell everyone that you won. I have to clean up the surroundings before I can go back. The mountains and forests here have been beaten to a mess. If I don't clean up, the old man above will cause trouble for us. After playing with the children, I still have to clean up. This is what middle-aged people do. There is nothing I can do."

(End of this chapter)