Chapter 201 Artist Xifa
Seeing the writhing flame in front of him, unable to build a specific shape, Xifa sighed.
The secret version of the individual anti-tank missile failed!
Withdrawing the flame, Sifa fell into deep thought.
"Although I have seen hot weapons such as individual anti-tank missiles in film and television programs, the number of times is limited, and the impression is vague, unlike automatic pistols that often appear."
"So, that's why I can't build an anti-tank missile?"
"In that case, can I ask the watchers to collect information about this heavy firepower weapon, and maybe build it after obtaining relevant knowledge?"
"Well, you can try."
"Next"
The red flames rose from Xifa's palm again, and formed an oval object with regular protrusions on the surface, like a pineapple.
The secret version of the grenade was built successfully!
"Sure enough, something like this that I'm more familiar with can be constructed. I think back then, when I was playing CS, I used grenades a lot."
But Xifa didn't throw this 'grenade' out to test its power. He was afraid that making too much noise would attract attention.
Anyway, as long as it can be constructed, it means that it has the characteristics of 'grenade', and its power should not be too small.
Next, Xifa built landmines, remote-controlled bombs, automatic rifles that look like steam rifles but can fire in bursts, and so on.
During this process, Xifa discovered that the more powerful the weapon, the higher the consumption of spirituality.
Just like the same gun, the consumption of building an automatic rifle is much higher than that of an automatic pistol.
"Automatic pistols and automatic rifles can be used in unprepared encounters, mines and remote-controlled bombs can be used to set traps, and grenades can be used in multi-target and densely distributed scenarios."
"Being able to imitate these weapons will enrich my tactics. Well, I can use conventional flame imitation methods such as fire whips and muskets to paralyze the opponent's mind, and then when the time is right, use super-era weapons to imitate the opponent. surprise."
"However, this is only suitable when the opponent is evenly matched, or the opponent is slightly stronger than me. If the opponent is weaker than me, one bullet will be enough to hit the past, so there is no need to use so many fancy methods. Similarly, if The opponent is much stronger than me, so I'd better run away."
Sifa rested for a while and decided to make another attempt.
An attempt on the way flames move.
Crimson soared, and a fireball reappeared in Xifa's palm. Under his control, the fireball shrank inward, layer upon layer, and the internal pressure continued to rise.
This is the use of 'compression'.
Xifa focused on controlling the shrinking fireball, watching it change from the size of a fist to the size of an egg, and finally only the size of an eyeball.
At this time, the fireball is no longer crimson, but dark red, with huge internal pressure, and it will explode at any time.
"Okay, hold on."
Xifa stretched out a finger, letting the fireball, the size of an eyeball, float on the fingertip.
He pointed forward and imagined that in the center of the fireball, a small hole would be opened for energy to vent.
moment.
Under the action of internal pressure, a thin, dark red beam of light is ejected from the 'gap' of the compressed fireball.
It went away in an instant, crossed the beach, and hit a reef by the sea.
After the beam continued to erupt for two or three seconds, the color gradually became lighter, from dark red to crimson, and the beam turned into a stream of flames.
It wasn't until the flames were poured out that the stream of flames that spanned a distance of 100 meters disappeared into the air. The temperature on the beach was scorching hot.
Xifa quickly trotted to the beach, wading to touch the reef hit by the beam just now. I saw a finger-thick hole was punched out of this reef, and through the hole, one could see the sea reflecting the crimson moonlight on the other side!
Moreover, the surroundings of the hole are extremely smooth, and the surface is shining with a faint black light, which has been completely carbonized.
"My god, this is not a flame, is this a laser?"
Xifa was stunned, and some knowledge he had learned in his previous life flashed in his mind: "But then again, the flame is originally plasma, and it is not surprising that it is compressed and then ejected into a beam of light."
"The pressure in the back weakened and air was mixed in, so it changed from a light beam to a flame again, and its power dropped significantly."
"However, in the first two or three seconds, the beam has a long shooting distance and high speed, and has the characteristics of instant carbonization, armor breaking, and penetration."
"Even if the opponent has a substitute, if he is not prepared, he can hit hard or even kill him instantly."
"It's just that the preparation time is a little longer, about two or three seconds, so you can either ambush in advance for a first kill, or it can only be used as a final finishing move."
Even so, Xifa was satisfied, and felt that this 'plasma jet' could be used as one of his trump cards.
He used the 'plasma jet' again, and used it to cut a reef with a width of several meters. Seeing the reef smooth and scattered, Xifa was intoxicated.
"It's already considered art."
The new artist made the smooth surface of the reef uneven, so that people could not see the mystery, and then left.
On the way back, Xifa felt that the arsonist's potion had digested a bit.
It seems that studying the extension and application of fire ability is also a way to digest potion.
When she came to the door of the house, Xifa saw her younger sister Harribell quickly walked into the black iron gate. Under the light, her two eyebrows were slightly knit together, her expression was solemn, and she seemed to be in a bad mood.
Did you quarrel with your friends?
Xifa was not surprised at all, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, quarreling was quite normal.
He returned to his bedroom, summoned the 'Book of Mystery', sealed the 'Traveler's History', spent 32 crystals, and reduced the negative effect that could only be used once a week to once every three days .
In this way, he can travel between different regions within three days.
Although it is not comparable to a real 'traveler', it is much more convenient for Xifa.
Early the next morning, Xifa saw her mother, Anilu, wearing clothes that were convenient for traveling and holding a handbag, as if she was planning to travel.
"Mom, what are you?"
Anilu smiled and said: "I will be away from the teacher for a few days, at most three days, and I will come back. During my absence, help me take care of Belle. She has made some new friends recently and often goes out. Don't Let her come home too late."
Xifa blinked: "It's on me."
At this time, Arthur Ryder with a big white beard came out, he laughed and said, "How long has it been since we traveled together?"
"It's been a long time, teacher."
Anilu patted Xifa's arm: "I'm leaving."
After her mother left, Sifa didn't see Harri Bell the whole morning. His sister didn't show up until lunch time, and after a quick bite to eat, she ran out again.
But this time, she ran back just after dusk, and ran into the house as soon as she got back. Following Xifa, she heard the sound of her running around the house. Finally, she returned to the hall and looked at Xifa reluctantly.
"Where's mother? I have something to look for her."