An hour and forty minutes after being attacked by the assassin from earlier, Vicente was several kilometers away from Millfall, but he wasn’t moving now.
After reaching the outermost part of the Rocky Gorge, he stopped on one of the many hills in the area and camouflaged himself, hiding his aura and positioning himself in a spot with a great view.
There he lay with a long-range rifle in front of him, facing west.
‘Now, all I have to do is wait.’ He thought as he looked to his right and then to his left and saw two other rifles of the same caliber as the one he had a finger on the trigger.
The other rifles were pointed in the same direction, not far from where he was standing.
Meanwhile, Vice had a smile on his face, waiting for his enemies to fall into his trap.
Vicente had let Millfall run through the local streets, using the shadows of the buildings to move. But it wasn’t an excellent way to escape compared to his current abilities.
As someone who could control metal in the air and even hold his own body in the air, he could fly with his magnetic abilities.
However, Vicente had walked part of the way and only flown the last part of his journey to this spot on one side of The Rocky Gorge, this relatively dangerous area for the people of Millfall.
For what he had in mind, this was the perfect place!
Combining his mode of movement this night and the place he was in, he could eliminate several of his enemies, even though he was much weaker than them!
Vicente would spend dozens of minutes standing in the same position, but as someone who had already spent a whole day waiting for his targets once on Earth, that was nothing to him.
Knowing that he couldn’t control everything that happened, Vicente wasn’t nervous about his group’s possible situation. The only thing he was worried about was his little sister, Nina.
But even that didn’t bother him at the moment. He was already doing everything he could to keep Nina safe.
While observing the area and wondering when he could return home with his true identity, Vicente heard the sound of people moving through the forest and cleared his mind of any thoughts unrelated to what he was about to do.
Using his mana to improve his vision, Vicente noticed a group of level 3 and 4 men walking along the path he had taken to fly to this location minutes ago.
With a clear shot at 3 of the 4 individuals in the group, Vicente didn’t hesitate. The moment he felt the metal in the bloodstream and organs of these men, he selected the 3 strongest and manipulated his other two weapons to aim at their hearts.
Then he immediately fired all three weapons at the same time!
These were the most advanced weapons he had, the few that could withstand continuous fire at maximum power.
The moment he acted, a huge bang erupted in the area where he stood, with three powerful bullets coming out of the barrels of his rifles simultaneously. ．
BOOOOM!
Vicente knew all he had going for him was his intelligence and the element of surprise, for even with his magnificent powers, he couldn’t challenge high-level Acolytes. Knowing this, he didn’t hesitate to fire simultaneously, causing only a rumble from his area as those bullets flew at more than 3,500 meters per second.
His targets were less than 500 meters away from him, so as soon as the simultaneous shot was fired, Vicente saw three of the four enemies pierced through their chests!
“Aaagh!”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!”
Two of the three howled in pain, while the third, the weakest of those hit, was already dead, with a hole in his left chest.
The fourth man in the group heard the bang and then, in the next second, saw his companions howling in pain as they fell to the ground, badly wounded.
He was startled and raised his guard, knowing they were under attack, but shocked by the enemy’s power.
“Shit!” He tried to get closer to his leader, who lay on the ground in agony, feeling an incomparable burning in his chest.
Vicente could have shot the enemy in the head. Yet, not only was that target harder to hit, but it was also a little tricky if his target didn’t die.
A wound to the heart would be terrible in any situation. But a couple of head wounds might not even affect the combat ability of the one hit!
On Earth, some people could live after being shot in the head. However, the heart was much less common. Once hit in that part of the body, the target would die!
For magicians in the Polaris Realm, the situation was a bit different. Their mana could work wonders for them. However, even if one didn’t die from a heart wound, one would definitely be seriously injured and severely limited.
That’s why Vicente had targeted that part of his enemies, and because of that, even the two level 4 Acolytes who survived the shot were in agony, feeling extreme pain as they lost their blood.
But seeing the mistake of his fourth enemy, Vicente couldn’t help but smile.
‘You fool. It’s easy to see that you’ve never had to deal with long-range fires before.’ Vicente laughed as he reloaded his weapons, not hesitating to fire again in the direction of the three remaining targets.
BOOOOM!
By not doing what he should have done, hiding from the sniper in the area, that level 3 man had made a serious mistake.
The moment Vicente fired again, such a person was shot in the head and died before he could even reach his leader.
At the exact moment, the two agonized survivors, weakened by the unexpected injury they had received, were mercilessly reshot, this time in the head.
Having weakened them, Vicente was much more confident firing at their heads!
‘Minus four!’ Noticing that all four were dead, Vicente left where he was, cautiously observing his surroundings.
Seeing no sign of enemies nearby, he used his ability to form a thin metal plate and floated down to where the bodies lay.
Standing 25 meters above their location, Vice pulled the four bodies toward him and, without hesitation, left the area, flying further east while occasionally using his items to leave tracks in the area.
Meanwhile, he drank a recovery potion to quickly replenish the mana used in this first ‘fight’ in the area.