Fatal Shot

Chapter 13: Duel

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The attack range of professions in War could be divided into long-range, long-mid-range, mid-range, and close-quarters.

The class that represented long-range was naturally the Sniper. Their firing range was between 800 meters to one kilometer, far exceeding the attack range of other professions.

Representatives of long-mid-range professions were Machine Gunners. They had frighteningly destructive damage within a range of 600 meters.

There were also mid-range professions—Energy Manipulators, Scouts, and other professions whose attack range could reach around 300 meters all qualified. Among them, the ones with the longest range were the Wind Manipulators, whose attack range could reach 400 meters.

As for the representatives of close-quarters professions, naturally, the attack range of Warriors was the smallest. Most of their skills could also realize their full potential in close quarters.

It was important to note that the attack power of all professions in War had a “half-range reduction” setting, in which the damage of skills and bullets would start to decrease after the distance exceeded half of the maximum attack range. However, the degree of damage reduction also differed between different professions. The reduction for Snipers was relatively lower; even at the periphery of their attack range, the damage would generally maintain about 50 percent of the original damage. The damage reduction for the skills of Manipulators was the worst. By the time an attack reached the maximum distance, the damage would only be 10 percent of its original amount.

Due to this fact, although the three Manipulators initiated their attacks against Feng Luo, Feng Luo did not choose to retreat. Instead, he quickly shifted the aim of his gun in another direction and locked his aim on the silver-armored Warrior using the Charge skill.

The silver-armored Warrior had not been disturbed all this while had already charged to a position less than 50 meters away from Feng Luo.

At that moment, the relative position of the two was that one had higher ground while the other did not. However, both could clearly see the expressions of each other’s face. One was calm; the other was composed.

The moment their eyes locked—

Pang!

A dull gunshot rang out from the M110. However, for the first time, no damage value appeared. That was because the moment the gunshot resounded, the silver-armored Warrior had already thrown himself forward onto the ground with great speed. So, for the first time, Feng Luo’s bullet missed!

Of course, the silver-armored Warrior had not dodged the shot by relying on the sound of the gunshot, since the initial velocity of bullets traveled faster than sound. Rather, the first time the silver-armored Warrior had locked gaze with Feng Luo, he had immediately taken evasive maneuver on instinct. As a result, he succeeded in achieving a feat that seemed impossible: dodging a bullet. This was a pure display of PK awareness.

An expert! thought Feng Luo.

As the shot missed, a chill went down Feng Luo’s spine. At the same time, a fireball and two wind blades reached Feng Luo’s body.

−97!

−350!

−315!

The damage of the fireball was reduced greatly due to the distance and did not even reach three digits. The damage of the wind blade was also decreased, but the damage was still anything but weak. As for the three ice spears, they were off-target by some distance and fell into the shrubs behind him, puncturing several leaves in the trees.

Skills in War did not have automatic tracking functions like normal games. Instead, it required players to predict enemy maneuvers and control their attacks accordingly, so based on the accuracy of skills, one could easily differentiate the experts from the normal players.

Although the ice spears missed, the cooldown times for these sorts of basic long-range skills were very short. Just five seconds after the first wave of attacks, another two wind blades and three ice spears flew over. Not only that, but the air above Feng Luo’s head suddenly turned very hot, and a strong pressure came from above. It felt as if something terrifying was brewing!

“An ultimate skill!”

Feng Luo did not hesitate. He grabbed his M110 immediately and cast Quick Sneak before running quickly towards the mine pit behind him.

Boom!

More than a dozen giant fireballs with blazing dark red flames fell from above, creating a huge wave of heat that blew the dust off the ground and into the surrounding air. They even dried up all the plants and trees in the forest within the attack range. The dry leaves on the ground began to burn fiercely. It was the Level-40 ultimate skill of Fire Manipulators: Meteor Rain!

It was a good thing Feng Luo had started running in advance. He was fortunate that this breathtaking skill hadn’t hit him.

In truth, due to damage reduction from the increased range, even if the ultimate skill were to have hit him, he probably wouldn’t have died. However, the intention of the opponent was clearly not to hit him but to alter the environment of the surrounding landscape. If the trees, branches, and leaves around him were burned, Feng Luo would have nowhere left to hide.

In addition, the dense black smoke produced from the terrible fires would substantially affect the field of vision and visibility of the Gunner. It could have been said that this single move negated most of Feng Luo’s combat strength. And with this, the silver-armored Warrior on the team would be able to take care of Feng Luo easily.

In fact, the Light Armor Warrior had already rushed forward by then. He turned his head and, through the thick smoke, spotted Feng Luo quickly “escaping” into the interior of the pit.

Without a hint of hesitation, the silver-armored Warrior rushed toward Feng Luo. As he ran, a white light flashed in his hands, and a silvery-white alloy longsword appeared.

“Damn!” Feng Luo cursed, and an “anxious” look appeared on his face. After that, as if knowing that he could no longer escape, Feng Luo turned around and raised the M110, aiming right at the silver-armored Warrior, as if this was his last stand.

The silver-armored Warrior was calm and did not display any panic. He knew that with his defense and HP, even against a Sniper with a full set of Rare equipment, there was no way he would die within three or even four shots. And at such a close distance, the opponent would have the opportunity to take one shot, at most. The moment he closed the distance, he would be able to end the duel within ten seconds. He had absolute confidence in his ability!

“It’s finished!” said the silver-armored Warrior.

He took half a step forward, and his right foot stepped onto the ground of the mine pit. Then, as if a powerful force exploded from beneath his feet, the Level-30 skill of the Warrior, the Thunder Leap Slash, started its cooldown.

Boom!

However, at that moment, a loud sound came from beneath the ground where he had stepped. After that, the silver-armored Warrior could only feel his body being swept away by a huge wave of heat.

Feng Luo’s face suddenly appeared calm. Although the damage of the bomb he had planted there long ago only reached the hundreds, the shock wave threw the silver-armored Warrior high into the air, creating an opportunity for him to continue dishing out his attacks.

What...? This unexpected turn of events changed the facial expression of the silver-armored Warrior.

Pang!

−552!

−2734!

The body was still in the air, but the sound of the M110 rifle had already rung out!

The mighty, destructive force of the D-Grade double armor-piercing rounds demonstrated their full potential at close range. One shot was all that was needed to pierce a fist-sized hole through the belly of the alloy armor of the silver-armored Warrior.

Immediately after the first shot, Feng Luo threw the M110 to the side and switched to the Desert Eagle, increasing the distance between them while firing away.

In War, all guns were limited in their rate of fire. The M110 had a lengthy reload time. If one did not use the Rapid Shooting skill, one needed approximately two seconds to take another shot. As for the Desert Eagle, one could shoot once in less than one second. Although the damage of a single shot was lower, the total damage was certainly not weak. Moreover, it was more flexible.

−1430!

−1520!

Feng Luo fired the Desert Eagle in his hands twice. Both shots accurately went through the same hole pierced through the belly of the silver-armored Warrior’s armor. Although they didn’t deal lethal damage since it was not a vital area, with Feng Luo’s talent, dealing weak-point damage also meant bonus damage of 50 percent.

After just three shots from Feng Luo, the silver-armored Warrior had already lost over 6,000 HP!

However, after the two shots from the Desert Eagle, the silver-armored Warrior hit the ground, rolled over, and quickly stood up. By now, the confidence had left the face of the silver-armored Warrior. This was because his remaining HP was now at less than 15 percent, and he was in a “weakened” state. Feng Luo had also managed to increase the distance between them to more than 15 meters, and the next shot from the Desert Eagle was already leaving the barrel.

Pang!

The silver-armored Warrior attempted to dodge, but at such close range, even a celestial being could not have dodged the shot.

−437!

Although the normal damage from the Desert Eagle was not high—dealing just over 400 damage to the silver-armored Warrior who had just stood up—it was enough to send the enemy falling to the ground while he gazed up to the sky in resignation.

His HP was now lower than 5 percent, thus placing him in the “heavy injury” state!

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