Seeing the twisting flame in front of him, he couldn't construct a specific form, Xifa sighed.

   Mysterious version of individual anti-tank missile, failed!

   Withdrawing the flame, Sifa fell into contemplation.

   "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 the automatic pistols that often appear."

   "So, this is why I can't build an anti-tank missile?"

   "In that case, can I ask the watcher to collect information about this heavy-firepower weapon, and after obtaining the relevant knowledge, maybe it can be constructed?"

   "Well, you can try."

   "Next..."

  Sifah’s palm rose with red flames again, and an oval shape was constructed, with regular protrusions on the surface, like a pineapple-like object.

   Secret version of grenade, successfully constructed!

   "Sure enough, something like this I am more familiar with can be constructed. I thought that back then, when playing CS, I didn't use grenades less."

   But Xifa didn't throw this ‘grenade’ out to test its power. He was afraid that too much movement would attract attention.

   Anyway, as long as it can be constructed, it means that it has the characteristics of a ‘grenade’, and its power should not be too small.

   Next, Sifa built mines, remote-controlled bombs, automatic rifles that looked like a steam rifle but could fire continuously, and so on.

   In this process, Xifa discovered that the more powerful a weapon, the higher the spirituality consumed.

   is like a gun, the cost of constructing 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 scenes."

"Being able to mimic these weapons, my tactics will be more abundant. Well, I can use conventional flame mimicry techniques such as fire lashers to paralyze the opponent's mind, and then when the time is right, use the super-epoch weapon mimicry to give the opponent a surprise."

"But 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, it will be over if the bullet hits it, and there are so many fancy methods. The same, if My opponent is too much stronger than me, so I'm better off running."

  Sifah took a break and decided to try another.

   An attempt on the movement of flames.

   Crimson soaring, a fireball reappeared in Sifa's palm. Under his control, the fireball shrank inward, layered on top of each other, and the internal pressure continued to rise.

   This is the use of ‘compression’.

   Xifa concentrated on controlling the shrinking fireball, watching it change from the size of a fist to the size of an egg, and finally the size of an eyeball.

   At this time, the fireball is not crimson, but dark red. The internal pressure is huge, and it will explode at any time.

   "Okay, hold on."

   Sifah stretched out a finger and let the fireball the size of an eye float on the tip of the finger.

   He pointed forward and imagined that at the center of the fireball, a small hole was opened for energy to vent.

  In an instant.

   Under the action of the internal pressure, a thin, dark red light beam is ejected from the ‘notch’ of the compressed fireball.

   It went away in a flash, traversed the beach, and hit a rock by the sea.

   After this beam of light erupted for two or three seconds, the color gradually changed from dark red to crimson, and the beam turned into a stream of flames.

   It wasn't until the flames were emptied that this stream of flames that crossed a distance of 100 meters disappeared into the air, and the temperature was scorching hot on the beach.

   Xifa quickly trot to the beach, wading to the reef that had just been hit by the beam of light. I saw this reef was knocked out of a hole thick with a finger, and through the hole, I could see the sea with the crimson moonlight on the other side!

   Moreover, the holes around the hole are extremely smooth, and the surface is shining with a faint black light, which has been completely charred.

   "My God, where is the flame? Is this laser?"

  Sifah was stunned secretly, and flashed in his mind some knowledge that he had learned in the past: "But then again, the flame is originally plasma, and it is not surprising that it is sprayed out after being compressed and turned into a beam of light."

   "The pressure in the back is weakened and air is mixed in, so it changes from the beam to the flame again, and the power is greatly reduced."

   "But in the first two or three seconds, the beam has a long shooting distance, fast speed, and has the characteristics of instantaneous carbonization, armor breaking, and penetration."

   "Even if the opponent has a stand-in method, if they are not prepared, they can hit hard or even kill in seconds."

   "The preparation time is slightly longer, about two or three seconds, so it must either be ambush for the first time in advance, or it can only be used as a final finishing touch."

   Even so, Xifa is satisfied, and feels that this ‘plasma jet’ trick can be used as one of his trump cards.

   He used ‘plasma jet’ again and used it to cut a reef several meters wide. Seeing that the reef was smooth and scattered, Sifa looked intoxicated.

   "This can already be considered art."

  The new artist made the smooth surface of the reef bumpy again, so that people could not see the mystery, and then left.

  On the way back, Xifa felt that the Arsonist’s potion had been digested a bit.

   It seems that studying the extension and use of fire power is also a way to digest potions.

When    came to the door of the house, Sifa saw his sister Hribele walking quickly into the black iron gate. Under the light, her eyebrows were slightly twisted together, her expression was dignified, and she seemed not in a good mood.

   Have you quarreled with your friends?

  Sifah was not surprised at all. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, quarrels were all too normal.

He returned to his bedroom, summoned the "Mystery Book", sealed the "Traveler's Scenery Record", 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 to and from different areas within three days.

   Although it is not comparable to the real ‘traveler~www.readwn.com~, it is much more convenient for Western France.

   Early in the morning of the next day, Sifa saw her mother Anilu wearing clothes that were easy to travel and carrying a handbag, as if planning to travel.

   "Mom, what are you?"

Ai Nilu smiled and said: "I have to leave with 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 recently made some new friends and she often goes out. Don’t Let her go home too late."

   Xifa blinked: "Wrap it on me."

   At this time, Arthur Ryder with a big white beard came out and laughed: "How long have we not traveled together?"

   "It's been a long time, teacher."

   Ainilu patted Xifa's arm: "I'm leaving."

   After the mother left, Xifa did not see Heliber all morning. His sister did not show up until lunch, and after a simple meal, she ran out again.

   But this time, she ran back just in the evening and ran into the house as soon as she came back. After Xifa heard her running around in the room, she finally returned to the hall and looked at Xifa reluctantly.

   "Where's mother? I have something to look for her."

  

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