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Chapter 76 Arc Ballistics

Ok? ? ?

Almost simultaneously with hearing this message in my mind.

Erin's consciousness was pulled into the balance space.

Same as last time.

As soon as Erin entered, he noticed another hazy ball of light in front of the scales of fate.

Erin reached out and beckoned, and the hazy ball of light slowly drifted toward him.

Before long, the hazy ball of light floated in front of Erin.

The last crimson orb was a reward for eliminating the followers of the evil god. What will this hazy gray orb be this time?

With a glimmer of hope, Erin reached out her hand toward the hazy ball of light.

With a whoosh.

The moment Erin's fingertips touched the hazy ball of light, it seemed to merge into Erin's body as if they were water and milk.

Ok?

This is······

soon.

Under the onslaught of a massive amount of information, Erin closed his eyes and began to digest the information contained within the ball of light.

Within this hazy, gray ball of light lies a memory.

A memory from the life of the vengeful ghost that was just swallowed by the scales of fate.

Abel Smith, male, 46 years old, also known as Mr. X, is the top assassin of the Assassin Brotherhood in the underworld!

A day earlier, this unfortunate man died on the roof of the Metropolitan Building, killed by a Brotherhood traitor known as "The Cross."

"Wow, Mr. X, the cross, the Brotherhood... I remember this is from the story of Wanted! Isn't Mr. X the unlucky guy who got killed by the cross as soon as he appeared in the story?"

Although Mr. X was a bit unlucky, his strength as the top assassin in the dark world was beyond doubt.

The best proof is that after his death, the malevolent energy that clung to his soul and rapidly corrupted him within a single day, transforming him into a terrifying vengeful ghost.

That was the curse of the wronged souls who died at Mr. X's hands during his lifetime.

Of course, it was precisely because of his strength that his soul was imbued with the aura of that wondrous object of destiny.

After all, ordinary assassins of the Assassin Brotherhood are not qualified to touch that magical "weaving machine of fate".

Besides containing fragments of Mr. X's memories, that hazy ball of light also contained a technology that Mr. X had engraved into his soul.

Gunfighting.

After merging with that ball of light.

Erin's understanding and use of gun skills were elevated to a level that the original owner could hardly imagine. Erin even felt that he had surpassed Old Jerry, who taught him to shoot.

That sharpshooter who retired from the military.

Because within this gun-fighting tradition passed down from Mr. X lies a gun-fu technique that Old Tom could never master.

A gun technique passed down exclusively to the Assassin Brotherhood, and even within the Assassin Brotherhood, only a select few can master it.

"Arc trajectory technique".

Of course, someone who has mastered the arc ballistics technique is not necessarily better than someone who has not.

Not every assassin who has mastered the arc trajectory technique is necessarily a top-tier assassin.

After all, the ultimate purpose of firearms is to kill. As long as they can kill, why bother whether the bullets can turn?

However, it is undeniable that bullets that can curve would greatly enrich a gunner's shooting methods.

In addition, there's their special state that can stimulate the release of adrenaline.

This is also why every assassin in the Assassin Brotherhood who has mastered the arc ballistic technique can easily become a top killer in the dark world.

As he absorbed the knowledge flowing into his mind, a smile crept onto Erin's lips.

"This feels really good..."

After accepting the gift from the scales of fate, Erin began to think about how to obtain the "Weaving Machine of Fate" from the Assassin Brotherhood.

Without a doubt, under normal circumstances, he would have no chance of touching the "Spinning Machine of Destiny," which was guarded so closely as to be the faith of the Assassin Brotherhood, in a textile factory teeming with assassins.

According to Mr. X's fragmented memories, even as one of the twelve Saints of the Assassin Brotherhood, he was usually forbidden from touching the "Spinning Machine of Fate".

Only Sloan, the leader of the Assassin Brotherhood, comes into daily contact with the "Weaving Machine of Fate".

Thinking of this, Erin recalled: "I remember in the original story, after Cross died, Wesley, who learned the truth, was fully awakened and, with Fox's help, wiped out the Brotherhood of Assassins."

"So, does this mean I can wait until all the Assassin Brotherhood members are dead, then go straight to the textile factory and loot the loot boxes, getting the 'Spinning Machine of Destiny' without lifting a finger?"

and many more.

Since I transmigrated here, I have changed a lot of things.

Sitting back and reaping the benefits seems a bit risky; who knows if the butterfly effect I've created has already changed the course of events?

After all, the world has already changed a lot because of my existence.

Mr. X just died, and it seems like we're just starting out in the story. Should I try to touch the cross?

After the thought crossed Erin's mind, he quickly abandoned it.

As one of the world's top assassins, the Cross's destructive power is currently terrifying.

Apart from his beloved son, there was no one else in the world he truly cared about.

If I were to contact that guy now, I might just be met with a bullet.

Although I am now extraordinary, when combined with firearms, assassins like Cross still pose a considerable danger to me.

Fortunately.

As a fortune teller, even without contacting the target, one can follow the guidance of fate and obtain information that one wants to know.

Moreover, besides Wesley from the original story, Arryn could also weaken the Assassin Brotherhood through other means.

·······

After exiting the balance space.

Erin saw the little monster looking up at the sky with a wronged expression, as if wondering why the half-ghost had suddenly disappeared.

Seeing this, Erin couldn't help but chuckle and pat the little monster on the head.

"Okay, don't be upset, I'll make it up to you with an even better one later."

Although it didn't quite understand why the delicious "food" had disappeared, the little monster still happily slurred its words after hearing its master's promise.

After teasing the little monster for a while...

Erin took a taxi and left Chinatown.

Before confronting the Assassin Brotherhood, Erin planned to familiarize himself with his newly acquired skills.

Twenty minutes later, Erin got out of the taxi and entered the Tom Shooting Club.

Led by the waiter, Erin arrived at a mobile shooting range.

He picked up the pistol from the empty slot and fired a burst of shots at the moving target 10 meters away.

"Bang bang bang..."

(End of this chapter)