A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

The enemy is outside the effective range of the arquebus.

But it’s not that you can’t shoot outside the effective range, but your hit rate will drop significantly.

This is a problem with all smoothbore guns. Without rifling to make the bullet rotate, the trajectory will be unstable.

He fired ten shots but missed a single one.

But Thomas had nothing else but a lot of ammunition.

Even if the hit rate is only one in ten, you can still hit ten out of a hundred shots.

I guess it’s almost time to kill this nightmare beast.

"Let's go over there!" Eva suggested.

Since we have decided to shoot from a distance, the closer the better.

Shooting outside the limit of the tentacle's attack range is the option with the highest hit rate.

She put down the other pieces, picked up her rifle and ammunition, and headed forward.

"Be careful!" Boris said suddenly.

"Don't worry." Eva smiled. "My eyes are very sharp. I won't be wrong."

She is a warrior after all, and would never misjudge the length of the tentacles and put herself in danger.

Moreover, she was mainly testing the waters to see if it would work.

She walked forward, excitedly heading towards the shooting position she had chosen.

Thomas turned his head and looked at the Crescent Moon Cultists over there.

The Star-Moon believers were very calm, as if they were waiting for something.

Then Thomas saw Little Bahador - he was also walking forward, as if wanting to do the same thing as Ava.

But he had no musket.

A warning sign suddenly arose in my heart.

Thomas found himself losing control and for a moment couldn't figure out what was wrong.

There was a chasm of fifteen or sixteen meters between the two sides.

Even though Bajado Jr. was a very strong fighter, he could not jump farther than American athlete Myers Powell.

Unless he possesses extraordinary abilities such as flying and levitation.

But Thomas had fought him before and was very sure that the other party did not have this ability.

Little Bahador suddenly jumped into the air and jumped into the abyss as if committing suicide. His jumping ability was roughly consistent with Thomas's estimate.

In other words, it is impossible to jump over the abyss.

Out of 100% of the distance, at most 60% is skipped, or even less than 60%.

He would just fall straight down like this.

But before Thomas could react, the long whip in Little Bahador's hand suddenly stretched out and rolled towards the other side.

On the other side of the river were bare rocks, with no wood to grab onto or wrap around.

The metal whip lashed fiercely on the cliff.

The barbs on the whip were firmly hooked into a crack in the rock.

Little Bahador's falling body was pulled by the whip, and he used the force to jump to the other side of the abyss.

Landed in front of Eva.

Eva also stood there in shock.

Little Bahador rolled his hand and retracted the whip, then swung it out casually.

Eva finally threw away the useless musket, drew the dagger she carried with her, and held it in front of her.

Then, a shadow fell.

Unlike all other weapons, whips cannot be blocked.

The long metal whip fell, and even though the front was blocked, the tip of the whip still hit Eva's back.

The sharp metal barbs scratched and tore the armor on her back into pieces.

A small piece of flesh was torn off the shoulder, staining the armor with blood.

After this heavy blow, Eva could not hold on and knelt on one knee, and she could hardly hold the dagger in her hand.

Thomas only felt a shadow flash out of the corner of his eye, but the Blasphemous Knight had already rushed over.

But it was too late because the distance was too far.

"You... swore an oath!" Eva asked strugglingly.

"I said we won't open fire on our own initiative," replied Little Bahador.

The splattered blood splashed onto his face along with the whip. He looked at the figure blocking his way and lowered his eyelids slightly.

The attack just now seemed to have only torn the armor and scraped off a small piece of flesh from the body, but it was actually not that simple.

The impact of the whip was firmly borne by Eva's body.

As a result, all bones, organs and even muscles in the body were damaged by the powerful impact.

Although he seemed to have only suffered minor injuries, he had actually completely lost his ability to move, let alone fight.

In other words, after this whip, the female warrior seemed to still be holding the dagger in her hand, but in fact she was already a lamb to be slaughtered.

"So you see, I didn't fire," said Little Bahador.

Before he finished speaking, gunshots rang out from the other side.

It was other Star and Moon believers on the other side, and they were firing.

The main target of the shooting was the Blasphemous Knight who was rushing towards Little Bahador.

The Blasphemous Knight slowed down rapidly, changed his movement trajectory, and avoided the dense bullet fire.

However, this change of speed and track also greatly slowed down his speed. It was too late, and he would never be able to arrive in time.

There were also guns pointed at Thomas and the nun. Thomas dodged in time, and the nun was shot in the head.

"You... are lying..." Eva said with difficulty. "... you are blaspheming... your own... God..."

"Oh, you might have forgotten." Little Bahador said with a forced smile. "Our God has made it clear that we can break any agreement we make with pagans. No matter what it is! Even if it's an oath sworn in God's name."

From the very beginning, he had never thought of letting these Christians go. Otherwise, he would be in big trouble again when he returned!

They are all going to die!

Eva's body trembled.

A bloody hole appeared in her chest.

A bullet came from behind, piercing her now naked back and coming out from her chest.

She turned her head with difficulty and looked in the direction where the bullet came from in the distance.

A Star and Moon believer!

The Blasphemous Knight has already rushed over, with the Damascus sword unsheathed, and the blade light is pouring down like a stream of water.

Little Bahador stepped back to avoid the attack.

He knew very well that the bullet just now was a fatal wound, so she couldn't even be used as a hostage.

This woman is no longer useful. In that case, let her be.

It is safer to wait patiently for your subordinates to reload and prepare for the next wave of fire support.

The Blasphemous Knight forced the enemy back with one move and immediately supported Eva's body.

Blood was gushing out of her mouth and nose. The bullet had pierced her chest, injuring her lungs.

In Thomas's past life, he could have been saved by rushing to the ICU, just a matter of luck. But in this era, this is a fatal injury!

There is no chance of survival.

"Sir..." She looked at the man beside her with her dying breath. "...I'm sorry...I'm afraid I can only...accompany you...here...please..." Her hand suddenly tightened, holding the other's hand tightly. "...Don't...forget...me!"

These words consumed her last bit of strength.

Chapter 166 Lies and Killing 2

The Blasphemous Knight loosened his grip, letting Eva's body fall helplessly to the ground.

He tried to stand up straight, but couldn't. He staggered several steps before he could barely keep his balance.

"Back off!" Thomas shouted at the Blasphemous Knight, but the Blasphemous Knight seemed not to hear him.

There was no other way, Thomas could only fire two shots to pin down the enemy musketeer.

At least they cannot be allowed to reload, aim and shoot freely.

"Ha, this woman is your lover?" Little Bahador gave a cruel smile. "Don't worry, he won't forget you. Because he's going to die soon!"

His eyes, which Thomas had thought were a little abnormal when he saw them before, now had a slight bloodshot color.

Witnessing the separation of life and death of this man and woman just now did not move him much.

But unexpectedly, the man no longer paid attention to the fallen woman and turned his attention to himself.

"So it's... the secret technique of bloodlust?" Boris whispered. "This should be one of the Assassins' secrets. How did you learn it?"

"For those with talent and strength, this isn't a big deal," Little Bahador said. "I once studied under a master, who taught me the secret technique."

He didn't care to say a few more words - at this moment, his men were busy loading and stringing their guns in the distance.

"But..." he said. "There's no point in asking these questions about a dead person, right?"

He just shook his hand slightly, and the long whip stretched out like a snake, hitting the target directly.

The Blasphemous Knight didn't dodge or evade, and the whip just brushed past his head.

The barb of the whip grazed his helmet, sending it flying off, rolling several times on the ground before falling into the abyss.

Under the helmet is a handsome face.

For some reason, he looked familiar, though Little Bahador was certain he had never seen this person before.

"Boris!" Thomas shouted from a distance, alerting his companions to the impending crisis.

Someone has finished loading the bullets and may open fire at any time.

The reason he didn't fire now was because the two of them were too close and the angle was bad. If he wasn't careful, he might get hurt.

"Boris..." Little Bahador heard this familiar name and suddenly remembered who it was. "It's you! The Blasphemous Knight!"

Why is this person here, wearing the uniform of the Knights of Christ?

The wanted lists of various countries are public, and Little Bahador has naturally seen them.

The Blasphemous Knight was on the wanted lists of at least three or four countries, and he was a powerful figure who was even ranked in the top ten.

Even a fool knows that none of these guys who have been on the wanted lists of various countries for a long time and are still alive and kicking are easy to deal with.

Those who are easy to deal with have long become bounties.

As soon as his voice came out, it immediately caused a commotion among his subordinates in the distance.

A person's name is like the shadow of a tree. More than one Star and Moon believer stopped what they were doing and looked nervously into the distance.

Even little Bahador took half a step back.

"I've heard of you..." He looked the enemy up and down. "You're a traitor, a traitor to the great Star-Moon Cult."

Facing the legendary strong man, little Bahador did not retreat at all.

There's no way, he has too big an advantage.

We have advantages in terms of time, place and people.

No matter what, if you can't win, you can just run away and jump to the other side of the abyss.

Moreover, both sides have just tested each other, and little Bahador doesn't think he will lose.