At the moment of activating the "Perfect Bullet Screen," Su Changxing felt an unprecedented power.

This ability raised him to a whole new level.

"So the capability of advancement can reach this extent."

He looked down at the gun in his hand, remained silent for a while, and then carried the gun as he walked towards West Bridge City, ready to observe the movements of those wizards.

Continuously retreating is not a solution.

Now that he has activated the "Perfect Bullet Screen," he can easily assassinate any Tier Seven existence unless the opponent has special life-saving abilities.

He steps into the territory of West Bridge City.

Cold rain falls from the sky; there’s no black fog, but clouds are densely packed, and the sun is also nowhere to be seen.

The energy density on this side is noticeably higher.

He felt the cells in his body become much more active, as if taking deep breaths.

From a distance, West Bridge City looked similar to how it was when he left, the only difference being the various sizes of water droplets floating in the sky, some as big as basketballs and some almost invisible to the naked eye.

These droplets aren’t illusions; they truly exist, and even in some of the larger droplets, small fish swim within.

This doesn’t seem like the real world, more like an absurd dream.

Su Changxing sensed some powerful presences flickering in the distance; these wizards neither hide their presences nor can they conceal them, as they are constantly interacting intensely with the surrounding environment.

He puts on the Clown Mask to conceal his presence and wraps himself in a Shadow Cloak, along with his position’s inherent "Ordinary People" effect, forming a three-layer protection.

"This way, no one should be able to detect my presence. If they do, well, it would just be bad luck."

Su Changxing runs forward in an exaggerated fashion, swaggering ahead, and it doesn’t take long before he sees several people appear on the highway.

They’re dressed in heavy silver armor, carrying longswords and items resembling cannons.

Soldiers?

He estimates these should be Black Fog World’s soldiers, each carrying not weak energy fluctuations, enough to rival Tier Eight Extraordinary, somewhat similar to wizards but also quite different.

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"I’ve heard Wizard Kevin disappeared last night, let’s be careful; he might have been killed by the natives of this world."

The leader, with dark skin and large stature, observes around as he speaks.

A soldier beside him exclaims in surprise, "Huh? How is that possible? Isn’t this just a lower-grade world? If not for the war, who would want to come to this desolate place."

"Lower-grade world?"

The leader sneers slightly, saying, "If it were truly just a lower-grade world, we wouldn’t have waited this long. But... there’s news from above asking us to prepare to act at any moment."

The soldier’s expression turns serious, saying, "Right, anyway, I also feel this world is weird, very contradictory."

"Hey, what is this?"

Another soldier standing beside raises a sword and strikes the ground, crushing something like a bug, revealing tiny metal fragments.

The leader walks over to inspect, frowning slightly as he says, "It should be something like a magic puppet; was someone observing us just now?"

They are very alert, beyond expectations.

Su Changxing watches these dozen soldiers from afar but does not act; his target is those wizards, and these are small fry, no need to expose himself for them.

The people from the Wizard World are waiting, but what exactly they’re waiting for, Su Changxing doesn’t know.

Shortly after.

He sees many more people appearing in his sight, not just soldiers but also many laborer-like people wearing gray linen clothes.

They are using carts to transport packaged goods, constructing stone black towers like sentry posts, and digging pits on the ground.

These people should be ordinary people from their world, but even ordinary people have about Tier Nine level energy fluctuations.

A wizard in a blue robe stands on a nearly finished sentry post, watching all around, seemingly alert, while a huge, faintly visible dark red vertical eye appears on the tower.

"Moving so fast?"

Su Changxing is surprised; this area has already been completely transformed by people from the Wizard World, changed into an environment they are familiar with, modified into their territory.

Their objectives are entirely different from those of Black Fog World.

Black Fog World just wants to dump their trash into this world, while they seem to plan to further invade this world.

From their actions, it’s clear; they didn’t rush to act but first established a stable foothold in this world.

"It seems the war over there is favorable to them, and they have the capacity for these actions."

Su Changxing observes the situation for a while, aiming the gun at that wizard, his eyes flashing with a ethereal light, and without hesitation, he pulls the trigger.

Dozens of bullets shoot out instantly, carving elegant arcs in the air.

The wizard seems to sense something, looking up in surprise, but before he can react, several bullets pierce through his body, causing him to fall from the tower, his shattered body landing beside a laborer carrying a sack.

Almost instantly. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Dozens of soldiers standing guard on nearby streets are also eliminated, bullets swiftly pierce their bodies, creating irreparable blood holes.

A few soldiers are blasted by the bullet’s power, falling and struggling on the ground.

Su Changxing doesn’t hesitate, turns around and retreats, staying a second longer increases the risk of being caught.

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The sky is filled with clouds, flashing with thunder, and the rain grows heavier.

Someone is searching for him.

Su Changxing crouches in the bushes, motionless, carefully perceiving the surrounding environment, simultaneously resting, as using "Perfect Bullet Screen" once drained his spirit.

This ability can become stronger, but he cannot sustain it.

"Still haven’t found me?"

Su Changxing’s eyes flash with a determined glow.

Though what he’s doing is dangerous, it allows him to test these wizards’ limits, finding out how much power they really have now.

An hour later, he retreats to the edge of West Bridge Area, several wizards have passed not far by, but none discovered him.

This perfect concealment ability seems to be quite bothersome.

Those wizards look unpleasant, after getting one of their people killed, the perpetrator successfully escaped.

It’s a disgrace, a huge threat.

"One thing is certain, Kevin is already dead, most likely killed by him."

A wizard in a black robe, hair white, with a ruddy complexion, speaks with a smile, seemingly indifferent to these deaths.

Otto strokes the crow perched on his arm, squeezing out a smile, saying:

"Teacher, if he can sneak in and attack once, he could do it a second time... I suspect he’s the person I saw before."

"Why not launch an attack tomorrow? Besides him, there are no real strong individuals inside that city, with you here, there’s nothing to worry about."

This is his teacher, Richie, also one of the wizards at the war meeting, possessing great power, of course, also extremely strong himself.

Richie smiles, saying:

"Don’t panic over small things; we’re not afraid, but must coordinate our actions. Do you really think we’re here to seize this lower-grade world?"

Lower-grade worlds usually imply no investment value; most things here are ordinary, and the only potentially valuable thing may be their scarce knowledge.