episode_0267

Firearms have magical power.

Every man has probably handled a firearm at least once.

When I was young, I tried shooting paint bullets at a survival camp.

I also try shooting toys, whether it’s an airsoft gun or a water gun.

Above all, I fired a lot of shots in the military, and even when I went to the reserve forces, I shot zero-point shots.

Speaking of the military makes me extremely irritated, but still, the recoil the moment I pull the trigger sometimes makes a man’s heart pound.

A series of processes from manipulating the firearm to pull the trigger, pulling the trigger by accurately holding it against the shoulder, and accurately hitting the target with the recoil applied to the shoulder.

Every man, at least once, experiences that sensation that sends a shiver down his spine.

And now.

In this world, I was able to freely shoot at things that in the original world I would never encounter unless I was in the reserve forces.

Not the K2, not the M16 that I came across at a rural reserve force training ground while moving from region to region, but all kinds of firearms that boast history and tradition even before the cataclysm.

It’s a shame that it’s not a live bullet, but shooting it gives you a more thrilling sensation than a live bullet.

A bullet created with magical power, a magic bullet.

Ta-eu-ang!

As soon as you pull the trigger, the muzzle fires.

Gyobaris’ clones dodge from the direction of the gun, but the magic bullets are faster than the body.

Wow.

With a dull sound, one of the clones collapses with a hole in its head.

And at the same time, as soon as your posture breaks down, your head explodes.

Wow.

Blood is splattered around.

As if the mannequin’s head exploded, the debris spreads around the clone and scatters on the floor.

[If you explode someone else’s head, you should explode your own.]

A magic bullet that pierces the exact center of the forehead does not end with being stuck in the head.

Magic bullets, which are difficult to reproduce even with special bullets, are explosive, and according to my will, they are lodged in the head of the clone and explode the head as soon as it enters the inside.

“Ugh…!”

[If it’s just pierced, won’t it try to quickly regenerate only the holed part? In that case, it’s better to explode.]

Paang, paang.

Keep shooting magic bullets.

Although the trigger is continuously pulled with one arm, the body of the person with this ability can withstand this much weight and recoil.

If you hold it with both hands and shoot, it will definitely be easier to aim.

That’s also the basics of gun shooting.

You can hold a pistol with both hands, so how can you shoot a gun classified as a sniper rifle with one hand?

“Ugh, cheeky NTR chung…! Die!”

[I’m sorry, but I’m the one taking away, not the one being taken away.]

but.

[I will stop it. At best, all you can do is run and swing your claws…!]

“Both explode!!”

sometimes.

“You two, go away together!!”

There are times when men have to give up practicality and take care of something else.

[Dangerous.]

[Ugh…?!]

I turned around, pulling Ymir with one hand.

Ymir, who was grabbed by my waist, tried to run forward but immediately gave himself to me, and I stepped on the ground while holding Ymir’s waist and shot forward.

Too doo doo doo.

It is a sniper rifle, but unlike before, it forms magical bullets by cutting them short and fires the bullets in rapid succession.

The clone that was running towards us stopped in place due to the stopping power of the magic bullets, and soon its body began to divide significantly.

Pa—-!!

[Self-destruction?!]

[You’re vicious.]

I landed on the floor in the same position I had jumped up in, holding Ymir in my arms.

[Thank you. I never thought he would commit suicide….]

[Because it’s just one of the alter egos. I’m sorry for catching you suddenly.]

[Oh, no. There may not have been any damage, but considering that he probably had that on his body… Ugh.]

Ymir ground his teeth at the blood splattered on the floor.

At the same time, he extended the Dragon Killer forward and lightly clenched his fist.

Bang, bang, bang!

Blade-like golden claws are fired forward one by one, piercing through the clones all at once.

Instead of piercing just one, it moves forward by piercing the solar plexus of three or four clones in a row.

Clap!

As soon as the three nails are fired, golden nails pop out from within.

[Auror blade ejection. I tried following the fantasy novel you sent me last time. how is it?]

[That’s amazing. Later, I will be able to use the Igigeo sword as well.]

The battle is definitely easier because Ymir is there.

He is superior to anyone else in his ability to create his own and apply the skills I have taught him or that I have taught him through other media.

[Please lead the way, Ymir.]

[I’ll leave it to you!]

And thanks to that, I can entrust Ymir with my back.

I turned my body to face Ymir and spread the magic flowing through the goblin bat that had become a sniper rifle to the left and right.

Puzzle!

With a golden spark, the sniper rifle split into two.

It’s similar to before, but the black has faded by about 50%.

Bang, bang!

Since one is divided into two, the firepower is half as well, but of course, magic bullets fly to the left and right respectively.

It had to be that way.

Otherwise, we won’t be able to wipe out all the hybrid wreaths that secretly crawled up from under the factory.

“Ugh…. How?!”

Papabang.

“Hiding would have been perfect?!”

When the heads of the clones that had climbed up the wall behind me exploded and fell, one of the clones that managed to climb up screamed at me, gritting his teeth.

[You can see them turning the clone backwards and trying to hit the back.]

“There was no way I could see it!”

[I answer like this. I’m looking five steps ahead of you.]

In fact, I figured it out through the magic unfolding in the sky, but I have no intention of telling you that.

Because this is a time attack.

[Haaaap!]

Ymir swings each Dragon Killer as if scattering them.

The golden slash flies like a crescent moon and splits the clone in two, and the slashes that cross each other in the shape of an

Shoot!

“Kiyaaaa!!”

The clone that was touched by Ymir’s magic melted and disappeared.

Just like Duoxini, Gyobaeris’s alter ego turned to ash and was purified and extinguished by Ymir’s sunlight-like magic.

[There is no reason to hesitate anymore.]

Ymir spoke with confidence and radiated stronger magical power.

[If you are purified by my magic and no human remains, that means you are not even a human, but a devil!!]

There is no hesitation in swinging the Dragon Killer and delivering a slash.

“Shut up!”

“Those who put NTR on pure love are even more evil!”

“You who help goblins are more like a devil!”

Gyobaeris, who only know how to engage in hand-to-hand combat, try to get close somehow and attempt to self-destruct, but Gyobaeris have never succeeded in self-destructing.

[There is no end.]

[Is it multiplying infinitely? Then, aim for the main body…!]

[It does not seem to be infinite proliferation. Each one is connected in parallel. Although the population is large, it is ultimately an endless proliferation.]

Ride it!

[If you keep eliminating them, the last one will remain. That’s the main body. Well, it would be nice if you find the main body and remove it, and everything else dies.]

I take a step back as Ymir moves forward, and I continue to fire magic bullets to explode my clones.

[Even if there are clones elsewhere, if all the entities here die due to the barrier…]

Puzzle!

I recovered the magic power that formed the firearm and returned it to the form of a club.

Then he turned his body sideways and jumped upward, holding Ymir from behind.

Pa-ah.

Even though I jumped quite high while giving a back hug, Ymir hugged me like nothing happened.

Instead, he extended the dragon killer downwards.

[If it’s not behind, it’s down.]

” Oh, this-”

Wi-euing.

Golden lasers rushed downward from the dragon killer.

The hands of the clones that had just jumped up onto the factory rooftop from below began to be purified and extinguished by Ymir’s light.

Pa-ang.

Gathering magical energy into my feet and kicking the air, I jumped forward in a big double leap while holding Ymir in my arms.

Ymir continued to bombard me with downward light, and I slowly fell down and turned around holding Ymir.

“This, this…!”

[Ymir. That’s not how it’s written. That’s not a beam cannon.]

[How about calling it my own fighting style?]

[…Hmm, now that I think about it, I guess that’s true.]

If one is close, the other is far.

[Back up from behind. I cut off the heads of the clones in front of me.]

[You’re not breaking your head?]

[Get rid of the prejudice that I will always use blunt weapons.]

If Ymir wants to fire a bombardment, I can change it to a form that allows me to engage in close combat.

[I also tend to use blades.]

Clap.

He creates a magic blade at the end of the bat and creates it like a scimitar.

[Because it looks better to cut it cleanly rather than to have the flesh explode when bursting.]

Suddenly!

Swing the pole widely and blow off the clone’s head.

The body of the clone with its head gone falls backwards, and Ymir aims his claws at the head of the clone as it flies toward the sky and fires a beam.

Passs.

The alter ego turns into ashes and disappears.

Currently, no clone can damage us.

It may cause psychological damage as if you are committing a grotesque massacre, but it is time to get used to it.

[How long are you going to keep sending out self-immolations like that?]

“…Hehehehe.”

[It’s the same with both you and Duo-Eok-Sini, you only create demons and you’re not good at fighting spirits.]

“Really?”

Smirk.

The Gyobaeris all at once aimed their hands at us.

“Then, let’s fight against your fighting style.”

[……!!]

[no way…!]

[Is this cheating?]

“It’s not cheating, it’s called ‘mirroring’!”

Tou doo doo doo.

From all directions, Gyobaeris’ fingers started flying like bullets.

The speed was as fast as a magic bullet, and my fingers felt like they were going to explode.

Red blood droplets even spouted out like a beam towards us from the finger that was fired.

Although it was only a split second, I figured out Kyoberis’ fighting style.

A style that uses alter egos to learn the enemy’s patterns and then counters them.

The type that collects data and uses it as is.

It is a combat method that utilizes what happened on the Island of Angels in Thailand by accumulating knowledge.

Pa—-!!

A golden sphere unfolds in front of me.

[What should I do? If this continues… won’t all the money be lost?]

Ymir asks in a nervous voice, blocking finger bullets and beam cannons flying from all directions.

[How to deal with such a devil-]

[Close to infinity.]

Crash.

[chamberlain.]

I turned the bat into a gun and pointed the gun at Gyobaris.

[Using a special ability that cannot be imitated.]

You can use this ability in a way that even the omniscient devil cannot understand and that can never be obtained by acquiring knowledge.

[I have 7 magic bullets.]

Pull the trigger.

One, two, three.

A hole appears in the shield, and finger bullets are intercepted.

[Six bullets will hit the target.]

He fires magic bullets again.

four. five. six.

Beyond the bullet, it pierces the heads of the three clones.

[The last bullet will pierce the devil’s heart.]

To the omnipotent devil.

[I am a magic gunner. Come, Archangel of Death.]

It simply uses its power to reach ‘results’.

The seventh bullet is a deadly magic bullet that will inevitably fly towards someone and kill them.

[Execute. Samael.]