Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 112

Witch of Feathers (1)

Kkwagwagwang!

The sand rises like waves. A rushing storm.

Dozens of small lead bullets were seen flying between the flames and sand grains that obscured the view.

Sienna managed to stretch out her hand. She chanted a spell.

“Nox Pelirem…!”

Go go go go!

Lead bullets bounce off the protective shield created in a split second, sparking.

However, it was not possible to stop everything. Several special task force agents next to her fell to the ground after being hit by bullets that missed their shields.

“Whoops…!”

“Ahh! “Aaaah!”

A man clutching his bleeding neck and croaking. Next to him, a woman scooped up the half-exploded intestines.

The fabric is torn by fragments, bursts under pressure, and cooks in flames.

Among the carefully laid gunpowder weapons, humans were mere pieces of meat.

“Wizard! Retreat…you have to retreat…keaaaaak!”

Kkwagwagwang!

The commander of the advance team, who was crawling out of breath, is caught in the explosion and is blown away.

The explosion that struck the side split the commander’s body into exactly two pieces.

More explicitly, in two pieces and hundreds of fragments.

Under the rain of guts and gore, Sienna bit her lips tightly.

‘Damn it. ‘I can’t believe you didn’t expect the ambush.’

The advance team’s operation went smoothly. Until just yesterday.

The rebel forces were divided into ten parties and scattered.

The rebels wasted a lot of energy trying to keep each other in check, and because they did not hire professional guides, the rebels were also slow to move.

On the other hand, the advance team had Sienna, an excellent guide and tracker, and the 40-member special task force also had the adaptability of a fairly good explorer.

The gap in combat power was also significant.

Even aside from the power of her lineage, she is an excellent magician. Agents armed with the latest firearms and excellent marksmanship.

There was no way a rebel party of about 10 people at most could be an opponent in a situation where the number of people was several times different.

The advance team chased after them and killed one party on the first floor of the labyrinth and two on the second floor.

It was almost thought that the mission might be finished before the main unit joined.

‘In the meantime, I never thought they would gather in one place and launch a counterattack. ‘I couldn’t even think about it, let alone prepare for it.’

Was the internal strife not deep from the beginning? Or is it because we are so cornered that even deep internal strife is meaningless?

The rebels gathered five of the seven remaining parties and attacked the moving advance party in a wide sand pit.

Explosives buried throughout the pit and clever sniping from the hills surrounding the pit at different times.

The explosives, which had been buried so densely that they were extremely dense, were exploding endlessly, as if they had decided to end the situation here.

Pretzel Gwang! Gurgling……

Around the pit. A feast of sand and fireworks occurring in succession.

This time, Sienna managed to put on a protective shield and frowned heavily.

Is it because he is aware of her existence as a skilled wizard? The rebels deliberately dispersed the explosion.

Kkkkwang! Gwangneung –

An explosion that is both irregular and uninterrupted.

It would have been better if they all exploded at once and tried to block them, but in this way, as long as they were human, they would inevitably have problems with stamina and concentration.

‘Besides, unlike a spell, there is no real warning about a gunpowder explosion…’

Just by lifting a finger on the trigger, a fairly powerful magic-level explosion occurs.

It’s all mechanical movement without any strong will or clear life.

Sienna, who had seen over her shoulder what the one-eyed master craftsman Bjorn Kaladrakum was doing, knew this very well.

‘I just need to kill the guy with the detonator…’

The problem is that there are dozens of enemies ambushed on the hill.

Unless you had superhuman senses, there was no way to tell which of them was holding the detonator.

Naturally, her response was limited.

All you have to do is protect the agents with a shield and occasionally counterattack with a crossbow or shock spell.

If she was like this too, the agents had no choice but to suffer helplessly.

The number of agents who fell from the explosion and debris was already in double digits, and about half of them were either dead or alive, and they were not even able to get up.

‘If the witch’s power had been intact, we wouldn’t have had to worry about this…’ She

would have easily destroyed the entire area with a few lines of spells and instantly annihilated the rebels with a flick of her hand.

Fortunately, there is a melody that I learned over the shoulders of back-alley wizards when I was young, so I can at least spread a protective shield like this…

Gwaaaaang!

I cut off my thoughts and the sound of binge drinking fills my mind. The reflective shield spell was not complete.

They pushed back the fire and violence that exploded in front of them, but it was not enough to block all the debris.

The iron fragment that broke through the protective shield grazed my shoulder, shin, and waist.

“Huh…!”

A searing pain. A moment of nausea that made me cry.

Sienna fell flat in place, holding her throbbing shoulder.

Bleep-

It seems like the tinnitus has spread beyond my ears and into my skull. The flash remained like an afterimage before my eyes and obscured my vision.

Sienna muttered with her blood-covered mouth as she clutched the sand that was crumbling between her fingertips.

“It can’t end like this…”

Above the dark eyes that are cornered. An ominous magical power stirs.

The shape of a feather fluttering vaguely. The shadow of a cold chain surrounding it.

I couldn’t die in vain like this.

It was a life that was achieved by tenaciously surviving. I had a lofty dream that I haven’t yet achieved.

Even if she becomes the devil’s plaything and starts from the bottom, it doesn’t end like this…

Piing –

At that moment, something tore through her senses.

It was a blurry line.

A straight line appeared out of nowhere, as if squeezing through a gap in space.

I didn’t feel any strong magical power. However, the vague mystery clearly stimulated her heart.

A mystery you can feel because you were a witch before you were a wizard.

Easy profit!

The mysterious line ended at the enemy’s ambush site on the hill.

“Ugh…!”

With a short groan, something tumbled from the top of the hill into the pit.

Coincidentally, that place was Sienna’s presence.

Under a hazy cloud of dust, the body of a spellcaster with an ax stuck between his eyes came into view.

“……uh?”

Sienna tilted her head when she saw the iron rod that fell from the man’s hand.

This was because it had an uncanny resemblance to the detonator that explodes the explosives that the one-eyed master craftsman had been fiddling with.

My gaze naturally turned to the hatchet stuck in the guy’s head.

“Dal…?”

The moment when I suddenly remembered the name of a certain warrior from the ax handle, which had the prominent symbol of the Holy Knights.

Whoa whoa!

Part of the slope surrounding the pit disappeared, and a huge yellow pillar rose up in its place.

[Kyaaaaa!]

The predator’s cry makes the whole area vibrate.

Everyone looked up in fascination at the owner of the roar.

Scales harder than steel. A body as thick as the pillars of the pantheon.

The ten-layered snout alternates and rotates, grinding up stones and sand with thousands of teeth.

Even if I explode all the explosives left in the pit, will I be able to take him down?

Regardless of whether they were special forces or rebels, they trembled with their mouths wide open in front of the large and small pupils crowded on their snouts.

Status or faction were meaningless. In front of this gigantic predator, humans were mere prey and insignificant creatures.

Crank…

At that moment, some of the monster’s scales opened.

Protruding from it were dozens of gun beaks. A total of sixty flashing gun beaks, two or three for each scale.

One of the rebel commanders looked dumbfounded. The guy’s mouth slowly opened.

“…ah?”

Ta-da-da-da-da-dan!

There was no answer to the question. Instead, a barrage of lead bullets crushed his face.

Almost half of the rebels who surrounded the slope fell under the volley of fire from the special forces agents who came out from between the sandworm’s scales.

[Kyaaaaa!]

Half of the people who survived the bullets fell unconscious in front of the screams of thousands of shiny eyes.

The situation turned around in an instant. Sienna had poor judgment.

This was partly because of the blood shed, but also because the scene before her eyes went far beyond her common sense.

and.

Let’s go.

As soon as I saw the warrior jumping from the top of the giant monster’s head and stepping on the sandy slope.

“…under.”

All the doubts she had melted away like snow melting in the desert.

“It’s a little late.”

The man said. Sienna couldn’t answer.

A mercenary who suddenly appears from somewhere. A fake northerner with no origin or family.

A strange warrior who cares even for people from lowly distances. Her customer, who created an uproar in the labyrinth city just a few months after setting foot there.

And a strangely smiling and blunt man who left her in quite a bit of debt.

“It’s been a while.”

Dallon said.

He pulled the ax from the spellcaster’s head, cleaned it roughly, and placed it in his belt.

He simply cut off the wire connected to the trigger, shook it off on the hem of his clothes, and held out his hand.

With a light smile beneath his grave eyes.

“It’s really been a while.”

This time I was able to answer. Sienna held hands like the bear’s paws of a warrior.

As she stood up with support, a light smile like that of a warrior appeared on her lips.

***

The support from Dallan and the main team was exquisite.

If it had been a little late, the advance team might have been wiped out.

The rebel force consisted of more than fifty trained gunners, and most of the gunpowder they brought with them was poured into one raid.

Even for agents of the special task force directly under the Tsarist royal family, it was not easy to overcome such an aggressive surprise attack.

Of course Dallen knew.

Even if the advance force had been pushed to its limit due to the attack, the result would have been the annihilation of the rebels, not the advance force.

According to information from the Witch of Feathers and Crow’s Nest, Sienna’s most important value is her life.

If her life was in danger, she would have released the sealed power even if it meant selling her own future.

And before she could make that decision, the body of the bartender who was currently cleaning the glass would have jumped through space and come to her rescue.

Of course, the reason Dallen was here was to prevent that situation.

In that sense, it was a close timing for him as well.

“We will rest today, and tomorrow the special task force will go down to the third floor.”

Executor Sasha Taran quietly declared.

Inside a large tent used as a conference room. A report on the losses of the advance team and plans for changes to the operation accordingly had just been exchanged.

“There are many casualties, but the situation is that urgent. “If we delay even one more day, the devil may be summoned.”

The inside of the tent was filled with silence. Considering that half of the advance team had died, her declaration was clearly an unreasonable decision.

However, despite this, no one objected. This meant that everyone here knew how urgent the situation was.

Last few hours.

The party recovered the casualties of the advance team and learned the enemy’s strategy from the prisoners captured by the sandworm’s sleeping curse.

Summarizing what the prisoners said, it was as follows.

Of the ten rebel parties, the advance team took care of three.

Sensing a sense of crisis, the remaining seven gathered their forces together and then split into two, each taking on their own roles.

The gist of the strategy was to have about fifty troops raid the special task force that was following behind, and the remaining twenty go down to the third floor of the labyrinth for a demon summoning ritual.

It was already two days ago that twenty people went down to the third floor of the labyrinth.

There wasn’t much time to delay.

“If there is no disagreement, we will proceed as is. “Let’s disperse.”

Sasha said. The commanders returned to their respective tents.

Dallen also returned to his tent. He wiped himself roughly with a wet towel and lay down on the blanket.

I was about to close my eyes when I heard someone clearing their throat outside. Dallen opened his mouth as he lay down.

“Rest. “Just because you treated it with a potion doesn’t mean you can just run around.”

“know. “I need to rest.”

The tent entrance slowly opened. Black hair fluttered.

Sienna peeked her head out through the gap in the entrance and said when she saw Dallen lying on the blanket half-naked.

“Can I take a short walk?”