Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 200

EP.200 The land that flows like a river – 2

The regressor had the same thoughts as me in that a countermeasure should be taken.

“Musketeer…! Chee-it really picky!”

The regressor who reacted nervously stood up and shouted.

“Stay here! I’ll look outside!”

“Don’t show your face! The moment I see it, I will shoot!”

“I know! I’m going to twist the space with the sky, so it’s okay!”

“It’s a volley, but is it okay?!”

“You have to escape! There is no way! Why would you drill a hole and take a look?”

If you drill something like that, Historia will find it right away. The child’s actions are reckless, but strangely, he is good at pointing out the core. Should I feel good?

As I shook my head, the regressor grumbled and prepared to leave.

“What the hell… Whose idea came up with the idea of shooting with that overflowing energy?! It’s strangely tricky!”

sorry.

I murmured briefly and immediately pulled off the cloak I was wearing. After making two rebars in the shape of a cross and putting a cape on them, a doll in the shape of a human appeared in an instant.

good. This might be enough to get your attention.

“I’ll open the back door and throw a decoy, so get out there while the gunfire pours in!”

“good!”

‘What, you know how to match your hands and feet!’

You are satisfied. Scored.

I grabbed the improvised decoy and kicked the door behind the container. The door rattled open, and gunfire rained down on it. A series of horrifying sounds followed. The half-open door closed and opened again with the impact.

“Suck!”

I threw the decoy through the door with all my might. A human figure appeared in an instant, and the soldiers’ gunfire was directed toward it.

‘bait. Is that Huey’s work?’

However, Historia, who really wanted to deceive her, gave her a very brief look and turned off her nerves. Her gun was still pointed at the container without shaking. To be able to respond to whoever comes out.

I’ll have to write this too. But what if Decoy greets you?

do you listen that well? Then listen to this too!

“Good morning Leah!”

I shouted loudly and pulled the wire connected to the thrown decoy. The part where the reinforcing bars were tied twisted, and the cloak, which was becoming like a mop, instantly looked like it had raised its hand. In an instant, Historia’s gun was pointed toward her in an act that seemed like a real human being.

‘It’s an obvious trick…!’

Why would the obvious be obvious? It’s effective, so it’s not obvious to use it often.

Right after that, a regressor jumped out in front. The regressor who took advantage of the relatively thin gap in the barrage and escaped with the anti-tank air hole immediately swung the angel.

Sky Sword Sky.

The bullets fired half a beat later got lost in the gusting wind. In the rain of bullets scattered in all directions, the regressor opened his eyes while holding the invisible sword.

Raman, the far-seeing eye. The regressor, who looked everywhere with his sixth eye, frowned and shouted.

“A flesh growth?! What a surprise!”

“What’s up?”

It is difficult to counterattack unless the timing is missed. Instead, Historia stood on top of the wagon and slowly aimed at the regressor.

with a cool smile

“You’re full of confidence, cutie.”

taaang.

Energy swirled in a spiral, and gunpowder and qigong exploded at the same time, pushing the gun barrel. The target is the center of the regressor’s chest. It was a shot that I did my best without acknowledging it.

At the same time, the regressor’s blade had already moved.

Seven colors within seven colors. Jaan, the eye that sees power.

I slowly saw the torrent of tremendous power from launch to trajectory.

The stronger the power, the less external influences it has. That is, the beginning and the end are clear without change.

An eye that observes the release of power close to half-knowledge. The regressor moved his wrist to reach the end of the trajectory. The weightless cherry blossoms move in an instant.

Mystic Eyes, which were suspiciously good, captured the movement of bullets.

But if I can follow only observations, I already ruled the world in the old evening. No matter how good your eyes are, no matter how good your spirit is, if you can’t stop it, it’s useless.

However, the regressor has a specialized pore for defense.

Thousand-round defense. cut off.

A gunshot rang out at the same moment as the cherry blossoms cut through the air. The two trajectories passed the same space at the same time.

The flash of light escaped. The regressor, who took a deep breath that had stopped, led the angel as he swung it.

“Don’t mess around! It’s windy here!”

A strong wind roars in the land flowing like a river. The regressor swung the hugely inflated cherry blossoms like a fan, wrapped around the storm that almost distorted his vision.

Heavenly Swordsman Nanyoung.

At the end of the huge butterfly’s wings, an invisible storm rages. It’s insignificant than a breeze, but it’s a thankful whirlpool that pushes the butterfly’s small and light body up.

It, now tens of thousands of times larger, attacked the automatic wagon running along the side of the belt.

Kururureung. Even the heavy wagon swayed weakly in the whirlwind of the wind. It was around the time that the unbalanced automatic wagon floundered from side to side, and a few unbalanced people fell out of the wagon.

Meanwhile, Historia loaded the next bullet, clinging to the roof of the wagon. As if the shaking under his feet had no effect on him, he skillfully balanced his arms and legs and aimed the gun at him.

“It’s tricky…!”

“Who will say.”

Around the time the two women were confronting each other, I took out a piece of cloth that I had carefully folded.

I couldn’t bring everything with me because I was in a hurry, but I did get a few really important things. One of them is my trump card. My magic cards with enormous alchemy in each one.

And the other is a special wrapping cloth specially ordered from Sepier.

“It’s not something I originally used like this…”

It’s a magic cloth. An opaque cloth that sometimes hides people’s eyes when performing and makes or alters objects inside. Its characteristic is that it is very strong and wrinkles well.

It’s a secret, but it’s actually two layers, so you can hide something inside.

Anyway, I passed the cloth to Aji’s mouth. I put my hand on the shoulder of Aji, who was staring at me.

“Ah. can you do it?”

“bruise. trust me!”

Aji, with a firm resolve, jumped straight ahead.

Aji landed in front of the regressor who was preparing to block the next bullet. As if holding a piece of cloth in his mouth, he swung it hard as if shaking it off.

Even as they dispersed in the storm, the shooting for containment continued. It’s also meaningful because it gnaws at the nerves. However, with Aji’s appearance, that became meaningless.

All the bullets were swallowed under the fluttering cloth.

Dududududuuk. Like a net filtering water, the wrapping cloth was bent backwards, leaving jagged marks. The caught bullets sounded in vain.

‘Does the dog king use tools? But still the dog king. I can’t be your enemy.’

Historia ignored Aji, who was flirting in her field of vision. Without wavering, he aimed at the regressor beyond and pulled the trigger.

‘They’re blind to each other. Take advantage of the gap you can’t see this side and attack by penetrating.’

It was a soft idea.

Just before the bullets were fired, Aji’s hair stood up all at once. A beast’s sense close to the sixth sense. Right before the bullet fired, Aji took a big leap.

Taang. Gunshots rang out again.

However, the musketeer’s gun did nothing this time. The thick and strong magic wrapping cloth tightly closed the bullet.

Ordinary fabric would have been pierced. Even his opponent is Historia. The bullets fired with air are fierce enough to tear the world apart.

But my wrapping cloth is also not normal.

Bullets rotate. It is to shake off the wind and go out without shaking. However, thanks to rotation, it sticks to things better.

The moment he tries to pierce the cloth, the cloth he touches is crumpled into a spiral shape. Except for the part Aji was biting on, everything stretched backwards as if someone had grabbed it violently. My magic cloth seemed to be about to tear at any moment, but I managed to hold on somehow.

Whoops, I was scared.

If the opponent had a knife wrapped around it, it might cut it, but I thought it could block bullets. I believed!

Aji’s head turned slightly in shock, but wait. As soon as he swung, dozens of bullets caught in the cloth fell to the ground and rolled around. As Historia clicked her tongue, an officer in another wagon shouted.

“King of dogs, we are human! Don’t stop us!”

“bruise? Is this what’s stopping me?”

Aji tapped the fallen bullet with his paw. The exasperated officer shouted with a band of blood around his neck.

“You are hostile to humans!”

“bruise? regret!”

“Why is the dog king on one side?”

With a sturdy cloth in his mouth, Aji declared while looking at the countless people over there.

“It’s a political move! I am the king!”

“what?”

“Express your regret for the military!”

“This is why kings are…!”

Sensing something as the enraged officer growled, Historia fired a blank shot into the air. A blue aura made up of pores rose like a signal flare.

Historia shouted ferociously while everyone focused on the signals of the Six Stars.

“Dodge everything!”

I didn’t know how Aji intervened, but the regressor didn’t miss the opportunity that presented itself. The ability to seize and snatch opportunities has always been a virtue of the regressor.

I concentrated my mind and gathered my strength. The flowing wind did not lead back from the returner.

Although he wears qigong and holds a legendary sword in his hand, the power of a regressor resembles that of a wizard. The way of a changer who changes and twists the world and creates the world he wants with tremendous power.

“I know only you can shoot!”

There was enough wind. The regressor held the condensed wind in his hand and raised the handle of the Jizan and put it against each other.

Until now, he used Jizan as a handle and a cherry tree as a blade to swing, but this time it’s different.

Jizan used the cannon barrel and fired the cherry blossoms into cannonballs.

He aimed his musketeer in the manner of a musketeer.

‘It’s tricky when it comes to gun-to-hand combat, because long-range firepower projection isn’t scary at all!’

Historia’s weapon was, to say the least, a gun made with great care in the military. It’s not that it’s bad, but it can’t escape the inherent limitations of guns.

On the other hand, the weapon of the regressor is a treasured sword that is close to all-purpose.

The regressor returned Historia’s method as it was.

The wind, which should be pushing each other fairly, was ready to shoot the whole body out with a recoil-free Jizan. The compressed wind burned hot and heated the tip of Jizan. A red aura lingers at the end of the jet-black Jizan.

Self-assertion that the earth that shoots from the ground to the sky conveys to the sky.

Cheonji Geomgon Active Volcano.

Historia is different. If the power fired by Historia is a gunshot that pierces the world.

The regressor’s wind bullet hit the enemy with sound inside. As if it was a waste of even the sound, the power itself shot out.

The stray power becomes heat. A gust of wind blew up, containing tremendous heat. The reason it didn’t catch fire despite the heat was simply because there was nothing burning.

However, even in the middle of the flight, the blazing heat made me fully guess the power contained inside.

Historia’s tongue clenched, instead of reloading her bullets, she sucked air violently.

Contrary to when firing, a whirlpool is created, and energy and wind are sucked into the muzzle. Historia, who had condensed her strength to the limit, exploded the air gap instead of pulling the trigger.

Explosive grenade net.

Historia’s qigong resembles fire. It bursts, burns, and erupts.

Instead of a net created by bullets crossing each other, a net of blue flames literally spread to block the regressor’s wind.

The net of fire that was shot out as if bursting collided with the bullets of the wind. The two, who were always together with the flame and heat, now collided with each other and antagonized for a while.

For a moment, the flame seemed to swallow the heat and expand.

It was a crowd.

What the regressor has are two legendary swords. It is even a fraudulent level of power called the twin swords of the earth and the sky. It cannot be countered with the firepower of an individual.

Still, you can do some resistance.

“Magic officer! Headwind!”

When the officer shouted, the same sound resounded all at once from the carriage. The officer, who had stored up his mana in advance, stretched out his arms in unison and shouted.

“Set Lee! pascal!!”

A unique method like magic is difficult to counter unless it is the same magic. The military is a rigid country, but even the tactics are only hunted because of that.

The magic officers deployed for each unit drew out all remaining strength for resistance. The wind blew from the outstretched arm and the glove surrounding it.

Even that was lacking, but better than nothing. It was because the three wagons barely held up on the line where the left wheel lifted slightly.

One almost fell over with its left wheel lifted, but Historia quickly pulled out a pistol and fired three shots before it managed to balance and get back on track.

Historia, who holstered the pistol, looked uncomfortable.

‘If you didn’t respond… it’s all overturned. The ability to handle the wind is also difficult. Even the opponent didn’t even step forward.’

Reluctantly, Historia ordered a retreat. As if waiting, the car slowed down and turned the steering wheel to the outside. The rolling wheels vibrated wildly and moved away.

Even just that alone distanced us from the meta conveyor belt in an instant.

‘Still, there were sufficient results by confirming the means of the other party. Because we are the ones who are hungry for information.’

Historia continued to stare at us while on top of the wagon. At the same time as exchanging glances with the regressor facing each other, he glanced at the inside of the container.

‘Anyway, the general offensive is tomorrow morning. It’s not bad for an exploration battle.’

Is this… before the search?