Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 206
EP.206 A land that flows like a river – 8
Growth period. knife gun.
A weapon created by the military with great care only for Historia.
It was two pistols, the handle ends of which were connected by chains. A sharp blade protruded from the edge of the black gun barrel, and the blade stood sharp, making it easy to stab and cut.
Just because a blade is attached to it doesn’t mean that a gun or a chain is meaningless. Inside the muzzle, a specially processed heavy bullet was aiming at the enemy, and the chain attached to the pistol was also useful in its own way.
The gun thrown by Historia flew right in front of the regressor’s eyes, shrieking through the chains.
A gun, not a bullet.
‘That fucking gun. It’s not a gun, it’s not even a knife…!’
The regressor turned Jizan and pushed it in. It was an attempt to wind the chain.
Historia, who noticed at that moment, aimed the other gun and pulled the trigger. The regressor reacted with a thousand bullets and blocked the bullet, but Historia took advantage of the gap and rushed while pulling the chain.
Two shots for deterrence. The bladed gun fell on the head of the regressor whose actions were restricted by that. The regressor raised it with Jizan.
Zuong Jangseonggi and Jizan collided. Historia frowned at the heavy touch.
‘A black and heavy sword. Hmm, can you think of it as the opposite of the invisible sword? You don’t have to come into a head-on…’
Judgment was quick. Historia’s wrist turned softly. As I let go of the handle, I put my finger on it, and the bladed gun spun around while caught in the jizan. The bladed gun, which instantly shook off Jizan, aimed its muzzle at the regressor.
“Cheet!”
Heavy Jizan reacts late. Instead, the regressor brandished a heavenly cherry. Just before the sound of explosions rang out, the regressor hit the muzzle and succeeded in deflecting it. Their ears were deafened by the strong gunfire.
The damage was too minor to stop the fighting. Regressor and Historia collided again.
struggle for a while. Compared to the short blade gun, the cherry blossom is longer. The time when the regressor was about to shake off the bladed gun and slash the musketeer’s face.
From below the field of view, military boots swept the floor. The regressor who lost his balance as his thighs were kicked groaned.
“Damn it…!”
Momentarily stealing their gaze and disturbing their eyes and ears with muzzles and gunshots. A bottom attack that continues from an unstable stance. For the victim, it was trembling.
Indeed, Historia muttered calmly.
“Sorry my legs are a bit long.”
“Where can I shorten it!”
As the cherry blossoms were about to fall like lightning, a chain snapped in. The indignant regressor strained to break the chains apart. The blade of the cherry blossoms pierced the chain and the joint of the chain with precision.
“Whiyu. I was caught.”
At the same time as Historia blows her whistle.
charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
In an instant, the chain loosened and gently embraced the angel. At the same time, Historia drew a small circle with her tiptoe, lightly wrapped around the chain, and fired.
In the regressor’s field of vision, it seemed as if dozens of chains were swaying and attacking in all directions.
‘Cheonbangyeong doesn’t respond…! You mean an unexpected attack throughout the previous round?! How can you attack in an outrageous way every time!’
Instead, there was also a defensive ceremony to respond to an unexpected attack in Cheonban-gyeong. The regressor urgently shouted.
“Cheon cherry blossoms!”
I release the space compressed by the cherry tree. The space inflated like a bubble, and the distance between the musketeers and the regressors widened.
The safest shield in the world is the street. No matter how many attacks you make, it will be meaningless if you don’t reach them. If Jizan without recoil is the best shield to block anything, then Cheonang is the best shield to negate the attack itself.
However, it did not work for the musketeers.
Explosive scope zero point catcher.
bang. The bullets that were promised to be shot tore through the space.
“Hoo.”
Along the trail, the torn hem of the coat and the blood leaking through the gap were scattered along the wind.
A bullet grazed the right arm of the regressor. To say it was rubbed, a piece of flesh on his right arm fell off and blood gushed out, but to say it was the result of a sensible qi gong was lousy.
“Good weapons, good clothes, good reactions. If I didn’t have any of the three, I would have been blown away somewhere…”
A detachment mixed with Qigong rises. Historia put her mouth to the muzzle and blew. The scattered smoke drifted backwards along the wind.
“Of course, the biggest thing is that the power of my gun has weakened because I shot in a hurry. anyway you It’s sturdy. Contrary to what it looks like.”
The regressor gritted his teeth, ignoring the throbbing laceration on his right arm.
“It’s tricky…!”
“There’s nothing I can’t say to my sister.”
Historia, who pulled the chain with her toe, spun the blade gun round and round. The regressor healed the wound little by little with the Blood Sculpture and held up the cherry blossom.
‘A gun is a gun no matter how strong it is. Tricky, but that’s it! How can I respond…!’
Even without the gun, Historia was just as strong.
He is also young. Enough energy. The movement is like an acrobatics, and the power is considerable. Above all, he uses the given situation and weapons to the fullest with his innate sense of battle.
It engages in psychological warfare with a shaky gun and responds in the right place at the right time, both at long and short distances. If you pay attention to it, a flashing blade will come. If you wield a weapon to block it, you will lose the means to counter the bullets that follow, and if you adjust the distance, you will follow with a chain in mid-range combat.
‘Should I open my destiny? However, this type of sense is difficult to deal with. The fact that this woman, who is closer to the military than anyone else, will become an important official of the new kingdom…!’
He was a regressor who was confident in his energy, but he did not know who would win even if he continued to fight.
However, the regressor was not anxious. Because it was the regressor who would have an advantage if they fought more.
“Keuuk…!”
It was a single hit.
A general flew through the air. When the general, who had barely withstood the blow inflicted upon his weapon, was about to slide, stamping his bayonet on the ground. His body was sucked towards the white girl.
Even in strong winds, not a single piece of clothing flutters. Tyr, who was walking alone with his black parasol hanging slanted toward the sun, as if time had stopped, reached out his hand.
“It’s hard to control your strength, so just survive on your own.”
The darkness that prevailed everywhere turned towards its master. The general, unable to get out of the flow, struggled with his arms. It was a pointless resistance.
Tyr pushed the general away with an open palm in what could be called a leisurely motion.
It was a hand gesture that looked like a noblewoman’s complaint, but the person who received it didn’t think so. He felt as if gravity had suddenly reversed direction and pinned him to the ground.
The waist folds and the body floats. His crumpled body rolled over the flowing ground.
The general, who was like the sky to the soldiers, falls down without much resistance.
One of the officers who was gathering troops shouted in contemplation.
“Unstoppable! Unstoppable!!”
It was a pitiful cry, an urgent report, and the simplest expression of the situation.
Tyr makes sure no one is behind her. One by one, they marched forward.
“Chief! We need to ask for support! can’t stop…! doesn’t exist!”
Actually, Historia was also caught by one person, so she couldn’t answer him. Historia laughed.
“…I have to admit one defense. I can’t break through easily.”
The regressor breathed heavily in response.
“You are very confident!”
“Cutie. sorry. I don’t have time to relax.”
Historia pointed the muzzle up and pulled the trigger.
taaang.
A flash of light rose into the sky. It was a signal flare. After securing her weapon, Historia muttered in a regretful tone.
“If possible, I wanted to delay the arrival of the main force, but… I can’t help it. I have no choice but to call.”
“It must be far away. Are you going to come all the way here just because you fired a signal flare?”
“Of course it is possible. How do you think I got ahead of you? No, should I ask if I really came alone?”
It was as it was said.
It is a military state whose operational retreat is proudly listed in its operational manual. There is no way that the armed forces would have chosen a clumsy method as long as they decided to fight.
It is the military’s way to engage in a fight only after securing at least a tactical advantage.
So, a question arises here. What is the superiority of military power that the military thinks?
‘Even in the military, if there were no high-ranking wizards or high-priests, it would be difficult to deal with Tyrkanjaka… There is no way there would be a priest in the military. no way?’
The moment when the regressor who seemed to have realized something felt ominous and looked away. her voice was heard.
“Begin the magic.”
A powerful voice calling for magical power spread low on the meta conveyor belt. The regressor’s expression became urgent as he guessed who the owner was.
‘no! Maybe this is…!’
“how is it. Is time still on your side?”
This time, it was Historia who attacked. The regressor could not respond and continued the battle.
Meanwhile, the magic began.
“set.”
How do humans get to the top of the mountain?
“lee.”
You can run vigorously, or you can jump and climb up. Someone will climb up a cliff and land lightly while flying through the sky.
Or you may be born at the top and not even know the existence of the lower town itself.
But the most common way is to go up step by step.
Foolishly and faithfully.
They are called pioneers who overcome the path that no one has found in an extraordinary way and present the path to those who follow. People admire and admire them.
And they laugh at those who take one step at a time towards the far top, calling them foolish. If you climb the stairs one by one the way everyone should, there is no wonder or emotion.
A fool only buys ridicule.
『I am Piyu, a military communications officer in charge of the meta conveyor belt. I warn the soldiers of the armed forces.”
The golem raised its voice as much as possible between the ensuing spells and shouted.
『After a while, Captain Frelbjor’s magic will be cast. Soldiers, please devise the best possible self-defense measures.”
Stupid and ineffective. Life is short and the road is long, so even the limits are clear. Let alone the top, you will not be able to reach the middle and fall off.
however.
Mother Nature that humans admire is also a mountain formed by gathering dust. The water drops that have been dug out of the rock over the years of being honest lead to amazement and are moved by the river that Yusu has dug out.
Even if it’s a fluke, how to move mountains when it piles up and piles up.
I collected and collected dust-like mana. When others created the world, she only used magic that anyone could do. Using only ritual magic, the foundation was laid step by step. He always ate only what was good for magic and practiced, increasing the amount of magic and affinity.
After so many days, weeks, months, years, decades… After repeated training and research, she became a six-year-old.
Higher level magic still cannot be used. I don’t have the talent for that.
However, the magic of the magic field has developed to the point where it is incomparable to anyone in terms of quantity.
“Otherwise, we will die.”
Even before the signalman’s warning was over, the soldiers were already hiding in their camps, covered in tarps and fireproofing blankets, and crouched down.
The preparations are complete.
“check.”
Magic on the scale of Innate Magic.
The magic power that seemed to cover the world converged to one point in an instant.
A low voice came. The powerful ‘spell’ of a person who actually accomplished a great feat that only a great man who dug a single path can do.
“Pyrenheit Millionaire.”
The sun went down.