CH 35.2

Chapter 35.2. The Boss Of Outer Town

“What… What happened to the chanting?”

A magician always chants, taking about three seconds. In old-fashioned fantasy, the magician leisurely chants and is shot dead by a gunshot. That was supposed to be the case, but Sakimori instantly created an ice wall.

And something even more surprising happened.

Cracks appeared on the spiderweb-like ice wall, but that was all. It was astonishing that military rifle bullets couldn’t penetrate such an ice wall.

“Tch. What a waste of bullets.”

Thinking to shatter it immediately, he pulled the trigger two more times. Six gunshots echoed from the muzzle. His teeth bared, eyes becoming fierce, intending to shatter the ice wall with his shot’s impact.

[Mass Fire Arrow]

With a cold gaze, the black-clad magician pointed his index finger backward, not in front of him, and shot an arrow of fiery red light, resembling magma.

In the blink of an eye, the arrow of flames passed through the head of the subordinate holding the gun. It pierced through the head like a scarecrow.

The headless subordinate’s body was set on fire, collapsing as if kneeling down.

“I was only afraid of being caught in a pincer attack, but thanks for imitating a scarecrow.”

Sakimori spoke in a relaxed tone, causing Eitai’s complexion to fade. His comrades were killed instantly, and he shouted in a panic at the unsettled subordinates.

“You guys, shoot! Shoot! Shoot, shoot!”

[Ice Hard Skin]

“I combined the aura-based martial technique [Hard Skin] with ice magic. It’s an ice wall about 50 centimeters thick with the hardness of iron. Pretty tough, isn’t it?”

Mockingly, the jet-black man looked at Eitai, sending shivers of fear through him.

Eitai’s subordinates aimed their handguns and continued to shoot desperately. The bullets hit the ice wall floating in front of Sakimori, but they couldn’t crack it, only producing a few sparks.

“Charge!”

“Do it!”

“Take that!”

Sakimori’s subordinates clench their fist and rushed toward Eitai’s subordinate. They hold a crossbow and shoot arrows, but the arrows lose their power before reaching the enemy and fall to the ground weakly.

“Damn it! It’s that Shadow Snake!”

The subordinates engage in a physical fight and are gradually defeated. If the information is correct, Eitao’s subordinates’ arrows get blocked by the Shadow Snake and cannot reach the defense force. They must defeat Sakimori. Sakimori moves the ice wall in front of him, using it as a shield to block the bullets.

“I’ll attack its flank! The rest of you, from the front… Damn it, get down!”

Feeling a dangerous sensation tingling in his head, Eitai lowers his head and throws himself onto the ground.

“Huh? Gah!”

“What the hell is this?”

“Gahaha!”

Spears of flame, shining like lava, rain down from the sky, piercing through the bodies of the subordinates, blowing off their heads, and burning them.

[Mass Flame Lance]

[Dance, O spears of flame.]

Sakimori waves his index finger like a conductor. In response to his movement, the spears of flame that pierced through Eitai’s subordinates appear, targeting and shooting at his subordinates. The bodies of Eitai’s subordinates burn like firewood, trembling with fear.

“Don’t come, don’t come, don’t come!”

“Run!”

“How is this happening!”

In an attempt to resist, Eitai’s subordinates aim their guns at the spears of flame flying through the air, their faces pale with fear, and pull the triggers. However, the bullets only slightly disturbed the flames, and they became fodder for the incoming spears of flame, burning and screaming in agony.

“Damn it!”

Sensing danger again, Eitai rolls his body to evade the incoming spear of flame at the last moment. Just the touch of the heat causes a blister to form, making it clear how intense the heat is.

“Hmm? You… You have a skill, don’t you?”

Sakimori, having burned and consumed Eitai’s gun using subordinates, furrows his brow and looks at Eitai, realizing his thought is correct.

“[Crisis Detection]? You can sense attacks within a radius of about 5 meters. I see.”

Trembling with a shiver, Eitai looked at Sakimori with a surprised expression. It was true. He had bought a Level 1 skill potion for 30 million. His unique skill, [Crisis Detection], had been raised to Level 1. It was an invincible skill that could sense any attack within a radius of 5 meters, leaving no room for vulnerability.

He had kept it a secret from everyone, so how did Sakimori find out?!

“It’s because of your unique way of evading. You dodged attacks without even looking at them, following your instincts.”

Sakimori said calmly and coldly, narrowing his eyes.

“Damn it! Who the hell are you?!”

Sakimori shrugged indifferently and calmly said.

“You know, don’t you? I’m the strongest man in the abandoned town. Well then, farewell.”

“You monster! You piece of shit!”

Switching to full auto mode, Sakimori pulled the trigger once. He had 25 rounds of ammunition. They were all fired toward the dark figure… yet, they only managed to create cracks in the ice wall.

“You knew, didn’t you? Despite knowing, you still dared to challenge me. You’re really a fool.”

Sakimori remarked with a click as the empty rifle echoed hollowly.

Eitai felt a sense of danger throughout his entire body. The danger didn’t disappear even if he took a step back or two.

“Isn’t it all about money…?”

Eitai’s body trembled as he looked around, and at that moment, his life ended.

Unbeknownst to him, the shadow blades surrounding his surroundings bypassed the magazine and cut his body into pieces.

Thus, one of the bosses of the outer town fell from his position.