Chapter 182 : Bikers (5)
Instinctively, Yogron drew upon all the defensive item effects, magic, and even Demonic energy he possessed.
And the mont the bullet fired from the Double Barrel Shotgun hit Yogron's defensive magic.
Crunch!
Cr-r-runch!!
As the bullet wrapped in fiercely rising sparks surged in, Yogron's defensive system, layered several tis over, was smashed at once.
Shock settled on Yogron's face as he watched that scene.
‘What……! Can a gun produce this kind of power?’
Players are beings capable of smashing rocks with bare hands and, depending on how they do it, even splitting rivers as much as they want.
Truly superhumans.
Even if a gun is a threatening modern weapon, it is true that it cannot be a big threat to players above a certain level.
In addition, the defensive item effects or magic Yogron unfolded were absolutely not to be taken lightly.
By common sense, they were at a level where they could easily block not just bullets but even cannonballs.
But just what is the power of the shotgun fired in front of his eyes right now?
‘It won't work like this.’
Watching the process of defensive effects and magic breaking one after another in an instant, Yogron declared.
“Declaration of summary contract.”
Originally, making a contract with a demon is generally used at a desperate mont.
However, Yogron's situation was not good enough to be picky about this and that right now.
Along with the summary contract with the Demon of Space made by offering a not-small price, Yogron's body was barely able to escape from the shotgun's hit range.
“What are you doing, you bastards! Kill him!”
Along with the shout of Yogron who barely survived, the Bikers guild mbers rushed toward the Plague Mask Gunman.
“Hmm.”
Even though the Bikers guild mbers rushed in all at once, the Plague Mask Gunman did not lose his composure.
He rely raised the muzzle.
“This fuck─”
The guild mber standing at the lead saw the muzzle aid at him and tried to dodge it urgently.
But no matter how hard he tried to dodge the muzzle, he could not dodge the trajectory of the muzzle.
Bang!
Along with the ringing gunshot, the head of a level 5 Demonic person was blown away at once by a single shotgun blast.
Whether that was sothing that could possibly happen wasn't really important.
What was important was that right now, that monster-like gunman had appeared in front of them as their enemy.
“You bastard!”
The Bikers guild originally didn't have a very strong bond between guild mbers.
It was a natural story.
Even if the Bikers guild was a guild that gathered trash, trash was bound to loathe the sa trash.
However, it was different after the Bikers guild mbers were forcibly dragged into this world.
In an isolated world, the group called a guild beca a powerful focal point, and it beca the only haven for those left in a strange world.
It was also after that point that the bond between Bikers guild mbers began to strengthen.
Therefore, when guild mbers were sacrificed by the attack of the Plague Mask Gunman who appeared just now, the survivors were sincerely enraged.
“Son of a bitch!”
“Diiiie!”
Madness surged.
There weren't that many survivors after the first bombardnt, and their condition wasn't that good either.
However, they rushed toward the Plague Mask Gunman without caring for their own bodies.
Because emotional regulation, one of the phenona happening to Demonic persons, maximized their emotion called rage.
Clack─
What appeared in front of the enraged them was the muzzle of another gun.
This ti, it wasn't a pistol or a shotgun.
The mont an automatic rifle, generally classified as a weapon of war, was aid at them, the rage they harbored no longer held any aning.
Ratatatat!!!
As soon as the flying bullets reached the vicinity of the Bikers guild mbers, they caused explosions in succession.
Kwakwakwang!!
They couldn't understand why bullets were causing explosions, but what was clear was that those explosions inflicted fatal wounds on the guild mbers.
“Aaargh…….”
“Junsang!”
It wasn't that there was no counterattack from Bikers in the midst of that.
So magic and attacks reached the Plague Mask Gunman, and at that mont, the Bikers guild mbers saw it.
A giant shield of water that appeared as if to protect the Plague Mask Gunman.
It was clear what that was.
“……An Elental Orb?”
Elental Orbs are Legendary grade items that number only a few even within the World of Justice.
Although the fact that the Plague Mask Gunman possessed an Elental Orb was already a widely known fact, experiencing it directly was another problem.
“Even an Elental Orb has limits! Pour more!”
No matter if it was an Elental Orb, there was a limit to its power, and Bikers also knew that fact well.
Whoosh!
Magic of Blazing Fire covered in Demonic energy soared from a Demonic person's hand.
If several people poured out firepower of this degree, even an Elental Orb should be sufficiently pierced.
It definitely should have been so…….
Even though the Magic of Blazing Fire was surging and pouring onto the shield of water, the shield of water didn't budge.
This can't be?
When a common question was blooming in the guild mbers' heads, giant Demonic energy was overlaid on the shield of water as if it had been waiting.
It was terrifying energy to the point that even the Demonic persons of Bikers had to shudder for a mont at the energy harbored by that Demonic energy.
“How…… Do we pierce that.”
Friendly attacks don't work.
However, even light attacks from the opponent are very threatening.
Just with these two facts alone, the outco of this fight was as good as decided.
Bang!
Ratatat!!!
Every ti a gunshot rang out, the bodies of Bikers guild mbers were swept away by explosions and burst apart.
Could this really be called a fight?
No, this wasn't a fight.
It was just closer to a one-sided slaughter.
Watching his precious guild mbers beco live targets without lasting long, Guild Leader Yogron felt despair.
“Fuck, fuck…….”
Just where did it go wrong?
Clearly, everything was going well until just a mont ago.
If he just had a little more ti, he would have been able to satisfy all the prices required for the magic he had prepared all this ti, and once the magic was completed, he would finally have been able to take out the weapon sleeping here.
“I just, just needed to do a little more!”
Yogron instinctively knew that he could not handle that Plague Mask Gunman.
‘Since it has co to this…….’
There was only one thod left for Yogron now.
Even if it might be a bit incomplete, forcefully activating the magic.
For that, Yogron finished preparations to sacrifice those he had lived with like family until now.
“Contract declaration.”
Along with Yogron's declaration, flas began to burn on the bodies of the few remaining Bikers guild mbers.
“W, what?!”
“Wait…… don't tell !”
So quick-witted guild mbers turned their gazes to Yogron with shocked looks, but Yogron struggled to ignore those gazes.
A Guild Leader was soone with legitimate responsibility and authority over the guild, and therefore, it was also possible to offer fellow guild mbers as prices while they were alive according to the contract.
The reason guild mbers didn't leave Bikers despite knowing that fact was because no matter how crazy the Guild Leader was, he wouldn't do sothing like offering his own guild mbers as prices.
Right, if only the situation wasn't extre like now.
“N, no!”
“Yogron, you fucking bast─”
The guild mbers' resentnt could not continue.
Yogron completed the magic amidst miserable feelings.
Besides the Bikers guild mbers, Yogron also paid a price to the extent that even a level down occurred.
“……I'm sorry. I will definitely avenge you.”
It was questionable whether the guild mbers would actually want such revenge, but anyway, the hexagram fluctuated along with the offered price.
The contract was concluded.
The mountain of bones piled high in the Dragon's Grave began to move.
Kugugugugugu!!!
It wasn't just the simply piled bones that were moving.
A giant vibration occurred from within the pit dug in the center of the Dragon's Grave.
Why is the Dragon's Grave in the center of the Great Forest called the Dragon's Grave?
As if to prove that na, the bones buried in the Dragon's Grave combined with the bones offered as sacrifices and began to move.
“Co! O Ruin! Co! O End!”
Watching that spectacle, Yogron laughed while shedding tears of blood from both eyes.
Because he forcefully activated this magic, Yogron lost a lot, but due to that, the Plague Mask Gunman who arrogantly attacked Bikers would definitely et his death.
Also, Bellerophon too would not be able to avoid the destined ruin.
Magic completed through countless prices breathed will into things that were originally dead.
The giant bones sleeping in the Dragon's Grave ford the center, and the bones of those offered as sacrifices filled the lacking spots.
The life that returned from death artificially like that was not a living existence.
Undead.
And the Undead that awakened in the Dragon's Grave now was a ruler who ruled this land long ago, and an existence that reigned above all things.
Bone Dragon.
As the worst existence that absolutely should not have been born was born, a terrible bizarre scream rang out.
-Kieeeeeee!!!
Exposed defenselessly to that scream, Yogron's eardrums burst as they were, and blood flowed down from both ears.
“Heh, heheh…….”
Watching the End finally being born, Yogron grinned.
“Now, O End! Hurry and obey my words! I am your very master!”
Although losing all guild mbers and even experiencing a level down was painful, it didn't matter since he succeeded in birthing the Bone Dragon.
If only he had the Bone Dragon, he would be able to sweep away not only that cheeky Plague Mask Gunman, but also Bellerophon and the Empire.
“Now, O Old Ruler! According to the Covenant of the Golden Rule, obey !”
However, Yogron was firmly mistaken about one thing.
It might have been different if the magic circle was executed in a complete form, but the magic Yogron executed now was executed in an incomplete state.
Above all, the existence that once reigned above all existences did not obey anyone, even if it had rotted and only bones remained.
Because the inherent arrogance an existence called a Dragon possesses was literally engraved in the bones.
Of course, Yogron didn't know such a fact, and trembled in joy watching the Bone Dragon approaching him.
Right, until the Bone Dragon's forefoot was seen above his head.
“……Huh?”
Yogron's thoughts stopped in the cast shadow.
What is it?
Why is the Bone Dragon doing this to ?
Wait, if it's like this─
Without even a mont for Yogron to make any response, the forefoot that descended in an instant crushed Yogron down at once.
Kuung!
There was no scream.
No, there was not even a mont to scream.
In the spot where the Bone Dragon's forefoot struck down, only the blood of the one who was once the Guild Leader of Bikers remained.
-Kieeeeeeeee!!!
Soon, feeling that the only existence capable of binding it had disappeared, the Bone Dragon cried loudly.
The Bone Dragon beca a completely free existence, and now all that remained was to reign once again according to instinct.
Just as the Bone Dragon spread its wings with only bones remaining and tried to fly up into the sky.
“Hey, where are you going?”
The Postponer of Ruin, who had been quietly observing this situation until now, looked at the Bone Dragon with a crooked gaze.
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