The World of Masks

I pulled out my sword right away. I took a big leap off the roof. The bullet passes through the side with a burst of porosity. The bullet passes through the tribal area where Jack was. If the reason Jack missed his bullets was because Jack's marksmanship was poor, the reason he missed his bullets was because he was completely avoiding them.

That's because it's not like the gun I shot in the army! '

I even excused my own poor accuracy.

Jack ran straight to him. You feel a terrible rush with your sword. Phyllis left in a hurry. It was clear who uses guns and swords as weapons and who has the advantage in which streets. Since it was Philes who took dex mainly, he was able to run at a fast pace. Of course, if you look at Jack's abilities, you'll catch up with him in no time, but the interruption comes in.

Whoaaaaa!

I looked where I heard the sound. A series of armed soldiers rush out of the alley. He had a long spear in his hand, gloves covered with metal plates.

Are you coming at me? '

It seemed like it. It seemed like a soldier who was trained quite well, even though he was not even a Elite Soldier, charging straight at himself with his spear. Jack recognized them at a glance. They were the security guards guarding the city.

When he saw the guards coming at him, he shot at himself and then desperately ran away, throwing his eyes back at him. There was quite a distance. You see him turning the gun around again, covering the alley wall.

Are they in league? '

It's obvious that the guards are coming because they hit the city. Seeing them there, they seemed to be working together.

It is unclear whether the cooperation is a cooperation of superiors or the idea that the enemy's enemies have just met is a temporary alliance to confront them.

Jack throws himself into the side alley. The guards are chasing you. Turns out the guy who shot himself was coming after him, too.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

He fired his gun into the air. The sound of gunfire has risen throughout the city. Something about the gaps in the foam was irregular, like a signal to someone. I felt like I was trying to communicate my location to another colleague. It's different.

Peeing!

You turn around and dodge the flying bullet. And I saw where the bullets came from. You see another large incarnation aiming this way from the roof of the house a little further away.

'Looks like they're trying to end it.'

The number of guards that followed has increased. I thought about catching myself thoroughly.

"There he is!!"

Some of the guards were running in front of us. Circumstances surrounded front and back. Jack grips his sword. This was not the sword of the Dark Knight, but the sword he had used so far. The Dark Knight's Black Power makes me reluctant to use it in many places. When the sword was used, it was the only way to bury all the witnesses.

Two or two.

I run hard and organize the ranks in a bewildered fashion, and I reach out a long window toward myself and make a wall. It seemed to be trying to prevent movement, or at least to limit it.

I laughed at them inside the mask.

Fight!

I swung my sword with a full swing as I ran. The spear breaks like a can, and the blades and debris are blown into the air. I could see their faces turning white. Jack waves his sword again without hesitation.

Phew!

Four or five bodies blocking the way stood in the air, halfway through. Blood rises like a fountain. I plunged my body into the ranks of the fallen ones and ran. You hear a croak from behind with a scream. The guards seem furious with the death of their allies. Jack continued to run silently.

Pee Pee Pee Pee

This attack has flown from both sides. One bounced off using a large area of the avoided Great Sword. You see the humans retrieving the guns from afar. The creature chasing from behind is firing an elongated gun into the air and signaling to the guild members. The guards move as if they were surrounding Jack. It reminds me of zombies from "Resident Evil."

I swung my sword a few more times and slashed all the creatures in front of me. The NPCs scream in unison as they watch the chase through the windows. It is not uncommon for a human being to be beaten all the time. It was natural to feel fear when blood and viscera bloomed into the air.

'But we can get out easily.'

I can see the gate from afar. I didn't see any NPCs that would normally be swarming around if they evacuated at that short notice. You can see the soldiers climbing up the ramparts. The gate was halfway up, but that was enough to get us out. It was a moment when Jack was about to speed up.

"Huh?

I saw a man wearing a mask at the gate. The skeleton-like masked man was eating like a crest guarding the gate, and he stood there, spreading his strength that he would never let it pass through this gate. Jack grips his sword. It was then.

The human takes something out in front of him. Jack expected it to be a gun. No, he was shot. But it wasn't the rifle or the cannon Jack had anticipated he had seen bored with so far.

The color of the silent light was quite large. It was about half the size of the cannons that the crew had. Jack was able to spot a characteristic point in what the human had pulled out in front of him. There was a gun, just like the other guys had. But not one. Like drawing a single ring, the six guns were arranged in a circle. Jack was familiar with it. I hadn't seen him in person, but I saw him a lot in movies.

Gatling!!! '

I shouted into my heart. I thought they could have better firearms from the time they used them, but I didn't think Gatling would show up at this point.

Klystis wedges Gatley to his side. Then you start turning the handle on the side of Gatling.

Boom, boom.

Gatling's gun starts to rotate slowly. The flames begin to erupt in succession.

Tutu tu tu.

There was a tremendous speed of speech. Gatling showed overwhelming firepower and produced a massive shell that pressured Jack like a toy, the rifle that the members had so far.

Jack dodges in a hurry. The squadrons that passed Jack began to thoroughly destroy the walls, floors, and so on.

I think I'm getting more power. '

Not only the ground, not just the wooden walls, but even the rocks showed thorough destruction, unlike the power of the gun so far.

Did you make the bullets big? '

The simplest and most effective way to strengthen a gun is to grow a bullet. With a large bullet, you can make a bullet that big, heavy, and you can also add more gunpowder, the most important ingredient for pushing the bullet away. Gatling has an incredible amount of speech and is not a gun that interferes with the power of bullets. It made more sense that I used a larger caliber bullet while making that Gatling.

Puck!

I frowned. I had a good speech, so I allowed one on my shoulder. I looked where the bullet hit me. Fortunately, the sturdy armor bounces off the bullet without a hitch. But the impact was nothing compared to the sulfur of the rifle. With the armor initialized, it doesn't look good to be hit anymore, considering the armor's defensive strength has dropped significantly from its peak.

Jack puts his hand on the bracelet. I took out a thick and wide shield. It was the shield used by Creed and Vik when they were attacked. Jack uses his shield to defend the front.

Tea teasing!

You hear the sound of bullets bouncing back and forth. No matter how powerful you raise it, it is not compared to the power of a cannon. Even Creed's artillery fires are easily blocked, and Jack charges forward with his shield. At the time of Vik and Creed's raid, the ability to run was the heaviest shield that had ever been put at the forefront, but now the stats have risen and moved like a doomsday. There was a disadvantage that Gatling's speech, which was continuous, literally spitting out bullets, was scary, but only fired in one place. You just have to put your shield up there and run. Even the Gatling was weak and did not attempt to approach him more than a certain distance. Jack runs hard toward the gate.

Shhh.

Kuang!

"You don't see anything anymore?" '

A heavy sensation hits the shield and lets out a sigh. So far, the guys who have been attacking only with guns have finally begun firing. You feel a heavy sensation, which is nothing compared to bullets, and you swing from side to side.

Kuang! Kuang!

Heavy artillery drops into the passage. The cannonballs pierce a large crater against the surface like they claim. In such chaos, Jack leaves the gates.

* * *

"Shit, I can't get it."

As I kicked the ground with my foot, I could see a member of the tissue spewing insults. But the next boss of the group, Clittis, rather narrows his eyes.

"That's it. He screwed us like that and couldn't have gotten us so easily. I missed the gate, so I'm going to move on to step B. Send a signal."

The man grumbles at Clytis' command, raising his gun into the air. And I used to shoot a few shots up in the air.

"Boss!"

Suddenly, you hear yourself calling out as the organizer sees the signal being sent exactly, and tries to leave the gate after the son of a bitch who ambushed them. I tucked my impression into the mask and looked at the human who summoned me.

"Come on, Creed!"

If there are any more streets to be missed, Clytis asks, making fun of his feet outside the gate to the place he was headed. Creed, who summoned Clitis, also strives to make fun of his feet and follows him to his side.

"I think I figured out why that son of a bitch is attacking us."

Clitis looks at Creed.

"Vik and the son of a bitch who used to kill me! He used that shield!"

Then I thought I heard it. What Creed said, how the son who killed Creed and Vik then killed Creed and Vik. There was definitely a shield like that in the story.

"So even if he did kill you and Vik, you didn't let him go and raid the gang?"

"Probably."

Creed lowers his head. It seemed to sense that he had a great responsibility in what happened to this Satan. Creed was the one who released the location of the organization, so you shouldn't think so. Clittis kicks his tongue. I don't think that's why he's attacking them. But I didn't mean to blame Creed. After hearing that Creed had told you where the place was in the first place, he fell for it with no thought at all, and now he's not the one who's doing good damage to his organization. That's why Clytis talks more than he blames Creed.

"Never mind. It happened anyway, and I was wrong to let it slip away after I heard you told him."

"Boss."

Creed glances at Clites as he goes cool.

"However, I don't want to be dragged around by that bastard anymore. From now on, move fast!"

"OK, boss."

Creed answers vigorously and starts moving faster to ensure he can complete his position without mistake. Clytis, looking back at Creed, also made a bold move toward the direction where he fled, pleading to be more alert to complete the operation.

Artwork Reviews

The last time I had a view, I had several comments on one of them.

After all, the biggest reason is probably due to the weekly disaster.

Self-interest.;;

Yeah, well, these days, they're hard-core. I did it once!! (It's only the second time since I joined the Second.)

However, I will continue to use it in the hope that I will follow the number of views.

Fortunately, there was no comment that was not interesting. (There was an assessment that there were no feelings of sagging or early softening. Oh, isn't that funny?)

P.S. I will challenge you daily. I don't know when I'll get lazy again..... What if I do? At that time....... ()