As Alcedo pours dark green fluid into his body with a syringe, his magic power increases all at once.

He hands as if he were a four-legged beast, smearing his extended canine teeth with saliva.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

"Huh!?

I shot AK47 in full auto!

But he dodges, as quick as a real beast.

Replace the magazine - I can narrow the distance to that gap.

Alcedo's leap turns the dirt, the grass like it did after bouncing. Rip the neck shallow with a sharp knife.

Dunn!

Covered shooting with Chris' 7.62 mm x 51 NATO ammo '.

Alcedo doesn't accumulate, he distances to the rear, and continues his evasive action.

Apparently, even at Chris' skill, it's hard to hit him right now.

I also aim at the magazine that replaced me, but it doesn't seem to hit me. I plunder, but that wound also heals quickly with swollen magic.

Thanks to AK47 and Chris' backup fire, we have succeeded in keeping Alcedo away.

But our ammunition is limited.

This antagonistic state cannot be maintained forever.

(At a time like this, if I had a lease, I could refill the ammo with infinite storage!

She underestimates the protection of her own spirits, but the more I tell her, the less powerful she is.

It's a dream force from the military to be able to carry supplies without worrying about weight.

If she cares about it, she can store all kinds of firearms and even be in the 'one-man army' state.

Snow's voice echoes from behind me when I think about something that doesn't have such a benefit.

"Dance! Snowblower! Ice Short Spear! Pierce and ice everything! Storm Edge!"

Ice x wind intermediate magic.

A small tornado is painfully wound over Snow, with countless sharp ice blades dancing. The blade is fired like a machine gun (machine gun), countless times aiming at Alcedo.

It's a duet of wind and ice.

Snow is a good ice-based magic, attacking on the surface, not the dots.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Alcedo avoids, dodges, dodges even as he roars!

Resistance and physical strengthening assisted vision, physical abilities continue to avoid ice blades, but there is no reason for stones to be intact.

A few pieces will stab you in the shoulders, hands, and feet.

The ice blade released so much that part of the meadow became a needle mountain was evaded to the extent that only a few pieces were stabbed shallow to avoid fatal injuries. All I can say is awesome avoidance.

"Lute! Chris! Just buy me some time!

"Huh!? Oh, hey, Roger!

But Snow doesn't care that Storm Ice Spear has been dodged, and he jumps me and Chris. He focuses on Alcedo. It starts releasing unusual magic from all over your body.

I don't know what she will do, but my beloved daughter-in-law instructed me to 'buy time'.

Then it's the man's job to respond to it!

"Eat this!

I hold an attack 'explosive grenade' and throw it with my mouth out the pin.

A burst grenade is a grenade that kills or injures an opponent by means of a 'shock wave'.

The killing radius is narrow compared to a fragmented grenade of about 10 m.

This was because the user was able to use it even where there was no place to hide themselves (to avoid getting involved).

We chose an attack burst grenade because of its grassland location and lack of shelter.

Throw and at the same time fall back with leg strength aided by physical strengthening.

After a few seconds, the grenade bursts and involves Alcedo.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

A first glance grenade, but knowing AK47 and so on, he quickly builds a resistance. Minimize damage.

Chris fires at all chances! The shooting sounds continuously so that it overlaps.

The bullet is stopped by the resistance - but that still didn't end.

The first shot was bounced, the second shot entered the jar, and the third shot crushed the resistance and broke through. A bullet pierces my shoulder deeply.

Chris fired three shots in a row, striking the same spot in the resistance three times.

I doubted my own eyes. [M]

In the world of previous life, there is a rifle shooting competition called 'Benchrest Shooting'.

It's a sport that competes for a few mm of precision, targeting 100 m ahead.

Benchrest projectiles do not fire with their hands like regular rifle projectiles. Put it on the table and fire.

For this reason, the body is heavier than practical, absorbing shocks. Put on a high magnification scope and also use handmade stuff that combines the amount of gunpowder, the pods and the bullets yourself.

In this competition, bullets are passed through the drilled hole again - one-hole shots are the norm.

But Chris did it in action.

I finally get a one-hole shot with a heavy rifle, etc. that stopped at the competition, 100m away, and is not suitable for practical use.

Chris made three one-hole shots of the bullet in a row over 100 meters away.

I would have no choice but to doubt my own eyes.

"Grrrrrrrr! I'll kill you! Kill! Kill! Uuuuuuuuuu!!!

Alcedo sounds like crazy, sprinkling blood but storming.

What keeps Snow's magic wound from healing from earlier is that his enhanced magic is also close to the bottom?

I feel like I have no heart or Alcedo's movement is getting dull.

An impending assault, but not in the shadow of the first sharpness.

I dodge it perfectly and shoot in AK47.

The bullet hits his foot and rolls down the meadow with grass.

"Chip, dammit... body, I'm not moving well from just now. And why is it so cold?"

Alcedo breathes roughly in the cold.

It shivers the rattling and body, the complexion gets worse and begins to discolor to purple, such as lips.

The figure was as if he had been stripped of his clothes and thrown into Antarctica.

"Huh, looks like it's finally working."

"Is this what Snow does?

"Yes, I'm taking this man's 'temperature' by magic."

Snow has a fine chest.

Her explanation says - apparently Snow can take away the temperature of the opponent he injured in his own magic. Besides, ice sticks to the wound, interrupting healing power.

The wounded opponent is gradually deprived of his body temperature and, if he realizes it, at some point trembles like he was thrown out in a snowstorm naked.

What an evil force.

So Snow was given two names: 'Ice and Snow Witch'?

"That's a mage A minus. After all, you trained under a master called The Ice Witch to wear it?

"Yeah, I'm not. This is like an omelet, I taught my master something more amazing."

I can't believe it's more amazing than this... I can't imagine.

"Not yet! It's not over yet!

When Alcedo can roar, he takes out a new syringe.

Now he doesn't shoot in, and when he puts it in his mouth, he drinks up his chewy contents.

"Hi-ha-ha!!! I'll kill you! I'm gonna kill them all!

But his hopes did not come true.

Drinking up the contents of the syringe suddenly swells all over your body.

"Grrr!? Ahhh!!!

It was like pumping air in until it burst into a balloon.

Beyond a certain point, Alcedo's body rips and sprinkles blood from all over him like a fountain.

"Ghaaaaaaaa!!

Much, the smell of blood so thick that it enveloped the area.

Alcedo can tell at a glance that he was desperate.

One day I was one of those people who wished for revenge - but at the end of the day it ends up being self-destructive.

Snow, Chris walked over to my side, still vigilant.

"... how did this guy end up dead?

"Maybe, but the syringe - it's probably because I overdosed that pill"

If you use a series of broken medicines that increase the amount of magic, you don't know what's going to happen.

I walk over to Arcedo and pick up the wreckage of the crushed syringe at my fingertips.

Black Mistress.

Syringe.

Medicine that increases the amount of magic.

I still can't get my thoughts together because too much has happened in a short time.

I just felt the chill of being able to stroke my spine into an ominous shadow.

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