adventurers in the sewers

Chapter 150 I've figured it out, each of you possesses unique skills!

"Miss Daina, this 100 gold coins is a deposit, please be sure to accept it."

As Daina stepped down from the training ground, Erisil, clad in silver armor, unhesitatingly took out a bulging little money pouch and stuffed it into Daina's hand.

Although the princess maintained her proper demeanor, Louis could tell from her eyes that this woman had been thoroughly seduced by Dinah.

That look in his eyes was exactly like the look Cao Cao gave Empress Dowager He.

"Uh... thank you, Your Highness."

Dina politely accepted the money pouch, and subtly pushed away the hand that Erisil extended.

The crisp sound of the gold coins clattering together made Nora's ears twitch.

The necromancer tilted her head and looked at it for a while, then leaned closer and said, "Your Highness, I actually have some special skills too. I can be employed by you, and I can also help in the fight against Morgon."

Louis:

No, what is this girl trying to do? Could it be that she's greedy for money and has forgotten that she's supposed to be a top-tier professional in public?

Upon hearing this, Erisil showed a look of curiosity.

"You must be Miss Nora. I recall you haven't undergone a second job advancement yet. May I ask what your special skills are?"

Nora: "I'm good at inventing. I just came up with a new invention a couple of days ago, and I'll show it to you now."

As she spoke, the necromancer took out her so-called new invention from her magic pocket.

That's a big guy.

Louis was taken aback when he saw what Nora had taken out.

As a creation of the undead, Nora's new invention was naturally made from corpses and remains. However, setting aside the eerie material, her new invention was very similar to the Gatling gun that Louis had seen in his previous life.

Six barrels are arranged in a circle, each with an astonishing caliber, seemingly reaching 20mm. Behind the barrels are huge magazines and firing mechanisms. The entire structure is more than a person tall and emits a cold light in the sunlight.

Even from a distance, Louis could feel its weight; anyone without at least 15 points of strength probably couldn't lift it.

Without a doubt, this is a Gatling gun of aircraft cannon class, the kind that can turn a person into pieces with a single bullet.

Has Nora's necromancy technology tree evolved from the flintlock era to the World War II era in just a few days?

Louis couldn't help but complain in his mind.

Nora pointed to the skeletal Gatling gun and introduced it: "This is my skeletal rifle 2.0. It solves the problem that the skeletal rifle can only fire one bullet at a time. It can fire in bursts and has a rate of fire of up to 100 rounds per second."

"Each of its bullets is meticulously ground from the radius and ulna of a demon, and each bullet undergoes special alchemical enhancement and is infused with a large amount of magic power and necromantic aura, making it incredibly powerful."

"Even if it's a level three orc, my Bone Rifle 2.0 can suppress it with firepower, even if it can't seriously injure it."

As Nora explained, Erihill showed great interest.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Can the production capacity of these so-called bullets be guaranteed?"

Nora nodded: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, I have the talent to precisely control the undead. As long as I give the order, every undead will be my most loyal worker, capable of processing bullets without sleep."

"Currently, I have stockpiled more than 10,000 bone bullets, which is more than enough to satisfy my shooting desires."

"If you are interested, I can conduct a test firing right now."

Erisil pondered for a moment, then said, "Your bullets contain necromantic energy; their power differs greatly when they hit a living creature versus an inanimate one."

"Instead of testing the weapon's power with a metal block—I'd rather experience it myself."

As she spoke, the silver-haired girl removed her armor in front of everyone, taking off the silver armor on her upper body to reveal a light and breathable inner lining.

She strode to the center of the training ground and said gently, "Please shoot me."

Seeing this, Nora became slightly nervous: "Your Highness, this is not appropriate. I know your recovery ability is extremely strong, but this gun is too powerful. I'm afraid I won't be able to control it."

Erihill shook her head and said, "It's alright, go ahead and shoot."

"If I can't even stop your bullets, how can I possibly fight Morgon in close combat tomorrow?"

"Oh well----"

Having heard that the other party had gone this far, Nora had no choice but to nod.

She adjusted the skeleton Gatling gun, aimed it at Erisil's waist, and then winked at Louis, signaling him to take over the gun.

There was no way around it; the recoil of that machine gun was too great, and Nora couldn't control it on her own.

Louis grabbed the handle of the skeletal Gatling gun, curious about its power.

Is it stronger than the Vulcan cannon of the previous life, or is it just a showpiece?

Once everything was ready, Nora fired.

Then a loud hissing sound was heard, and in the blink of an eye, countless thick and large white bone bullets were blasted out.

Although these bullets were not as accurate as the Bone Rifle bullets, they mostly hit Erisil.

Each bone bullet that hit its target easily pierced through Erisil's body. A burst of hundreds of bone bullets almost blew Erisil in half.

Blood and chunks of flesh were splattered all over the ground. This princess, who had a rather perfect figure, had a huge bloody hole in her abdomen, and her internal organs were about to spill out of the hole.

Strangely, even though her wounds had grown a lot of granulation tissue, trying to heal the damage to her body, they were stopped by a grayish-white mist.

This is the necromantic aura from the bone bullet, the most effective against living beings.

Nora had already released the trigger and was watching the scene nervously, worried that she might have killed the prince with a burst of bullets.

Fortunately, her worries were unnecessary.

The necromantic aura only lasted a short while before succumbing to Erisil's terrifying self-healing ability.

In the blink of an eye, the horrifying blood hole completely healed, revealing Erisil's slender abdomen with defined abs.

"It's very powerful and has a restraining effect on living things, like poison coating a bullet."

As Erisil returned to the training grounds, she put her silver armor back on and commented, "It's a pity this is a necromancer creation, so the military can't purchase it in large quantities. Otherwise, I would definitely have the army equipped with this equipment."

Louis nodded in deep agreement.

To be honest, there are too many unscientific aspects to Nora's skeleton Gatling gun.

If you remove the necromantic elements mentioned above and try to replicate it using metal and pure technology, it's impossible to imitate.

The only thing this thing has in common with Earth's Gatling gun is that it looks similar.

"So, Your Highness, what do you think? Have you considered hiring me?"

Nora asked expectantly.

She was much less in need of money than Daina, because Daina was her creditor.

Erihill smiled and nodded: "Of course there is—how about this, after encountering Morgon, as long as your bullets effectively suppress the enemy, then each bullet will be counted as one silver coin, and the payment will be made together after the battle."

Nora nodded happily.

Erisil looked at Merry again, and finally turned her gaze to Louis, saying, "Captain Louis, I can see that your teammates are all highly skilled."

"Not to mention Miss Dina and Miss Nora, even the youngest one, Merry, is highly praised by Teacher Ignis. In my opinion, every one of your teammates has the potential to become a member of the Hero Squad."

She paused, then a sharp glint appeared in her beautiful eyes: "As their captain, are you really just an ordinary shield guard?"

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