The Infinite World of Weapon Girls

The first thing you see is a boundless expanse of black scorched earth, the soil loose and barren, with white skeletons protruding from the ground everywhere, including human skulls and the ribs of beasts and demons.

The sky was dark red.

She herself was in the center of an incredibly large, eerily dark blue six-pointed star array. The six-pointed star array resembled a birthplace, from which countless strange and grotesque demons were constantly being teleported and emerging. Tina looked around, and the scene somewhat astonished her.

Well, you've seen beginner villages before, right? There's a village chief, NPCs, merchants, and lots of adventurers. This is roughly what it looks like, but this is clearly a beginner village for demon players, and the camp is much larger than a typical beginner village.

When Tina appeared, her gray-white combat uniform made her stand out from the rest of the demon starting village. After her human presence was discovered, more and more demons stopped what they were doing and turned around, all eyes turning to Tina.

The sounds of demon adventurers and merchants haggling ceased, the blacksmith's hammering stopped, and even footsteps vanished instantly, leaving behind a deathly silence.

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At this point, perhaps all you need to do is pretend to be a pure demon, right?

Although Tina thought this way, she was already in a state of readiness, ready to escape as quickly as possible once the demons attacked.

bang bang—

Suddenly, she heard a heavy thumping sound in her ears. It turned out to be a gargoyle with a hideous face and bony wings, flying low towards Tina.

"Human...you seem to be lost?"

The gargoyle has a gloomy and terrifying appearance like a night owl. Countless bone spikes protrude from its bony wings, making it look like a scattered and dilapidated machine. Its body and inverted triangular face are like dark lava rock, and in its pupils are two flickering will-o'-the-wisps.

"Excuse me... what should I call you, village chief of the newbie village?"

"Huh?" The gargoyle looked very surprised.

Tina shrugged and said, "I'm just passing by, I don't want to do anything."

"Make a move?" The gargoyle flapped its bone wings, staring at her and letting out a cold 'heh heh' laugh. "...Shouldn't we thank you for not making a move? You, after all?"

Tina pulled out a grenade from somewhere, waved it in front of it, and said, "Do you know alchemists? This is an alchemical bomb... well, the lowest grade alchemical bomb."

In the old days, grenades usually required pulling the safety pin and then "tapping" to explode, but Tina's grenades came from a high-tech world, and since she herself was a supercomputer, setting up remote-controlled explosions for grenades was a piece of cake.

After saying that, Tina threw the grenade high into the air with tremendous force, sending it nearly fifty meters into the air. Remotely controlled by her mind, it exploded!

boom!!

[Dimensional Shock Grenade]

This doesn't contain any high explosives, but rather a powder called 'dimensional dust,' specially formulated to have a slight lethal effect when it explodes...

But it is extremely visually appealing!

First came the light, as scorching and blinding as the sun, so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it; the demons who had previously held scorn were suddenly blinded. Then came the sound, booming like thunderous divine punishment, deafening and resounding.

In that high space, the spatial shockwaves stirred up by the dimensional disturbances were like a meteorite falling into the sea, sweeping out terrifying waves and ripples. Even the demons on the ground, fifty meters below, felt the strong wind rushing towards them, and some of them were even overturned to the ground.

If it's like this at 50 meters away, wouldn't it fly into the sky if it were any closer?

The great demon gargoyle, now like a rusty wind-up machine, creaked and groaned as it twisted its neck back, oblivious to the cold sweat trickling down its back. Its eyes, no longer threatening, were now filled with terror.

"You...you...what level of alchemist are you?"

Tina didn't actually know anything about alchemists, but she was clearly intimidated by them. At this point, she could just make up some nonsense, right?

"Level 100".

"What! Isn't the highest level only ten?"

"...Tenth rank is fine too."

The already dark red sky was suddenly shrouded in an even darker shadow, which was rapidly expanding, and the sudden surge of wind pressure was suffocating.

A minotaur demon glanced up, a fear even more intense than before washing over it. Terrified, it hurried towards the gargoyle demon, whispering, "M-Master, we...we think we just blew something terrible..."

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On the other side, not long after Tina left, Zhai Nan lay lazily on the bed, playing with his fully charged PSP.

Although his fingers were typing rapidly, his eyes were surprisingly listless, blank, and empty.

Why... Thinking of Tina's expressionless departure and her complete lack of response to his concern, Zhai Nan felt heartbroken. He thought to himself, "So, is it true that otaku are forever immune to beautiful girls...?" Besides, that's actually his name.

Even though I know I'm not good enough for her... I could be happy for a long time with just a single response from her, and I wouldn't be so lazy now.

Feeling the vibration of his watch, Zhai Nan looked up at it.

【Anti-Dragon Squad (Online 4/4)】

[Zuo Shi left the group chat]

What's going on... This is so inexplicable, they might as well just disband. Just then, the doorbell rang.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Don't go away, more to come!

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【Ta21 Riding a Dragon (Serious Face)】

The dragon's silhouette hovered in the sky.

With terrifying wind pressure like a hurricane, it swirled down, and the black dust swirling up below formed a circular, turbulent dust stream that surged outward under the influence of the wind pressure.

This was the stronghold of demons, but all the demons retreated like a flock of frightened sheep, leaving the dragon with an extremely wide and spacious open space.

At this point, not running is the right choice. No one can escape the life that the dragon wants to judge unless they have the power to match it.

It resembles an emerald dragon, or a green dragon, with a massive body as large as a small mountain, covered in layers of orderly green scales. Its huge tail seems capable of easily severing mountain peaks, and its not-so-sharp horns are both cute and imposing.

The dragon descended, its massive head looking down with disdain at the ants beneath its feet. Its beautiful, golden vertical pupils were filled with majestic rage, and it uttered a deep, questioning tone.

Why did you attack me?

The dimensional shockwave was really strong. Even a giant dragon was dizzy and nearly crashed when it was hit at close range.

The dragon has become kinder after spending so much time with Kobayashi. If it were the old Thor being attacked, he wouldn't utter a single word of nonsense and would just unleash a devastating breath of destruction.

Compared to the green dragon's enormous wings that could blot out the sky in a small area, the gargoyle folded its pair of shabby, ugly bones and lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.

"Dragon... O mighty and invincible dragon... Even with a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare attack you! It's all because..."

Its voice was like a frost in June, filled with utter injustice. For the sake of the lives of the many demons, the gargoyle would never take the blame for her. Just as it was about to point out the culprit, a calm voice suddenly interrupted.

"Thor, it was them who did it."

Thor... Thor... Thor... The voice echoed in his mind. The green dragon slowly turned its huge head to look at the tiny girl. When it saw Tina waving and greeting it quietly, its entire dragon face was blank.

Thor has never revealed that he is a dragon, so why is it that Tina can not only recognize him at a glance, but also face the dragon without any fear?

Upon hearing this, the gargoyle nearly coughed up blood. Just as it was about to salvage the situation by arguing, it noticed that the giant dragon in front of it was suddenly behaving strangely.

The dragon turned its eyes and stared intently at the human.

So they already knew it was her? Thank goodness, dragons aren't so easily fooled!

Unexpectedly, the green dragon turned its head to the side again, its eyes flashing with murderous intent as it coldly stared at the gargoyle: "It was you... who kidnapped my friend?"

Wait, is there some mistake?

A terrible injustice! A terrible injustice!! The gargoyle, utterly despondent, seemed to have its consciousness ripped away. Just moments ago it was kneeling in a prostrate position, but now it collapsed into a limp mess, the ghostly flames in its eyes almost extinguished.

“Although their sins are unforgivable, please don’t kill them.” Tina had to raise her head to meet Thor’s gaze in his dragon form. “…Kobayashi doesn’t like Thor like this.”

"Hmph!" Thor glanced at the gargoyle with a threatening, warning look in his vertical pupils, then turned to face Tina, extended his enormous dragon claws, and carefully lifted Tina onto his broad dragon back.

Peng!

The suffocating wind pressure swept in again, blowing the gargoyles, which were like pieces of dust and leaves, into the air and tumbling far away. Only after the dragon carried the human girl away did the will-o'-the-wisps in the gargoyles' eyes reignite.

Although it was a negative and pessimistic feeling of "wow, society is really wicked".

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Sitting on Thor's back, feeling the speed of soaring through the sky, the howling wind blew Tina's hair tie, which was tied in a single ponytail, off. Her beautiful, long, silvery-white hair, which was draped over her shoulders, cascaded down like silk and flowed freely in the wind.

The dragon's speed is really impressive.

"Tina, you..."

Even if Thor didn't say it, she knew what Thor wanted to ask, so she could only maintain a calm and sincere expression and say without changing her expression, "Actually, I am a human from this world, and also an alchemist."

"What alchemists consider their lifeblood is rare alchemical materials. Whether they go to the human world or to the demon realm, it's all in search of a few rare materials."

With this explanation, Thor, with his intelligence, probably wouldn't be able to find any flaws. But it's truly fate that I've come all this way to another world and met Thor in this way.

"By the way, Thor, why are you back?"

“Because… hehe,” Thor, in his dragon form, remembered Kobayashi’s parting words, “Please make sure it tastes good,” and his dragon face flushed crimson (imagine it yourself~), and he said with a mixture of shyness and determination:

"...Because I planned to make a super delicious omelet rice for Kobayashi! But the ingredients in the human world are too inferior, and the good ones are too expensive... So I decided to come back and get some good stuff to take back with me, hehe."

"Oh." Tina suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "As for ingredients, I can recommend a few."

"Eh?...Ahaha, I almost forgot that Tina-chan is also from this world. Okay, what should we look for first?"

“Since it’s omelet rice, we naturally need to find the egg first,” Tina said. “…The eggs at Gulinkenbi are very delicious.”

"Grilink...you mean the alarm clock in Valhalla? That crowing rooster? Hey, Tina-chan, have you ever eaten it?"

"Hmm." Of course I've never eaten it.

Because in the original story, it was the heroic spirit warrior who told Thor that Tina was able to make it up so naturally based entirely on her memory of the original story.

"Then let's go to Valhalla first!" The dragon spread its wings and took flight, its speed increasing even further.

Thinking back to the first time Kobayashi rode him, he screamed and yelled even at a slow speed, and almost twisted his back. If he were to fly at the speed that Tohru thinks is fast, he was really worried that when he turned around, Tina would have flown off at some point.

"Tina-chan... could you please slow down a bit? Or you could stand on my head and hold my horns."

Tina paused for a moment, and then did exactly as Thor had said, carefully getting up and climbing step by step towards the dragon's head, supported by the emerald green dragon scales.

Thor thought to himself, "So, even Tina can't handle a slightly faster speed."