"Just as expected... First it creates a duplicate, then attacks through the shadows. Dark Beast is still as stupid as ever—same old attack pattern."
"This beast has completely lost its mind, but... it happens to be the purest Fourth Primordial Transcendent of 'Darkness'!"
Ignoring the panicked Langley and Rose, Aaron opened the cylinder of his revolver and began replacing the special bullets.
Before this, he had only been using Radiant Bullets as a token gesture.
But things were different now!
He needed to hunt this Dark Beast as a resource for his advancement!
My cover is about to come off.
No, that's not right. I never disguised anything. Everyone else just assumed there was a 'Craftsman' behind me...
But in truth, I am that Craftsman!
It isn't a cover I made for myself, so it doesn't matter if it falls off...
Aaron raised his gun and aimed at Dark Beast.
Meanwhile, the professor was still screaming and wailing—yet simply would not die!
If he had been flesh and blood, such grievous wounds would have killed him on the spot.
But the professor was currently in spirit-body form, with no vital points to speak of. Thus, he had not died immediately, though he was suffering even fiercer contamination and corruption from Dark Beast. Wrapped in black flames, he screamed without end.
Only the pocket watch in his hand still gave off a faint, shimmering radiance, like a final line of protection.
But clearly, it too was on the brink of collapse beneath Dark Beast's assault.
Bang!
Aaron suddenly fired, and the bullet struck Dark Beast with perfect accuracy.
Inside Dark Beast, the bullet abruptly exploded, turning into countless motes of light. Like tiny insects, they began gnawing away at the black flames.
This was a special bullet Aaron had crafted using