Chapter 156
Yuki couldn't see it either, only heard a whooshing sound as if a Tatsumaki was in front of him.
'That's an incredible ability, creating a storm out of thin air! But why is it only passively defending? In this pitch-black environment, it's difficult for me to dodge.'
He didn't engage in hand-to-hand combat in the dark. This time, intelligence was lacking, but Yuki's greatest strength was analysis. Every attack was a probe, and then he extracted data models from the details:
This ability requires a target, because since he can't see me, he can only use himself as the target, thus becoming passively defensive?
With an accuracy rate of over 70%, besides his writing ability, he also used a weapon of at least the Transcendental Grade level. The Ice Blue Elbow Pads should be a good match for it, and he probably doesn't have many items left.
Chaos Item all have side effects, which have nothing to do with wealth. Just like Yuki has many items, but he only uses two or three of them regularly.
'Her writing ability is a control skill, her main means of attack is that gun, and her combat system is primarily based on mid-to-long-range combat. Isn't this just an advanced version of Hayasaka Ai?'
After several rounds of probing, Yuki to understand the situation and chose to be a patient hunter, Isshin by silently counting the time until 'dawn' and calculating how long the storm would last.
His retreat made Shinomiya Hongzheng uncomfortable.
The Blaster Rifle had cooled down and the skill was ready to be unleashed. All that was needed was for the enemy to make a sound as they passed through the storm. However, the enemy hid in the shadows, and nothing could be sensed in the pitch black.
Aren't you afraid my men will come back? Oh right, he also has two companions who went into battle.
Since he knew nothing about Kaguya and Mai Sakurajima, Hongzheng was unaware of the situation on the other battlefield. Based solely on the two-against-three numerical advantage, the disadvantage was not obvious.
"Besides, this bastard is testing my cards; I can't afford to waste any more time with him."
With few characters remaining, the environment was very unfavorable for him, a player who mainly focused on ranged shooting. Without support, the longer the situation dragged on, the more dangerous it would become.
Rumble--
The thunder roared for the third time, and the sky suddenly turned white. But this time he was prepared. The bright light only made him squint slightly. Once his vision returned, he could see that the skeletal storm was spinning slower and slower.
Through the gap, you could see the enemy standing a dozen meters away, like a lone wolf.
[The storm crashed down on him]
Hongzheng simply wrote down a few words, and the swirling storm immediately moved away. Seeing Yuki walk around from the side, he felt relieved.
After a few rounds of fighting, he got used to Yuki's fighting rhythm. Since he couldn't see, he would hide when it got dark and attack with all his might when it got light.
[Explosion]
He was sparing with words, and the storm instantly disintegrated, scattering hundreds and thousands of fragments.
Ding ding ding ding...
A series of sparks appeared Yuki wielded his longsword with impenetrable precision. He was well aware of the strength of his senior and Kaguya, and knew they wouldn't last long.
A swift and decisive victory is needed.
He transformed back into a fierce berserker, charging forward despite the dense barrage of attacks, each step taken with all his might, crushing the bones on the ground into dust.
After taking three steps, Yuki felt an Incandescence. This time, he didn't dodge or stop; he simply raised his hunting rifle.
Soul Bullet. Limit Loading.
Two shots in quick succession.
Bang! Bang!
Two gunshots rang out, and the musket's maximum-capacity bullets flew out, striking the plasma ball hard with a weapon against a weapon.
Boom--
The two energies collided head-on, blossoming into a magnificent flower. The overflowing electric arcs melted everything around them, forcing Shinomiya Hongzheng retreat continuously.
Before his heels even touched the ground, he raised the muzzle of his gun.
Swish.
He guessed right. A grayish-red mist filled the air as Yuki passed directly through the arcs of electricity, raising his longsword high and concentrating his energy to make the blade turn blood red.
The two were less than ten meters apart, so close that Yuki could be in front of him in a second, but equally—
"You don't have time to dodge either."
Magma Blast. Maximum power.
Pulling the trigger, a Crimson fireball shot out from the split muzzle. It was no bigger than a fist, but its power Yuki had already witnessed. This time, as soon as it appeared, it gave him the illusion that the air itself was burning.
Cut.
Without dodging or retreating, he simply cleaved down with all his might the long sword in his hand.
The attached soul energy was swiftly evaporated. Then, the anti-energy field began to distort, as if it could not withstand the impact of high energy. The blade had already embedded more than halfway into the sphere, reaching the stage where the blade itself was cutting through the energy.
Yuki's eyes widened. Now he was holding the sword, using his physical strength to fight against the energy, his toes sinking deep into the earth made of bones.
Closer, closer, even closer.
All his strength was concentrated on one point, and in an instant, the stiff blade broke through the critical point, while his legs, which were stomping down with all their might, propelled his body forward.
Swish--
The sphere split in two and flew out to both sides. After losing its stable energy structure, it began to exhibit a chain reaction, and thus exploded behind Yuki.
Boom!!
Crimson energy flowers bloomed behind them, one on the left and one on the right. From Shinomiya Hongzheng's perspective, the swordsman, frozen in his retina, looked like he had grown a pair of wings.
He flapped his 'wings' and instantly appeared in front of me.
Why is this monster covered in energy-resistant substances? Is it really trying to fight at close range?
Okay, I'll grant your request!
Hongzheng's face was contorted with rage as he leaned back, desperately trying to dodge the blade in front of him. He threw down the Blaster Rifle with his right hand and grabbed the pen in his mouth. At the same time, his fixed eyes emitted a ghostly blue light.
Transcendental Grade skill: Soul Separation.
Swish--
Yuki severed his right hand with a single stroke, and his left foot sank into the ground in front of him like a nail, bringing his sprinting body to a complete stop.
This is an opportunity, an opportunity given by Shinomiya Hongzheng when he had exhausted all his options, so there's nothing more to say.
Turn waist, twist body, slash back... count silently.
Three.
At close range, it unleashes a barrage of attacks, but the gleaming blade freezes before severing the enemy in half.
[Certainly.]
In that instant, only one word can be written; there is no target, and the law will indiscriminately cover this area.
Um?
The longsword froze, and the body stopped uncontrollably. Yuki subconsciously raised an eyebrow and glanced at his right hand, which was still on the ground, with a golden pen held between his fingers.
This ability to weave reality doesn't originate from the pen; in other words, this thing is merely bait.
That's insidious. Unless you have an appraisal skill, who knows if this pen is just a smokescreen?
'Writing ability, a novelist's dream? Is that even a special trait?'
Yuki recalled Shinomiya Hongzheng's character model in his mind, and saw the Blaster Rifle that had been thrown away stop spinning, as if it had been caught by a ghost, and then the muzzle was slowly turned around.
Is this a tactic to lure the enemy in, and then exploit my habits instead?
The thought flashed through his mind, but instead of unleashing his full energy to fight against the rules, he quickly scanned the area in front of him.
Two.
Using the 'daylight', Yuki saw a blurry shadow that appeared behind Shinomiya Hongzheng like Stand User, leaning forward to grip the Blaster Rifle.
"It really is a monster, forcing me to take this risk."
Hongzheng looked down at the man in front of her, who was even more sinister than Yuki had imagined. Even if he had appraisal skills, it would be useless. The Golden Pen was originally a Chaos Item, but he had never used it before.
That was just bait. The ability to write reality is a special characteristic, a characteristic written by the soul. While the enemy focuses on the body and the golden pen, his soul has already used Transcendental Grade skills to leave the body.
Similarly, by controlling the enemy, gripping the weapon, and launching a fatal blow, the characteristics of a control-oriented shooter are brought to their fullest potential.
"We won."
First, time's up.
Darkness fell once again, Shinomiya Hongzheng could see nothing at once. The anger of being interrupted at a crucial moment surged into his heart for the fourth time, and then he realized that something terrible had happened.
Fantasy Writing has lost its purpose, which is tantamount to...
"I was out of control, and the distance was the same for both of us."
Yuki was no longer bound by the rules, and without the Demon Eye, he still couldn't see anything, but at this moment, he didn't need to use his eyes to see.
Swish--
The longsword struck a hard object, and the sound of metal shattering reached his ears. The enemy had no intention of fighting to the death; instead, he dropped his gun and retreated as fast as he could.
The shotgun passed under his right armpit, aimed ahead in the pitch black, again with its Limit Loading Soul Bullets, but this time it was shotgun shells.
A double volley of Rain of Bullets.
Bang! Bang!
Flames appeared at the muzzle of the gun, accompanied by the roar of lightning. Yuki turned his head to look ahead.
A small mountain of bones turned to dust, the ashes mixed with a crimson Blood Mist of blood. Shinomiya Hongzheng's body was blasted to pieces, with only a wisp of broken shadow remaining in the Demon Eye.
The soul cannot see expressions, only senses a desperate question, as if it does not understand what just happened.
There was no divine intervention or sudden burst of inner strength; he felt he had been defeated by his own scheme. But how did he know this? Could he really be a Prophet?
"I didn't know that was a special characteristic of yours, let alone that you had such a trump card, but I'm used to trying to preserve myself before killing others." Yuki answered gently. He really didn't know; he just wanted to use the patterns he had found to the fullest extent.
Since darkness can crack the code, why shouldn't I use it? No matter what kind of deadly move it is, I have a way to dodge it.
"Details determine success or failure. What supports the killing is not just strength, but more importantly, how to take advantage of the timing and location." Yuki replaced Yellow Light's role, regardless of whether Shinomiya Hongzheng's shattered soul could hear him.
With patient instruction, he stepped forward two paces and swung the knife in a backhand motion—
"By the way, Kaguya sends her greetings."
Chapter Fifteen: The Executioner and the Pervert
There was no corpse, because thousands of bullets blasted everything in front of it to pieces, and that wisp of remnant soul was slashed several times, leaving not even a trace.
Yuki at the very end, Yuuki was still educating this ambitious young master about what constitutes a proper finishing blow, until all traces of him were erased before he plunged the blade into the pile of shattered bones.
"Hmm, it's alright."
Yuki gave a fairly fair assessment: Shinomiya Hongzheng strong, and in some ways the strongest player he has encountered so far, but he lacks a sense of oppression and causes less trouble than the previous Smoker.
"In a suitable battlefield, you have a certain probability of defeating me, but why should I give you a fair chance to fight?"
The last trick was definitely devised by a professional team, and it had been used in actual combat. But as mentioned before, Yuki never intended to be fair from the beginning.
A control-oriented shooting player with rather peculiar characteristics, unfortunately this battle was always part of my plan.
There's no coincidence; the pattern of lightning is the core of the battle plan. Without it, the fighting style would be entirely different.
Yuki withdrew his gaze and looked at the scattered fragments on the ground, feeling even more sorry for them. That Blaster Rifle have been great for Hayasaka Ai, but it was blasted into pieces.
He took a few steps forward, stepping on the broken bones, bent down, picked up the pen from the shards, and slowly frowned.
I underestimated you.
Everything was shattered by his explosion, yet the pen remained unscathed, and the murmuring voice told him the truth:
[Chaos Item: Olden Golden Pen]
[Can be used above certain items to bring the past into reality]
[Side effects: None]
[Description: This is a pen that records the past; only the future can record the past.]
It really is Chaos Item. Does that mean even with an appraisal skill, I'll still be tricked?
Yuki underestimated Shinomiya Hongzheng; his tactics were indeed meticulously planned, and no matter what, he would be fooled.
When you think that Fantasy Writing is Chaos Item and concentrate all your efforts to attack this pen, Shinomiya Hongzheng will instantly reverse the outcome.
"There's no rating system? If it's just for show, how come it survived a hail of bullets unscathed?"
Yuki became somewhat interested, but the answer naturally couldn't be found in the dead body he had evaporated on the spot. It was possible that Shinomiya Hongzheng, and was just using it to deceive people.