Hoshino had never expected that something so mythical at first glance would attack in such a wild manner. Its scales extended slightly, and three hundred Laterano-standard machine guns began firing, instantly flattening a mountain.
Was it powerful?
Enormously.
But the problem was that the three hundred rotary machine guns beneath its scales did not match the image of this serpent at all.
Hoshino shook her head and recovered from her brief astonishment.
She began her attack. A faint gleam flickered across the surface of the Spirit-Commanding Blade as her Domain Expansion: Stasis unfolded. The temperature plummeted, and at the same time, the bullets pouring toward Hoshino came to a halt, drifting slowly through the air as though they had been dragged into a time-stop field.
As expected of a gun capable of six thousand rounds per minute.
The crystallized bullets formed a complete chain in midair, as though there were no intervals between shots. It was an endless stream of ammunition. If time could not be stopped, Hoshino would have seen a meteor shower filling the sky, streaks of light flashing past. Any individual power would seem feeble before such an assault, leaving one helplessly blasted into a spray of blood.
Individual strength truly was insignificant.
At the boundary of the domain, the bullets shifted between extreme speed and stillness. Going from absolute motion to absolute silence, the scorching crystals cooled rapidly. The bullets piled up there, forming spheres suspended in the air.
[Complete the kill. Bring about utter destruction. Make this ugly chaos vanish from the world.]
That was the system's specific requirement.
Frowning, Hoshino muttered to herself, "Could it be... that I have to personally dispose of every last corpse? But then I won't get to see those three poker-faced idiots fall flat on their faces, will I?"