False Gungnir

This gun is familiar to Ortlinde. Once, Odin, the Northern Europe god-king, bestowed upon the Valkyrie several treasures, including the indestructible shield of divine iron and this [False Declaration of the Gods], a replica of Odin's Gungnir.

There is a difference in individual strength among the Valkyrie. Although their shields are identical, their weapons are different. The one that Bai Mo took out can only be used by the most valiant Valkyrie. In Ortlinde's memory, her sister Thrud used such a weapon.

"The power seems to be unavailable... Is it the user's fault?"

Bai Mo scrutinized the light gun, planting it in the ground and examining it closely, seemingly ignoring Fafnir standing right beside him. A flicker of doubt and apprehension crossed Fafnir's eyes, but that was all.

The evil dragon's tail condensed into amethyst-like crystals, sweeping towards Bai Mo and Ortlinde like a meteor hammer. The tail surged with ominous magic; having survived a death, this evil dragon seemed even more powerful.

With a snap, Bai Mo, wielding the pseudo-God's Declaration, plunged it straight into Fafnir's crystalline tail. But that was all; the spear showed no real effect.

A ferocious glint flashed in the evil dragon's eyes. Its entire body, like a boomerang, opened its blood-red maw and lunged forward with a dragon's bite.

Judging from the angle at which the evil dragon was tearing at things, it seemed to be covering both Bai Mo and Ortlinde, but in reality, the sharpest teeth were aimed at Ortlinde, intending to pierce her through.

"Indeed, he is wise."

With a bang, Bai Mo Sea Tiger Exploding Fist that shot skyward. The evil dragon's jaw was shattered, but the surging energy in its throat was already poised to be unleashed.

In a flash, an arc of light streaked across the sky, and a golden radiance circled Fafnir before landing steadily in Ortlinde's hand. She took a deep breath, and then the golden spear burst forth with dazzling light.

"[Pseudo-God's Declaration]"

Fafnir's eyes narrowed sharply, then his wings whipped up a hurricane, and the evil dragon retreated swiftly. It hadn't retreated even when facing Bai Mo, whose strength was vastly different from its own, but upon seeing this gun, it went berserk and tried to flee.

It moves incredibly fast, soaring into the sky in the blink of an eye. But as a copy of Gungnir, [Pseudo-God's Declaration] still retains its guaranteed hit effect after unleashing its true name.

A golden meteor streaked across the sky, the spear seemingly alive, pointing directly at Fafnir. A fierce glint flashed in the evil dragon's eyes, and then the marks on its body seemed to come alive, spreading to its tail.

It transformed into a jet-black sword blade, pointing directly at the golden spear.

"Dream on."

Bai Mo unleashed his power, and the explosive force of the Sea Tiger Exploding Fist erupted. Fafnir in the air was like a firework, his chest exploded, and blood rained down along with his severed tail.

"Hiss--!"

As the metal pierced through flesh and blood, Fafnir let out a sharp roar that was unlike any dragon's.

The spear pierced his head directly. It fell straight to the ground, and this time, his body did not regenerate, but rather, like ashes, it drifted away with the wind.

With a flash of golden light, the spear returned to Ortlinde's hand.

Seemingly with a touch of nostalgia, Ortlinde stroked the gun barrel before handing it to Bai Mo with both hands.

Here you go.

"No need. This thing is more useful in your hands. In my hands, it's probably no better than throwing stones."

Bai Mo waved his hand, and seeing that Ortlinde looked somewhat hesitant, he pressed down on her head under the white hood.

"If you encounter something like that again, you can't exactly think of smashing it to death with a shield. Useful things should be in the hands of those who can fully utilize their abilities."

"Ugh... I understand. Since I promised to be with you, I'll do everything in my power. Although I'm not sure if I can still fight like a Valkyrie right now, I can still throw spears like I did just now."

She glanced at the spear in her hand. The spear she used before didn't have such a spearhead; hers was actually just a giant double-headed needle in shape.

"That's right. If possible, could you explain the details about this gun to me? It might affect the upcoming battle."

Bai Mo asked somewhat solemnly, "Since it's Northern Europe, the ideal way to deal with these enemies would be to use Northern Europe methods. Just like there are countless poisons in the world, but if the goal is to kill Heracles, most people's first reaction would be to use the poison of the Hydra."

Ortlinde nodded, raised her gun, and explained:

"This gun's true name is: [Pseudo-God's Declaration]."

As a copy of Gungnir, it possesses the same unerring power when its true name is released; this is also part of a certain barrier. It bestows mercy upon all pure souls, while simultaneously denying the existence of all unrighteous life.

Its initial design envisioned enemy as a giant, a Phantasmal Species. You cannot use it because, from the outset, it required the fulfillment of two conditions— 'Valkyrie ' and ' Primal Runes' —to be unleashed. Of course, even without unleashing it, its quality is still excellent.

During the introduction, Ortlinde was clearly very interested, and she spoke in great detail; it was the first time Bai Mo had ever seen her talk so much.

She paused, then said with some firmness:

"Although I'm not sure exactly which effect was at play, most of the troubles one might encounter in Northern Europe can be resolved by piercing it."

However... targeting that kind of dragon, I estimate my strength would be insufficient to pierce it.

This confidence stems from the experience Valkyrie have gained through countless years of battles. Even if problems arise, Odin will likely implement new iterations immediately.

"I see... May I ask how many targets you've used this thing to capture? If we're talking about that Fafnir from earlier..."

For some reason, Bai Mo's expression seemed rather unpleasant, with his brows slightly furrowed.

"If it's just me alone, the maximum number of people I can capture is probably twenty. If the target is a dragon... with some effort, I should be able to lock onto three at the same time."

Why focus on Fafnir from earlier? These kinds of things generally don't reproduce easily.

Upon hearing Ortlinde's words, Bai Mo sighed, then grabbed Ortlinde by the collar, as if she were a roll of leather, and pulled her under his arm.

"Time to go. Watch your breathing."

Before Ortlinde could react, Bai Mo transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the distance. His speed was incredibly fast, and he also activated the Asura Lost Track Path, his figure appearing in multiple layers, leaving no trace.

In the air, Ortlinde finally understood why Bai Mo had taken her away and why he had suddenly asked about the number of targets to be captured in the pseudo-God's Declaration.

In the distance, hundreds of dark figures roared and howled, spreading their Shrouding Heaven and Blotting Out the Sun black wings as they chased after the place where Bai Mo had just fought.

For a moment, Ortlinde was completely stunned; she could hardly believe her eyes. At the same time, the people of Chaldea fell into an eerie silence.

After a long while, Ortlinde said blankly, "So Fafnir..."