＜ Episode 58 ＞
A barrier suddenly covered Doyle’s body.
Everyone’s eyes turned to Fioren, and Doyle was no different.
“Worry about yourself first”
Fioren, who was smiling viciously with a distorted face, stretched out both hands while sweating profusely, and at the same time Lucas’ chant ended.
“flare!”
Pooh!
With Lucas’s cry, a small fire seemed to be created inside the barrier, and soon it grew in size terribly.
Roaring!
In an instant, the embers that grew in size filled the inside of the barrier, and at that moment, the temperature in the armory rose rapidly.
“Well!”
It was a magic that was activated inside the barrier for the purpose of hitting a local area, but the heat of it was enough to affect the outside.
Feilong, who had been glaring at Doyle from close range due to the heat he had never imagined, stepped back.
“…tactical magic is amazing.”
Zhao’s gaze turned to Lucas, who was coordinating the magic.
Lucas was sweating profusely and his face was white, but his bright smile and madness spewing from his eyes did not diminish at all.
“Get on and die!”
Zhao shook his head, thinking that if he could kill people with just his expression and eyes, he would have killed them many times.
Basically, wizards are scholars and researchers.
So no matter how lethal magic is, it is rarely designed for murder itself, and even if it is magic that brings about terrible results, it has its own meaning, and in most cases, it is meaningful to study the revealed result and the process leading there. to be.
However, tactical magic is different.
Tactical magic is magic designed only for war.
There is no academic depth in it, and the only thing that exists is the malice of how to kill more enemies, so unless you are a battle mage, wizards tend to be reluctant to learn tactical magic itself.
However, such a tactical magic appeared right here and now.
Originally, it would have been to hit a wide area, and if Fioren hadn’t controlled it with a barrier, the inside of the armory would have turned into a sea of fire in an instant and burned everyone in the party.
Without a safety device, magic that even the magician who casts the magic cannot be guaranteed to be safe.
The mighty firepower was being concentrated on Doyle Hana.
“It’s adamantium and it’s a photoelectric accident! Melting them all is enough!”
However, even if it was Lucas, it would have been too much to activate tactical magic in this situation, and blood pooled at the corners of his mouth and flowed down his face.
“Oops.”
Seeing this, Peilong sighed.
Since he was a warrior who knew the human body more perfectly than anyone else, he immediately recognized the meaning of the fresh blood flowing from Lucas’ mouth.
It is not enough to collect and spend the mana of the body and the mana around it, and even burns its own life.
It wasn’t to the point of dying, but it was clear that he would have to train for the next few months.
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
However, Lucas’ face was full of madness as he laughed out loud as if he didn’t care about his condition at all, and everyone shook their heads as if the sight of blood spreading in all directions along with the sound of laughter seemed to show what a real madman could be. was
How many minutes did the magic last?
“Khehehehe.”
Lucas, whose complexion had turned pale and blood was dripping from his mouth, knelt down, and Fioren, who was also sweating profusely adjusting the barrier, lowered his hand.
The barrier, which had lost its original light and turned red, gradually lost its shape, and at that moment, terrible heat spread throughout the armory.
The acrid burnt smell penetrated everyone’s nose, and everyone’s eyes gathered over the thick smoke.
“…Turn it off.”
Doyle’s figure was revealed with a moan full of pain.
“… it’s also adamantium.”
A sigh flowed from Fioren’s mouth.
It’s just a coating, but adamantium is adamantium.
As if the nickname “metal for superpowers” was not an empty word, the red-hot adamantium maintained its shape even in the terrible high temperature, and Doyle’s appearance did not look much different from before he was trapped in the barrier.
“But not him.”
Lucas, who was bleeding with a face that seemed like he was about to die at any moment, laughed heartily.
“… uh uh uh uh.”
Doyle’s image of wriggling and trying to get up somehow proved that.
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Metals inherently have high thermal conductivity.
Doyle’s body, trapped in a container called adamantium, received the firepower intact, and the liquid metal instantly reached the boiling point and burned.
It is said that he has a whole body, but Doyle is definitely a cyborg.
In order to use this ability, an organ was required, and inevitably, a living body called the brain was required.
And this high-temperature attack is not the kind that the body of a creature can withstand, no matter how well it is defended.
jump.
The part of the spine that Zhao had attacked cracked open, and thick smoke rose.
The liquid metal that could not be melted and vaporized was discharged outside, and the outer shell made of adamantium swayed.
“It’s over.”
Peirung lowered the window.
When Fioren stood up, supporting Lucas, and Zhao relaxed and tried to approach Doyle.
Aww!
Something came out through the thick smoke with a whip-like sound.
“Oh!”
A startled voice erupted from Zhao’s mouth, and an object that came out at such a speed that Pei-Lung couldn’t even react was fired like a bullet, but it soon clung to the wall of the armory.
“… Khehehe.”
The expression of the party who confirmed its appearance hardened with a gloomy laugh.
There was a long spine hanging down from the face that barely maintained its shape, and the appearance of dozens of tentacles hanging down was grotesque, but it wasn’t the appearance that surprised the party.
Face.
It was distorted here and there, but it was Doil’s face, and he was glaring at the party with a vicious expression on his face.
“Do you think it will end like this! It starts now!”
After Doyle shouted, his spine and tentacles burrowed into the wall, and at that moment the party knew at once what Doyle was about to do.
He was trying to restore his body by gathering metals around him, and it was clear that the target would be adamantium first.
Hard.
The wall that Doyle clung to began to vibrate loudly, and the outer wall exuding a dark red luster swayed.
“Ha ha ha ha!”
It seemed as if the whole wall was rushing toward Doyle like a wave, and at this rate, they would have to deal with Doyle, who had reconstituted his body with adamantium, and everyone’s faces looked desperate.
“this guy!”
Peirong pulled up the aura and held the spear, and Zhao drew out the dagger John had handed to him.
When Lucas slapped his wobbly legs and stole blood from his mouth, Fioren raised his hand with a determined expression and headed towards Doyle.
profit.
“after.”
With a light sigh and a cigarette in his mouth, John stepped forward at a slow pace.
White smoke spread into the air and John sucking tobacco so deliciously didn’t match the current tense situation at all, so Doil as well as the party put on a puzzled look.
But that’s for a while.
“I will absolutely kill you alone!”
Doyle’s engine, which suffered from evil, increased its output, and all the metal in the arsenal wriggled as if it were going to rush towards Doyle at any moment.
Doyle’s ability to suck up all the metal around him was intimidating, but despite that, John leisurely smoked tobacco.
“try.”
“···What?”
Chick.
“Try it.”
It was only then that everyone felt a little strange at John’s calm voice as he rubbed the butt with his foot.
The swaying walls of the armory and the wriggling metals were menacing enough, but they didn’t show any more movement.
“···uh?”
Doyle’s expression turned pale, and a dejected voice came out.
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Metal doesn’t listen.
The metals that were supposed to respond to him with their will were unsteady, as if something had blocked them, and no matter how strongly they wanted them, they were not approaching Doyle.
“···What.”
“It’s a simple story.”
clap.
Taking a revolver out of his pocket and checking the ammo count, John approached Doyle with a leisurely pace.
He had a calm face, but there were blue veins standing on one side of his temple, indicating that John was using his powers with all his might.
“You can’t control metal unless you’re directly connected, right? If that was possible, we would all have been wiped out in the beginning.”
“…what does that mean?”
Even in the middle of a conversation with John, he desperately tries to draw metal, but it doesn’t move.
“So I stopped.”
“···what?”
John raised his revolver and aimed it at Doyle.
“It’s a story that I surrounded you with my abilities.”
bang!
50 BMG bullet ricocheted off and severed Doyle’s spine.
***
With the strengthening agent greatly increasing his capacity and applying Ekaterina’s booster, the current John was able to produce such a powerful output that it would be a pity to compare it to John a few days ago.
And John, who obtained such an output, instinctively knew what he could do, and John, who kept an eye on Doil until the end without being vigilant, showed his own ability.
The wall of the armory that Doyle clung to.
Originally, the wall, which should have been coated with adamantium, has now been turned into non-metal by John’s ability.
Through the connection of innumerable molecules floating in the air without directly touching them, it was possible to change the physical properties of any place that touched the eyes, which meant that John’s power increased dramatically.
Doyle’s abilities cannot be displayed properly because the surroundings of Doyle, who demonstrates his ability through direct connection with metal, are changed into non-metals and surrounded.
On top of that, it was a bonus to deliberately talk in a vague way and hide his abilities until the end.
***
Kwajik!
A bullet lodged in the joint of the swaying vertebrae hanging below his head, and it broke.
“···uh.”
A devastated voice flowed from Doyle’s mouth, and a white fluid flowed from inside the severed spine.
“…Huh.”
blank.
Doyle’s head, which was clinging to the wall, fell to the ground, and light began to flicker in Doyle’s distorted eyes.
“It must have been a biopreservation solution.”
Fioren shook her head and murmured.
The human body needs nutrients.
Unless he undergoes a procedure that turns his brain into a machine, he needs a treatment to maintain his remaining body, and now that it has disappeared, Doyle is rapidly dying.
“…hehehe.”
Countless memories passed through Doyle’s mind as he intuited death in his increasingly blurred consciousness.
‘…Is it a kaleidoscope? You’re going to die.’
A small smile appeared on Doyle’s lips, who had been struggling like a madman just before.
Death is the end of everything.
Of course, he should be afraid and tremble with fear, but unexpectedly, Doyle recognized that he was calm.
‘Is this dying? Aren’t you afraid?’
It could be because Doyle’s spirit was already greatly damaged, or it could be because of his vague belief that this world was a game.
But above all.
‘It’s okay because I enjoyed it.’
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Maybe it’s because my time in Luna wasn’t so bad.
Although he replaced his whole body with a machine, he felt the freedom of his body and felt great satisfaction in all the time he walked on the ground with his own will.
He struggled like a madman, but at this moment when the end was approaching, Doyle could be satisfied.
“Do you want to live?”
A cold voice pierced Doyle’s ears.
“I need information. If you will cooperate, I will spare you.”
Drawing in his mind the figure of the solver reflected through the diaphragm in the artificial eyeball, Doyle was able to realize.
‘… This bastard was also a player.’
Doyle smiled as he realized that although he was a little far from the truth, it was not irrelevant to the truth.
the world is a game.
Role play is the most important thing in an RPG, and Doyle was a gamer who did it better than anyone else.
Luna herself is a villain.
If so, shouldn’t he face the end worthy of a villain?
He thought it was okay to be a mean, cockroach-like villain who somehow survived, but Doyle’s heart shook his head.
The game will come to an end at some point, and when you leave, you must leave cleanly.
And Doyle knew very well that such an exit would be deeply embedded in people’s memories and talked about.
It was clear that it would be meaningful if he left like this but remained as a fairly big villain in the memories of the party.
So Doyle smiled brightly.
“Eat some shit.”
Doyle’s head turned into particles of light, but soon melted into the void.
＜ Episode 58 ＞ End