Chapter 442: The Subversion of the Supernatural System
Granny’s return brought about a wave of commotion in Castel.
Castel’s new weapon was powerful—this was sothing everyone knew. But just how powerful was it?
No one could say for sure.
But this ti, Granny brought back a precious example:
It allowed the weakest in frontal combat, the 【Chrysalis】, to instantly kill the 【Investigator】, who specialized in frontal combat.
This outco exceeded almost everyone’s expectations; many people could hardly believe it.
The most direct reaction was that Nora was practically forced to stay in the testing ground.
Frequently, Moths Chasing Fire or Banshees would co over, fire a few shots right in front of her, then look at her expectantly and ask: “Can this really kill you instantly?”
——There was no other way. The 【Burier】 was also in the first echelon of frontal combat, so her opinion carried weight.
Moreover, the 【Burier】 had an added trait of immortality, making her even harder to kill under normal circumstances.
At first, Nora still analyzed seriously, thought cautiously, and tried to present the facts in the most standard way possible.
But later, even with her careful and earnest personality, she beca sowhat impatient.
“Nora——”
“It can kill instantly, I wouldn’t survive, I can’t withstand it, heavy armor is useless, dodging is very difficult, it can be dual-wielded, even wielded six tis, I don’t know if it causes Corruption, and yes, it burns.” Without thinking, Nora blurted it all out in one breath.
Only afterward did she turn her head, staring blankly at the one who had asked.
“Monica?” Nora was stunned. “You’ve caught this bug too?”
“What do you an by ‘caught’? And what do you an by ‘too’!” Monica was imdiately displeased. With her six hands on her hips, she bent down and made an effort to look ferocious.
“I ca under the Lord’s orders, to take you to see him—ugh, don’t suddenly leap at !”
Nora’s eyes lit up. With a pop, she jumped off the bottle, then with one burst of strength, she flew straight at Monica.
“Quick, take to see the Lord! I can’t stand a single mont more here!!”
“In short, that’s the situation.” Monica spread all six of her hands.
A trace of embarrassnt appeared on Hughes’s face. He glanced at Nora, looking a little guilty.
“This improper trend must be curbed severely! I’ll make those who dragged you into experints apologize to you! I’ll also launch so events of caring support for the dead, like… like…”
Hughes’s mind spun frantically, trying to find sothing suitable.
He seed to recall seeing similar things back on Blue Star. Uh, for instance, so author who, after becoming disabled, was pushed in a wheelchair to play in a football match. Though it sounded a bit dark-humored, they had actually enjoyed it a lot. Maybe try that?
“Like a football match?”
The air in the room suddenly grew cold.
Monica widened her eyes: “Lord, even I wouldn’t co up with such an excessive idea!”
Hughes froze, then realized and hastily explained: “Wait, you misunderstand. I ant a match where you kick the ball! Nora, not treating you as the ball!”
Later that evening, Richard and Granny ca together to Hughes’s office.
As soon as he entered, Richard spoke in surprise: “Lord, what happened to your face?”
“Got hit by a ball, don’t mind it.” Hughes didn’t even lift his head. “Let’s talk about the Northlands. Granny, what about the strength and experience of using the Dragon’s Breath Cannon? I need a more precise explanation.”
At this, Granny’s eyebrows danced with excitent:
“Quite excellent! You should know that the combat power among supernaturals differs greatly, right?”
“In fact, I honestly don’t know much.” Hughes shrugged. “Could you explain it to ?”
Granny nodded.
“Generally speaking, supernaturals through normal paths—aning those from the orthodox Church—are strong in one aspect but weak in others. For example, soone like , a 【Chrysalis】, can use clones for scouting, disguise, and escape. I can also freely switch positions with my clones and body, and I have cocooning for wide-area detection. But my frontal combat power is poor.”
“Calling it poor is even polite. I have no supernatural power usable directly in combat. The clones look intimidating, but in a fight, they burst upon a single hit.”
“Of course, there are exceptions. For example, the 【Investigator】. They have virtually no weak points, strong in every aspect. But sotis, they get unlucky, make fatal mistakes, and overall lack stability.”
“Or take the Sleepless Children from the Sleepless Sanctum. The 【Skinwearers】 are extrely strong in combat and adept in scouting, but they are prone to temporary madness.”
Hughes sowhat understood. The Banshees were also skilled in combat and scouting, but their scouting and perception only worked in water.
“In terms of frontal combat, the 【Skinwearer】 is unmatched. No one can compare with them. The 【Investigator】 and the 【Burier】 are first-tier. 【Investigators】 can strengthen their bodies with supernatural power, ignoring almost all damage for short bursts. They can combine abilities in many ways, making them very difficult to deal with.”
“The 【Burier】, on the other hand, has greater overall physical strength, can wear heavier armor, has a degree of immortality, and when pressed, can even self-detonate. Extrely troubleso.”
Got it. 【Investigator】 had skill combos, 【Burier】 had high stats.
“So you tricked the 【Investigator】 into using their invincibility, then blasted him with the Dragon’s Breath Cannon?” Hughes nodded thoughtfully. He had read Granny’s report—she first used a musket squad volley, then followed with artillery bombardnt.
Unexpectedly, Granny shook her head: “I blasted him into ashes directly while he was invincible. That musket volley was just to remind him not to forget using his ability.”
Hughes: “.”
Richard: “.”
Were the Moths Chasing Fire always this reckless? Wasn’t this supernatural path supposed to rely on cunning?
And yet, killing the 【Investigator】 in the mont of their greatest strength…
Granny grinned widely, smiling with utter delight: “I’ve always suspected this—the Investigator’s strengthened body has limits. It’s just that ordinary thods can’t touch that limit. Now it’s proven true.”
Richard also ca around. As a Moth Chasing Fire himself, he had fought Investigators before. “So, if we carry just one Dragon’s Breath Cannon, our frontal combat ability surpasses even an Investigator’s!?”
“No.” Granny shook her head gravely. Seeing Richard’s stunned look, she spread her hands, and two massive cannons appeared in her grip.
“You need two. One might fail, only with two can you claim complete victory.”
Richard gasped in shock: “Hiding weapons with clones? That ability was only for assassination before—now it can be used in frontal combat?”
Imdiately, he looked to Hughes, eyes blazing with excitent: “Lord, it seems that from now on, the classification of supernatural combat power will undergo a subversive change!”
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