We must eliminate the enemy imdiately, right now! Who knows what else he might pull out next!
Matilda grabbed Fingerley’s head, and though she didn’t speak, he read this aning from her glowing red eyes.
But these strange weapons might not necessarily be summoned by the Curse Binder. Even if we eliminate him here, stranger weapons might appear later.
But he didn’t dare say it, knowing how destructively powerful his team mber could be when enraged, so he sighed, nodded, and agreed to eliminate the Curse Binder here.
Bullets rained down like a torrential storm. The surroundings were an open and empty arena, with no place to take cover, and it was unclear whether the materials of the Deep Church’s rooftops could withstand such attacks that could even penetrate mid-tier magic shields.
But they couldn’t just sit and wait for death. Matilda transford nearly half of her armor into a semicircular giant shield to protect everyone. Aleya cast various defensive enhancing beneficial magic, and generated hurricane fruits on the straw man to counter the Gatling, trying to use wind to weaken the bullets’ power—people used to do the sa against arrows.
The giant shield trembled violently under the barrage’s impact, continuously battered and self-repairing, looking undamaged but consuming all of Matilda’s strength. When the shooting finally stopped, she quickly consud half a bottle of Physical Potion.
It wasn’t because she didn’t want to drink the rest, but because she couldn’t, as the Curse Binder’s Special Large Sword had already pierced into the giant shield!
"Good opportunity, Matilda, restrain his weapon!"
Fingerley swiftly dashed out from behind the giant shield, stationed himself behind the Curse Binder, and unleashed a frenzied slash. The latter took a few hits and imdiately raised his shield to retaliate, forcing the adventurer to step back, yet he sneakily used the magic [Calia Piercing].
A sapphire-colored Magic Power Greatsword ford in his hand, thrusting forward fiercely, piercing through the big shield and causing damage to the Curse Binder. This seed to inflict more damage than his previous furious slashes.
"Against heavily armored enemies, magic is indeed the way to go."
The reason Magic Swordsman Fingerley favored the Sain Dungeon was also because, after brain damage, he struggled to use magic, and when he did, it often had a significant deviation in effect.
However, the magic he obtained in the Sain Dungeon didn’t have this issue. The Calia Piercing he used was identical to others, with only minor differences in size and power.
Most importantly, he didn’t have to stand still to cast spells!
This made him feel like he was finally becoming a normal person, with a touch of emotion.
Because of the damage, the Curse Binder’s strength surged, wanting to destroy the giant shield with brute force to reclaim his weapon. However, Matilda tily withdrew, leading her group in a strategic retreat, causing him to stumble on his heavy blow, and Fingerley seized the chance to add another piercing.
Just as he intended to continue attacking, the sound of the Gatling’s rotation echoed, startling Fingerley, who quickly retreated, but upon looking up, he realized no firing occurred.
Damn it, even the Monsters here are deceitful!
The Curse Binder seized the opportunity to create distance from the adventurers. When the giant eagle once again carried him to the sky, the barrage rained down, and this ti it was real.
Once again, they could only rely on Matilda. Fingerley tried to construct a high-tier magic shield, but it didn’t form in ti. Aleya managed to release one in advance, but it only held for a dozen seconds.
The bullets of Bloodborne are quite special, containing rcury and the blood of the user, appearing more mystical than technological, so it seed understandable that they dealt higher damage to magic shields.
Aleya watched Matilda gulp down Physical Potion and resolved to help, so the straw man inserted both hands into the ground, growing a row of hard trees nad "Ironwood" in front of the giant shield. The main feature of these trees is their hardness, once used to build walls in ancient tis.
However, as Ironwood is purely physical defense with no resistance to magic, it was gradually phased out, only preserved by plant scholars like Aleya who kept seeds.
Though Ironwood is very hard, it’s not as sturdy as Matilda’s armor, which combines physical and magical defense, so Ironwood was not expected to hold for long, but a miraculous event happened.
The sound of clattering continued until the barrage ceased and the Curse Binder landed, revealing that the Ironwood had actually blocked all bullets!
What is going on?
Fingerley’s eyes shifted, seemingly understanding sothing, and he suddenly asked Aleya for a piece of Ironwood plank, then tore a piece of armor from Matilda, and ran back, saying, "You guys keep fighting, I’m going to verify sothing!"
The sound of gunfire echoed behind, and just two minutes later, he returned, excitedly stating:
"Those strange weapons deal high damage to magical constructs but cut their damage in half against ordinary, non-magical objects!"
The adventurers’ eyes lit up, finally finding a way to break the stalemate.
I knew it; Sain wouldn’t co up with sothing utterly unsolvable and frustrating, there was always a solution.
Since the arena is open and lacks cover, they’ll make their own. Aleya quickly generated several rows of Ironwood on the roof for people to hide behind, and Fingerley shouted once more:
"When that guy flies up, his companions launch their attack. Aleya, take out the giant eagle before it takes off when their big guy grabs it!"
Though Aleya didn’t understand why it was crucial to seize that timing, she obediently complied, and then she understood.
When the Curse Binder grabbed the giant eagle, the Gatling on the high platform was already spinning, ready to connect seamlessly with him!
Matilda uprooted the Ironwood with imnse force and smashed it down, causing the poor giant eagle to tumble to the ground, dragging the Curse Binder down as well.
Simultaneously, the old Yarn Hunter above also opened fire, prioritizing the closest and most exposed adventurer, like the ones near the Curse Binder’s Fingerley.
"Rat-a-tat-tat—"
Fingerley barely held up the Curse Binder’s Big Shield, standing his ground to ensure that the Gatling’s bullets also hit the Curse Binder!
During the previous battle, he had already noticed that this big guy in front of him was not a human, but a kind of manipulated armor, or a puppet.
These puppets generally need magic to operate, right? So wouldn’t Gatling’s rcury bullets...
"Very good thinking."
In the City Lord’s room, Gong Qiying looked at Fingerley with appreciation. Previously, the best adventurer he had encountered was Leon and Luluwo, and now seeing Fingerley, he was also a rare talent, really wanting him to stay in Sain forever to perform for him.
"No wonder it’s Gold Level, the strength is truly strong, even Gatling has been brought out by [Strong and Weak Balance]."
Gong Qiying had given [Strong and Weak Balance] the authority to mobilize the Monster resource pool, allowing automatic deploynt of C level and below monsters to adjust the difficulty based on the adventurer’s strength. As a result, this authority was as active as its owner, bringing out things like muskets.
Originally, Gong Qiying’s setting was that monster equipnt would be strengthened only up to the repeating crossbow, at most creating so Bed Crossbows and other fixed crossbow arrows. If the adventurer was too strong, a Hunter avatar with light/heavy crossbow could be summoned.
"Muskets are so wildly out of consideration, today they’re getting removed after it’s over."
If the Deep Church had muskets, why not just run to Yanor Londo and say to Gwyn, "My lord, the era has changed"?
Although, in the end, Gwyn would still one hundred percent revert you with a Sunshine Gun, forbidding random transformations.
"It’s challenging for them to tackle the industrial revolution, they should be rewarded more."
He watched the scene on the Crystal Ball as the adventurers finally braved the hail of bullets to defeat the Curse Binder, climbed onto the high platform, and had a thrilling chase with the old Yarn Hunter using a pile driver as a weapon, narrowly winning. Gong Qiying finally made his decision.
Besides the fixed reward of [Curse Binder’s Soul], he increased the soul amount adventurers received, giving each person an Experience Candy and offering a Fla Quality Transformation Gem as a hint, along with a lake rune from Bloodborne, the specific effect being a single-digit percentage of physical damage reduction.
Runes in Bloodborne’s setting are transcriptions of the voices of higher beings, requiring special tools to engrave into the mind. It’s hard to say if there might be side effects, such as hearing the sound of a giant octopus playing the flute in the deep sea.
But Gong Qiying had tested with his avatar, and as long as the runes inscribed in the mind weren’t too extre, like the thirst for blood inducing [Blood Intoxication] rune, there would be no problem. Runes like [Lake], protecting adventurers, were very safe.
This world had no upper beings, so there was no worry about ntal issues. Gong Qiying would never release unreliable things to harm adventurers.
Suddenly, a mysterious rune flashed in Fingerley’s mind, disappearing before he could react.
"Was it an illusion?"
His body seed to change subtly, but then again, it didn’t. He stopped worrying about it; the old Yarn Hunter’s elusive fighting style really wore him out, even more so than fighting the Curse Binder.
He stood on the high platform overlooking the entire roof of the church.
The good news was, his previous assumptions weren’t wrong. The Curse Binder escaping midway, apart from combining with monsters on the way to bother adventurers, actually was leading them along the right path.
In other words, the troubles caused by the Curse Binder and monsters were tests to guide the clueless adventurers on the right path. Without the Curse Binder visibly hanging above, most people would likely get lost and wander to their demise.
Fingerley had long heard that the monster strength in Sain Dungeon would vary according to the strength of the entrants, so he speculated that other adventurers would not have the sa "joyful" experience when entering the Deep Church rooftop. The weapons of wandering soul soldiers might not be so overpowered, and the stats of Curse Binder might not be excessively strong.
On the contrary, the Curse Binder’s straightforward fighting style was admirable and enjoyable in retrospect after the battle.
"Another great work from Sain Dungeon, this day was not wasted."
Reaching the high platform initially set in Gong Qiying’s setting as a bed crossbow, but now a Gatling, the exploration of the rooftop reached its end. After bypassing this area, moving further led to a balcony, where the door could finally be pushed open, revealing a staircase descending within.
A cold breeze ca from within the door, and murmurs seed to be faintly present.
The next path was clear; return and clear unexplored branches, or go inside the church.
No one can resist the allure of moving onward!
Fingerley and his group descended the stairs, encountering a branching corridor halfway down. Ultimately, they chose to continue downward.
At the end was a small room, its purpose unclear, but the door beside it looked familiar.
"Wait, could it be?"
Fingerley raised an eyebrow, pushed the door, and characters displaying [The door remains immobile] appeared. Seeing a chanism beside the door, he pulled it, causing the door to slowly open, revealing a familiar scene.
The bonfire of the Purification Church crackled, and the eyes of the adventurers widened.
"We’ve gone full circle... back here again?"
"What a peculiar map!"
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