Trait Hoarder Chapter 47

Meteor Sword -2- [Start of paid serialization]

Tututututu!

I emptied one magazine.

Gunfire tore through the world.

“On the level 2 topic!”

It was a lightning attack, but Ebony just snorted.

He lays his body back as flexibly as a cat and then slides away from in front of me.

Thanks to that, the hail of bullets only tore through the air.

At the same time, he elegantly raised the twin pistols on his waist.

Tata Tang!

The flames that came out of the muzzle of the gun engulf me.

It could have been avoided.

Because I also have an evasive trait.

But instead of making a fuss for nothing, I took a completely different approach.

[Magic Shield][Magic Heart][Defense]

[Patience][Stiffness][Concentration]

Ebony’s head and abdomen.

I deployed a magic shield to cover two locations and used it to defend.

“Huh?”

Ebony’s face contorts.

Phew!

A bullet blocked by a magic shield explodes.

A magic bullet with explosive magic engraved into it, one by one.

Even if it had the firepower of a grenade, it would have been dangerous. However, since it was magic engraved on a pistol, it had its limits. It only swept the flames, and of course, it couldn’t penetrate my magic shield or defense.

Swish!

At this moment, a tingling sensation was felt on my left side.

Ebony smiles, showing her teeth.

“how is it?”

The viper fired a poison arrow from a square.

It is a fatal blow, worthy of a superhuman who uses a crossbow rather than a gun.

Because the arrows are coated with a deadly poison that combines powerful poison and drugs.

Crunch.

But ignore it.

I chewed up the drug that was flowing up to my brain through the arteries and replaced the magazine.

As I aim the shotgun at him as if I had originally intended to do so, Ebony flinches in horror and pulls away.

“What, what! Why isn’t it working!”

Why not?

Because of its purifying properties.

Although I was not able to remove all the drug energy, I was able to break it with purification and equip the drug resistance trait instead of the mantle.

It’s poison, you can detoxify it later.

Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!

This time I won’t fire indiscriminately.

Shoot carefully, one step at a time.

In the meantime, arrows flew at my side and back, but I blocked them with a shield.

“flaw······”

Viper’s pride seems to have been hurt.

He prepared to strike with a decisive blow, making a sound.

Meanwhile, Ebony was being pulled backwards, sideways, and backwards again, in the direction I was leading her.

“Eeeeek!”

Ebony threw a grenade from her waist.

Let’s die together?

She’s not that kind of woman.

I finished firing the shotgun without even blinking.

Oh my!

A grenade exploding before your eyes.

No, a flash grenade.

It looked like a hand grenade, but it seemed to be a flash grenade inside.

A tremendous amount of light poured down as if the sun had come down.

At the same time, a sharp, high-pitched sound pierced my eardrums like a siege weapon.

It was dizzying, but I endured it.

This is thanks to the [Resolution] trait being equipped instantly.

The goggles I was wearing also blocked it well.

‘Can’t miss it.’

Was it because a flash of light exploded right in front of my nose?

For a moment, the world appears gray.

But I could clearly see a shadow that stood out in stark contrast to the white world, a black doll with graceful curves like a black panther running away while performing tricks.

The place I led from the beginning.

To the spot where the grandfather clock stands, making a ticking sound.

Click.

He put his hand in his pocket and pressed the trigger button.

There was a brief silence, then a burst of flames erupted like a supernova.

The red flames engulfed the black shadow and ebony in one breath.

As soon as I lay down, a scream of pain erupted.

“Ahhhh!”

A special incendiary bomb secretly installed in a grandfather clock.

That too is magic white phosphorus.

It was worth spending over a billion on this one.

“Eh, Ebony!”

Flames engulfed almost the entire hallway.

Viper also looks defeated.

As I swing the cloak I always wear, the magic circle sparkles and I try to shake off the flames, but it’s not easy.

But even that pitiful sight was nothing compared to Ebony.

Ebony shook her body like crazy and slammed into the wall repeatedly.

“Hot, hot! Aaaah! Aaaah!”

If a lady is in so much pain, it is only natural to ease her pain.

I lifted my body with all my might.

He leaps up and draws the holy sword.

A distorted face is reflected on the surface of the raised holy sword.

Ebony, whose eyes, nose, and lips were already burned, and whose skin was still burning with fire.

You see me late but you can’t do anything.

He drops his pistol and all his other weapons, and just rubs his body against the wall, screaming in shock.

Whew!

Tragedy!

A clean line cut across Ebony.

A muscular yet slender neckline that definitely makes you think of a beauty.

Ebony stopped.

When it hardens, it opens its mouth wide.

That too for a moment.

Soon, a blood line was drawn, and the head and body said their eternal farewell.

“Ugh! Ebony!”

Viper becomes angry belatedly.

Chhhh! Chhh!

Add additional parts to the forearm crossbow to create an X-shaped magic crossbow, and load it with magic arrows.

An unusual magical wave spread from the X-shaped body and arrow.

Me, holding the Holy Sword, facing the Viper.

Flames still rage throughout the hallway.

Me and Viper are both engulfed in flames.

Naturally, Viper’s face became distorted and his hands began to tremble.

On the other hand, I was calm.

why?

Because of the flame resistance.

Also, because of patience.

Damn it.

I took a big step forward.

The viper’s pupils dilated and then contracted.

Swish!

The sound of a thunderbolt echoes and arrows fly.

If it had hit, it would have definitely penetrated my magic shield and protective clothing and stuck in my body.

It didn’t fit.

I was concentrating and when Viper pulled the trigger, I dodged and let it slide.

The surface of the magic shield is a bit scratched, but that’s about it.

“Eat this.”

Immediately after dodging, he threw it like a grenade.

Even this is done by utilizing the throwing characteristic.

I removed the safety pin as well as the safety handle and counted to 1.5 seconds in my head.

The grenade exploded as Viper lifted his foot to kick it.

Bam!

Whether superhuman or not, everyone is equal before modern civilization.

They say you’re a true superhuman from level 3 onwards, but it’s hard for even a defensive warrior to stop a grenade exploding under the leg.

I was already lying down.

He activated a magic shield with all kinds of magic recovery characteristics to protect the front of his head.

Thud thud!

And then the shrapnel pierced through the magic shield and hit my helmet.

If I hadn’t been wearing a helmet, a hole would have been drilled into my skull.

“flaw.”

But I won.

The viper was reduced to a lump of meat, its breath cut off.

Both are superhumans who are on par with Charon, but he wins easily.

Because I fought on a battlefield that I prepared by spending billions of dollars.

Quite the opposite of what happened with Caron.

They both looked down on me because of the difference in our levels.

“Whew, whew.”

It’s too early to relax.

Now we have crossed the 5th ridge.

The real one is the vice president who will soon be here, and the association president Park Dae-yeop who we will face last.

[Einherjar Training Method][Magic Heart][Magic Recovery]

[Wound healing][Regeneration][Vitality]

Changed all traits to recovery series.

Take deep breaths repeatedly to restore magic power and wounds.

The magic white phosphorus bomb also went out with a bang, as if it had lost its effect.

I brushed away the sparks still attached to my protective suit and leaned against the wall for a moment.

‘it’s tough.’

The tracksuit he was wearing over the protective suit was completely burned.

He was wearing only a protective suit with a matted surface and a foldable helmet.

I also tucked the pistol I had hidden in my tracksuit into my waistband because I was afraid it might dangle.

After finishing reloading the shotgun, I looked out into the hallway.

Kuung······ Kuuung······

The sound of a grenade exploding drew near.

Just a few minutes later.

A time when I could barely catch my breath and had not even fully recovered from my wounds or magic power.

bang!

The door leading to the stairs opened.

I was aiming my shotgun, thinking I would shoot the grenade as it came in, but what came in was, strangely enough, a man.

A man whose entire body was transformed into a machine, with only his eyes being biological and his arms being turned into swords large enough to drag on the floor.

Vice President of the Cleaning Association.

[R Cyborg]

Shotguns are meaningless.

If you hit its torso, it will bounce off, and its only living thing, its eyes, are protected by transparent goggles.

The vice president glanced at me.

As I took a step forward, the janitors’ association members rushed out and surrounded me in a semicircle.

“That’s amazing.”

When I listen to it, it definitely sounds like a machine-like voice.

It sounds like a recording device is playing, not a person speaking.

“Ebony and Viper, I didn’t think I could take them down so easily.”

The vice president looked over the two bodies.

A corpse that was horribly disfigured by being burned, decapitated, and blown up.

If you know both of their tendencies, characteristics, and abilities, it would be stranger if you couldn’t win like this.

I pulled the shotgun bolt and it clicked.

“You will become like that too.”

“Haha. Me? Then shoot me.”

The vice president took a leisurely stance.

The left hand is tilted towards the sky, and the right hand is tilted towards the ground on the opposite side.

A locust looks like it has spread its blade arms wide.

At the same time, the association members who followed raised their guns simultaneously.

I also flinched slightly with my left hand as I aimed the shotgun at the Vice President.

The left hand, which should normally be holding the gun barrel cover.

Not now.

Instead, he held a small trigger, and the barrel shroud simply supported it.

In that situation, I asked a rather odd question.

“Let me ask you one thing.”

“What is it?”

“Why didn’t you throw a grenade when you came in here?”

The vice president looked at me as if asking what I was talking about.

And the members of the association.

You obviously know I’m here, so why are you throwing a grenade?

I guess he thought he couldn’t activate the bomb trap. If he did, I would get swept away too.

Well, that’s true.

If it’s a typical explosive trap.

“You guys are really stupid.”

He pressed the trigger.

Pot!

A formless wave surged forward like a tsunami.

It’s not a magic wave, but it’s something you can definitely feel.

However, it is a power that non-superhumans cannot detect or recognize.

Electric lights flickered in the hallway.

All the fluorescent lights that had been illuminating the view went out and a warning sound started to blare.

In my pocket, and in the pockets of my association members.

This is because my smartphone suddenly broke down.

This kind of thing was good.

The real target was the vice president.

As soon as the wave turned around, the vice president started to croak and have a seizure.

“Ugh!”

The vice president rolls his eyes and falls forward.

The arms that were raised with great energy are now hanging unsightly and the legs are turning around on their own.

Mechanical tentacles repeatedly emerge and retract from the torso.

The association members looked at the vice president in horror.

“Vice President!”

“Are you okay?”

How does an EMP bomb taste?

Of course, the machine body would have been EMP-reflective treated. They wouldn’t have just inserted a cheap body from somewhere.

Still, there are limitations.

All you have to do is hit it with a high-capacity EMP like a reflector.

Earlier I said that the magic Baekrin was worth 1 billion, right?

This one is worth 1 billion too!

“That’s why I asked.”

I put strength into my right index finger.

“Why didn’t you throw a grenade?”

Tutututuung!

Scratched by the speaker.

The members of the association standing under the door frame where the EMP bomb was embedded suddenly fall down.

There were no autumn leaves left.

The association members were unable to respond because they were focused on the vice president.

When I shot, it was like shooting, and when I struck, it was like spraying blood.

“Kwaaak!”

“Cough!”

“Hey, save me!”

“Eww!”

Colorful screams rang out.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of association members were wiped out.

I got the most out of one magazine.

As expected, an automatic shotgun is the best at close range.

“Kwaaak! Inom!”

The vice president rushes in, roaring.

As expected, he used a good body.

It’s amazing that they’re already moving, even though they were hit by an EMP blast so close.

Chae-ae-aeng!

The blade is sharp and gleaming.

I held the shotgun upside down and struck the blade with the buttstock.

Tta-dang!

“laugh!”

The vice president stumbles violently.

Taking advantage of the gap, he pulled out the holy sword and stabbed him.

One point!

The vice president is no pushover either.

He tilted his body halfway and deflected the holy sword with the machine’s body.

The holy sword passed over it roughly, leaving a long scratch, but it was not a fatal wound.

The vice president shouted, bracing himself.

“Do you think you can beat me with that clumsy swordsmanship?”

Looks like we’ve recovered from the aftereffects of EMP.

It’s definitely strong.

It’s definitely a scam to replace the entire body with a mechanical prosthesis.

It is extremely difficult to inflict significant damage to the Vice President with a sword unless you use [Flash].

But there is a way.

The Vice President became a cyborg by wearing a mechanical body, but he gained several weaknesses.

He pulled out the pistol with his left hand.

Black salt from a magic gun.

As I put my left index finger on the trigger, the magic power storage ring naturally comes into contact with the gun.

Woohoo.

Black Flame bursts into long tears as if he had been waiting for it.

The magic circle engraved on the gun barrel emitted a gloomy light.

A black flame formed on the muzzle and swirled like the Milky Way.

The vice president’s eyes waver.

The only living part of it causes turbulence like a leaf boat caught in a storm.

“Goodbye.”

Woof!

A beam of light fired in a straight line.

I couldn’t avoid it because of my creaking body.

The vice president covered the black salt properly.

“Kwaaaaak!”

The magical science body is basically powered by magic.

Black flame is the flame of magic itself.

Naturally, the magic that moved and maintained the body was burned away.

The vice president cried out loud and went crazy, engulfed in black flames.

Just like Ebony did earlier.

I approached slowly.

The vice president extends his hand and his large knife to me.

Was this the last desperate attempt?

Or was it a prayer for survival?

I’m not interested.

Phew!

Stabbed in the eye.

He held the holy sword upside down and thrust his weight into it.

The vice president opened his mouth wide.

The oily magic liquid drips down, and the once upright head falls.

“after.”

The 9th ridge is just around the corner.

I pushed the body aside and went up to the roof.

Carrying a high-velocity grenade launcher.

Thump thump thump!

“Ugh!”

“Eww!”

The cleaning workers’ association gathered in front of the building.

He fired dozens of grenades at them as they stood there defenseless.

Explosions erupted one after another, sending up clouds of black dust.

So much so that I couldn’t tell what was going on.

Kwah. Kwah. Kwah.

Instead, something heavy and vibrating came.

Someone was jumping up and kicking the wall.

Well then, that’s right.

I don’t think they would have died if they had been showered with grenades.

I don’t know about other people, but this person.

This human is what is called real.

“Oh, right.”

The spot where I rained down grenade bombs.

On the thick railing.

A man appeared through a cloud of dust rising from the ground.

Just seeing the shadow of a person makes your presence felt like it’s ascending.

Park Dae-yeop, President of the Association.

A suit ripped here and there.

A pitiful sight, covered in dust.

But strangely enough, there isn’t a single scratch.

Despite firing dozens of grenades.

“I mean······”

Park Dae-yeop glares at me, gritting his teeth.

“I’ve been through all sorts of things in my life, but there has never been a moment as humiliating as today!”

Kiiing, Chuck.

The steel armor transformed and covered his hand and forearm.

Park Dae-yeop rushed in at that signal.

Like a man-eating tiger.