Chapter 245: Only 19 left. (2/2)

Arima smiled at him. ”Well, if things go bad, then I may need to go back temporarily and bring Night and Karma back with me. With them, I would be at least two times stronger. But for now, I'll do what I'm the best at.”

”Which is?”

”Don't you know?” Arima smirked and summoned Superore. The double-barreled hand cannon shined. ”I was an assassin back in the days. I'm not supposed to attack up-front. It's a one-hit kill or nothing.”

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Arima's first target was the tenth Guardian. Since he had fused with Krynox, he perfectly knew where the Guardians were. Although he couldn't track their movement in real-time because Krynox was not connected to the 'World' anymore, he still managed to find his target pretty easily.

Arima stared at the red-skinned Orc who was inside a castle around fifty million miles away and mused. It was really rare to see a species such as an Orc climb to the ranks of the Guardians.

Flavio watched calmly at first but when Arima started condensing something above his hand. He started sweating.

A tremendous amount of energy and mana was being compressed inside a bullet. Arima continued until it was about to break apart. Flavio paled and took his distance. But he knew that it was useless to just step back by a few meters. The energy in that bullet could very well annihilate galaxies. Even Arima seemed to be quite tired after making it.

He sighed and slowly loaded the bullet inside Superore. Flavio watched carefully then opened his mouth. ”Are you sure it will be enough with that weapon?”

Arima snickered. ”Don't underestimate guns, Flavio. This thing can be a lot stronger than what you can imagine. Without Karma around, this guy is definitely my strongest weapon,” he said and vapor suddenly came out of his body and a green energy entered the barrel of Superore.

”That's…!” Flavio remembered something. While Arima was still limited by the magic circuits, he had managed to tear off the wings of thousands of angels through space manipulation. And now that he was free of that handicap and had acquired the Akashic Records, how much could he control? And to what extent?

Arima breathed in and pointed his gun at the Orc. He then channeled his innate energy inside his body and called two names, ”Indra Vayu, Mithandruj. Come out.”

Two phantoms immediately answered the call and manifested themselves around him. Flavio shuddered and held his breath.

Arima signaled with his eyes and the two phantoms shrieked before going inside the gun's barrel and fusing with the bullet inside. When that was done, Arima used Natus and scanned the trajectory until the Orc as well as the many magic barriers in the way.

Finally, Arima chanted something and thunder rumbled around him. Black and red lightning sparked around him and filled the gun's barrel with plasma and electricity.

”[Adducere exitium] (Bring destruction).”

”[Re vim extermina] (Erase matter).”

”[Veluta aeim, quifa quifa].”

”[Samda maa kaav].”

”[Fourth Cryptic Art, First Armament, Prod Materia Gun Metuunt Blasphemantes].”

Arima pressed the trigger and the bullet was propelled out of the barrel. The recoil made his hands tremble and even almost broke his bones. His feet had sunk in the ground and everything that was around the cannon had turned into powder.

The Orc instantly sensed something and only took half a second to spot both Arima and the bullet he had fired. The Plane Guardian saw the bullet coming toward him and sneered. It was too slow. He could dodge it without a problem. But the moment he thought this, something reached his forehead and he raised a confused voice during his last breath.

In the next instant, Indra Vayu screamed and his head exploded. The bullet also broke apart and imploded. At first, it attracted everything around it and even the sound was muffled. Then in the next second, the entire planet exploded.

Arima deployed his wings and grabbed Flavio before flying off to escape the range of the explosion. He landed on one of the moons of the enormous planet. Blended with the explosion behind him, there was an ominous presence that killed everything without discrimination.

What happened was very simple. Arima first injected raw energy into a bullet that was bound to his soul. That alone would have produced this explosion. Then he imbued the bullet with his spatial power. Before firing, he also ordered two of his Evil Spirits to go inside the bullet then used the Fourth Cryptic Art to finally attack.

When he pressed the trigger, Arima shattered every magic defense with Natus. At the same time, Mithandruj, the Spirit of Dishonesty and Lies, conjured a passive illusion on the bullet just before Arima's spatial ability teleported the bullet closer to its target.

Then finally, when the bullet touched the Orc, Indra Vayu appeared and made sure that the target died before the bullet could burst and obliterate everything around.

This was, unquestionably, the strongest bullet Arima had ever shot.

He absorbed all of the life force elatedly and grinned as he observed his clenched hand.

”Only 19 left.”