Chapter 122
Just as the mages of this world projected the image and mechanism of a bolt to wield ‘Bolt Magic,’ Dale was no different.
“Bolt action, 「7.62mm」.”
It was unmistakably a wizard’s spell. A ‘universal image’ shared with certainty across eras and cultures, and simultaneously an otherworldly vision unimaginable to anyone in this realm.
Lying prone atop the bell tower of the small town of Polvernum, Dale manipulated his shadow cloak to mimic the shape of a firearm. As the four circles accelerated, the ‘image from another realm’ within Dale’s mind projected along his fingertips.
Sniper rifle, a rifle designed for long-range marksmanship.
Bang!
In a place where not even a breeze stirred, the ‘Shadow Cloak’ fluttered, taking the shape of a firearm according to Dale’s will.
《Shadow Rifle》.
The artifact of darkness, long since transcending mere cherished possession to become an extension of his very flesh. And Dale, wielding that artifact with effortless mastery to create whatever he desired, was the very embodiment of a high-ranking demon known as a ‘Shadow Sorcerer’.
The power of a high-ranking demon that gives substance to darkness. A realm only attained after Dale became one with the artifact of darkness through his ‘Shadow Prosthetic’.
“Reload.”
The sniper atop the bell tower pulled the trigger once more.
Bang!
Along the barrel of darkness, a single ‘Shadow Bullet’ plunged toward the head of the distant Knight of Saint Magdalene.
