Chapter 999: Section 647: Eastern Observations (Part 3)
On the modern battlefield, the role of Legendary figures has been continuously diminished. In the face of blessed armor-piercing bullets, the once-praiseworthy physical resilience of a Legendary is proving inadequate. Malin has taken down powerful Chaos units more than once with the weapon in his hands – Chaos Sorcerers, for instance. These spellcasters are like iron and steel against conventional cold weapons; anyone attempting to kill a Chaos Sorcerer with a steel weapon would need to be a Transcendent, otherwise even getting close would be no more than a fantasy.
But now, an ordinary mortal soldier, as long as there’s no obstacle blocking the view between him and the Chaos Sorcerer and he happens to have a blessed bullet in his rifle, can simply pull the trigger. The blessed bullet will soar across the open plain and burrow into the brain of the Chaos Sorcerer, who will remain entirely unaware of the incoming danger.
Thus, Malin himself avoids exposing his body to any Chaos firing line. After all, besides sharpshooters, there’s another type of combatant: that lucky bastard whose shot lands better simply because fortune favors him.
Thinking of this, Malin snapped his fingers. The intelligence from Salis indicated that those bow-legged Chaos forces were rushing into the pre-set spell formation zone Malin had constructed. Malin’s snap triggered sharp stone spikes that emerged from the ground, impaling the advancing Chaos troops en masse. The spikes then transformed into massive hands that pushed the impaled Chaos deep into the earth.
With a muffled explosion, the ground erupted immediately. The Chaos troops buried just now were hurled into the air along with dirt and rubble.
"The Chaos forces have breached!" Accompanied by the destruction of an allied machine gun nest in the distance, Malin heard the warning cry echo from behind.
I warned them—though those bow-legged bastards deserve death, it’s still unwise to underestimate their marksmanship and grenade-launcher accuracy.
Mana poked its head above the trenches, confirming a large group of Chaos was advancing on their left flank, about to charge into the trench.
Old Kay took a quick glance over the edge, then roared, ordering the soldiers to fix their bayonets.