Chapter 26: [26]:Kōryū
~ I have added this Fanfic to my Patreon. If you'd like to read advanced Chapters, feel free to check it out!
~ I'm planning to increase the number of advanced Chapters to +18 this weekend!
~ I've edited some of the previous Chapters to remove anything you might consider "cringe" or "unnecessary." I'll continue reviewing them from time to time!
~ Very soon, we'll return to releasing two Chapters daily, including bonus privileges for Power Stone contributions!
<><><><>
'Pretty high levels. Definitely not trash mobs.' Issei thought as he looked them over. They also didn't have any sights mounted on their weapons or false eyes or eyepieces, so he guessed that the coast was clear.
Stepping softly, he made his way through the door and waited for the Warpfire Thrower to pass by him. It was a rather agonising wait, but it paid off. As the team passed by him, he quickly flipped his hood off, slammed the steel short sword through the hose connecting the two parts of the equipment and then stabbed the ratman holding the weapon part of the oversized flamethrower in the back of the head, dropping it with a screech of pain as it died. He turned and stabbed the flailing tank carrier in the throat before pulling his hood up and dodging away to the pillar's shadow.
You have slain [Ratman Fireteam – Warpfire Thrower]! You gain 330 EXP!
The Ratling Gun team rounded the pillar just as he did so, squeaking and whining before chattering at each other in what must have been their own language before the lead ratman pointed the muzzle of the Ratling Gun at the corpses of the Warpfire Thrower team and turned a crank, unleashing a storm of lead that perforated the bodies and ground like Swiss cheese. One round must have ignited the fuel tank, as it exploded, unleashing a massive gout of eerie green flames and an explosion that Issei could feel even from the pillar he was up against.
'Better take them out before the lead idiot decides to spray the rest of the room.' Issei thought as he flipped down his hood. Aloud, he said, "[Earth Shot]!"
The missile smashed into the body of the ratman holding the weapon, crushing the arm that turned the crank and making it screech in agony.