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Roaring with laughter Paolo stepped back forward but Hank’s left hand had drawn his pistol with all the swiftness of lighting spraying bullets at his midsection To Hank’s surprise Paolo didn’t react at all aside from a small grunt as the bullet hit him Apparently he had decided that the best idea was to just push through the bullets

Yea Hank had fought those types before So he reached out and touched the small marbles of Mana that he put in every bullet

Mana Detonation

This time Paolo’s grunt was much louder but Hank was shocked at how little of an effect it had Some blood sprayed out of the wounds but there were none of the usual explosions of gore that resulted from this attack Generally only a monster could endure through multiple Mana Detonations without being reduced to ground beef How high was his fucking Endurance

Paolo if anything was speeding up as he rushed towards Hank It forced him to Dodge Roll to the side once and then backward in order to open up some space But even then Paolo was already there rushing forward like a bull

Paolo head slipped under the Hard Right grinning

That won’t work twice Good punch though mate I really underestimated ya But this is

Hank faded a half step backward from Paolo opening up just enough space to draw both pistols The air was humming and thumping with his heartbeat The cheers of the crowd were rising upwards towards the crescendo and Hank knew he couldn’t let it get there Firing twice Hank put a bullet directly up in the air and another towards his heart

The part of Hank that was hesitant to go as hard as he could have long ago stepped to the side to make way for the brutal vicious survivalist His head was throbbing but after the two shots he shot out the remaining four bullets in the repeater and reloaded it Without thinking about it he emptied another clip At that moment Hank knew that he had to

Congratulations You have created the Skill Hope for the Future Lvl 1

Congratulations You have created the Skill Bulletstorm ® Lvl 1

Congratulations You have created the Skill Western Justice (Un) Lvl 1

Information flooded Hank’s mind but it was too late for that Paolo had arrived

With impossible grace he shimmied to the side sliding his body through the spaces between the bullets Hank’s eyes sparkled

Bulletstorm

The Mana within the bullets detonated simultaneously shards of Mana charged shrapnel flying in every direction Paolo cursed At that moment Hank simply lowered his shoulders and leaped forward hitting Paolo in his bloody chest A few steps back and

The Lawman’s Guillotine the bullet he had shot up earlier descended

It crashed into Paolo’s shoulder inflicting the first real damage that Hank had managed likely destroying the joint and rendering his right arm useless Even so Paolo’s elbow whipped upwards striking Hank across the bridge of the nose He felt the crack and borrowed the force to open up a meter or so of space between them

Well shit Paolo said shaking his head His grin was still wide This has actually been a lot of fun hey man are you alright

Hank didn’t feel alright He swayed took another step backward and then collapsed Paolo rushed to his side as well as Kayle and Affina Kayle swore under his breath

Smart guy picked up on Intents almost instantly He probably created one during the battle This is Aether Sickness Bad the worst I’ve ever seen

The figures blurred together in Hank’s mind His head began to throb painfully He felt the blood in his body turning to sludge refusing to continue flowing forward Snatches of conversation made their ponderous way to his consciousness even as he felt himself sinking

the others

said not to contact him

athan He can

Hank Can you hear

There was darkness and coolness Some part of Hank refused to accept it but it was like a child crying out against the injustice of the sun leaving every day He was not an existence could change this outcome

Time pooled and swirled like a mischievous stream and Hank was carried slowly away But then all at once he felt a grip on him pulling him out of the darkness

His eyes flickered and then opened Above him a familiar face was sitting frowning down at him Easy this is the first time I’ve worked in such depth with a Soul Skill Your Class needed a bit of a tune of too your images were getting too strong for it which was why there was such bad feedback

Hank blinked slowly It was the child from the thorny house

You shouldn’t be here it’s dangerous Hank managed to spit out He wasn’t sure where they were but they were near the borderlands for sure Even with protection getting here

The kid Nathan laughed Oh it’s quite safe I have several protectors But you need to rest the surgery was a success you’ll recover in a jiffy

As Nathan was standing to walk away some of the words he had been saying finally got through to Hank The only reaction he could think of was to frown but Nathan noticed as he was turning away Again he only laughed

Relax I might not have much experience but I’m basically the second best at this in the world He said proudly puffing out his chest Hopefully I can become the best someday because I am a Soul Architect

Chapter 517

Ultimately Randidly believed the best decision was to reform his old As the Sun Stills Skill The physical power was something that he was currently lacking and would do a lot to increase his chances against the monsters that he expected to be coming towards him

Acri had raised the power of his weapons by a whole level giving him an increased amount of damage However that felt insufficient The Kata of the Ashen Spear was his first Skill Set and the one that had earned him the admiration of people in Shal’s world It also helped him overcome his first Judgement It could be said that this Skillset was critical to his success

It was largely set aside in his current battle tactics because he had found himself in the position of being an all rounder that excelled at controlling the opponent His spells and spearwork were very fine tuned and it allowed him to have an almost impenetrable defense while continuing to inflict blows on the opponent

Therefore the Spear Advances Ash Trails was less used as it represented committing totally But Randidly was starting to see the limitations of his control strategy Even if that continued to be his dominant battle style having a few aces in the hole never hurt

So Randidly began the rather gruesome process of healing the Skill It wasn’t an easy thing because it had continued to swell and grow during the past year or so however long it had been since it had broken Honestly Randidly was starting to have some difficulty keeping track of the time due to the Dungeons

It was also largely exhausting because it still resonated painfully whenever he touched it with his sense It was a lot like performing surgery on yourself Lucretia could help but she still had to rely on his limbs to do it so it was like he was doing it himself The pain caused him to sweat and almost lose track of time

After about four hours which was a large chunk of the time that Ghost wouldn’t be observing this area of forest Randidly leaned back with a sigh This wouldn’t work The process was too time consuming and it also left him with little knowledge of how to proceed When it came down to it

It seemed like total annihilation would be the best bet Randidly was a little unsure of how it would affect him but he knew there were likely some unintended consequences to destroying his Skill But the remnants of the broken Skill were getting in the way The best bet would to clear out the scrap and forge it anew

So the rest of the night was effectively setting a small Aether fire in his own head This was even more painful so much so that by the end of the process he had two more Skill Levels in Pain Resistance It was also a much more minutely controlled operation because if the intense burning Aether fire spread it would eat through his useful SKill causing damage that Randidly didn’t’ truly understand

At the moment it was really like he was a child playing with fire But he trusted his will and he trusted Lucretia and it went off without any significant hitches