My Magical System

Bang! Bang! Bang!

“Ngh!”

“Gwa!”

“GOOORRR!”

Three gunshots reverberated, and three screams rang.

“Eh?”

.....

“What is that?”

“Artefact?”

“Weapon?”

The soldiers who had a glance at their commander asked curiously. What was that their commander was holding?

Eman saw a bandit enveloped himself with a magical aura. He pointed the gun and retreated the Finger Bullet skill. When he pulled the trigger, he noticed the bullet traveled straight towards the bandit.

The bandit staggered. Like he was hit with a stone. Eman narrowed his eyes. He wondered what kind of spell the bandit was using. It was surprising that the bullet failed to penetrate his human skin.

Perhaps, it was a spell that fortified his skin. In that case, there were limits that the gun’s bullet could penetrate.

Well, it was only a little experiment. After the bullet failed to penetrate the beast’s skin a while ago, he had a suspicion that maybe there was an exception. That’s why when he saw a bandit enveloped with magical energy, he tried shooting it without the help of Finger Bullet skill.

Thus, his suspicion was proven right. Based on what he saw regarding the bandit skill, Eman believed it was a spell that hardened one’s skin and strengthened himself.

Therefore, he was the right target of his experiment. Maybe some high-powered firearms could penetrate it. But the AK-47 pistol in hand failed to do it. Regardless, it wasn’t sure if the much higher caliber guns could do it.

The bandit glanced around with question marks floating on his head. When he saw Eman pointing the gun at him, the bandit knitted his brows while wearing a confused face. He must be wondering what he was holding.

But since he was pointing it at him, he recognized that it was Eman who did it. The one who threw or shot something at him.

“YOOOUUUU!!!” The bandit shouted angrily in an overbearing voice. Then he bolted towards him, leaving his opponent in front of him.

The soldier sighed in relief. He almost died just now.

Looking at the aura around the bandit, Eman believed that this one wasn’t an ordinary bandit. But he could not sense a demonic aura from him. Probably, an elite bandit only.

He summoned his Finger Bullet skill. Then, *Bang!* before the bandit could reach him, it suddenly stopped. On his forehead, a hole was visible.

It fell on the ground. It seemed like nothing unordinary just happened. There was only a charging elite bandit and died in a second when a hole appeared on his forehead.

Eman glanced around him and noticed Demyul and the others with stunned faces.

He threw a dagger-look at them. “What are you doing?” Eman asked angrily. “Attack!” He shouted.

Demyul and the others were startled. Seemingly just awakened from a nightmare.

“Y-Yes, Commander!”

A bead of sweat materialized on Eman’s face. He wondered what these people were dazing over. There were still many opponents while they were just in a doze.

Even with the gun in his hand, it wasn’t enough to kill them all. And he needed to use his Finger Bullet skill to kill those enemies who used skin-hardened ability.

Demyul and his subordinates had no idea what kind of scary weapon the commander was using, but they saw a light of hope in this chaotic battlefield.

Although still tired from the long battle, their morale had risen once again.

“Let’s kill them!” Demyul shouted as he charged towards the enemy.

He had no clue where his weapon was a while ago, but they had a substitute inside the spatial ring. Demyul and produced another sword and swung it at the surprised bandit in his path.

“YAAAAH!!!”

SHING!

A diagonal wound appeared on the enemy’s torso that caused him to die instantly. Henry and the others also brandished their weapon and killed a bandit.

Seeing it, Eman nodded. Well, that’s good. Then, from his side, a bandit came swinging his sword at Eman. He swayed to evade. At the same time, he stored back the toy gun and summoned his Killing Sword. The changing of weapons happened in an instant as he was already used to it. After his successful evasion, he waved the sword then directly sliced the enemy.

Bang!

He shot another round to his side without looking at it. His perception was telling him that an enemy was charging at him from that direction.

The enemy was hit in the eyes and the bullet penetrated his skull.

Yet, another enemy fell, lifeless, with confused face, on the ground after another round of that weird sound.

Eman ran towards the group of bandits surrounding the two soldiers. At the same time, killing the enemy in his path, using the sword and pistol.

“Hmm...” One of the bandits narrowed his eyes to Eman.

Bang!

“Eh?!” He was startled by the sound. But after that, he heard a scream nearby. When he glanced at where the outcry was coming from, he saw one of his comrades with a hole on his head. The same thing happened to the others. The object that the enemy was holding, whenever it howled, one of his comrades died on the spot.

“Dammit! What is that thing?” He asked himself. He felt suspicious about it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

“Jeeeii!” He exclaimed in fright. Afraid that the next victim of it was him. Sweats were pouring on his face as he scanned around him.

His face brightened up when he saw one of the Sacrileges crushing two soldiers. He then trotted towards him.

However, he was a little skeptical. This person was the scariest member among the Sacrileges. That person has the habit of crushing his opponent in his hand. Also, whenever he was in a bad mood, he would kill on the spot whoever annoyed him. This person was known as the Skull Crusher Rowdy.

He was a man who stood at the height of seven feet and three inches with a stone-like muscle and chest that seemed like it was made of metal.

“Boss! Boss Rowdy Si–!” No matter what, he must report it. However, before he could finish his words, his head was grabbed.

“.....”