Chapter 140: Shot to Death
Chapter 140 – Shot to Death
Barnett saw the people inside the wall masking technique unclasp something strange from their backs, pounding on it for a while before turning it on him in unison.
What were they doing with that? Was that a weapon of some sort?
The blackened tube in front of him struck him as somewhat familiar; primitive tribes in the southern rainforests often crafted tubular weapons capable of firing darts or spewing poisonous gas.
Could it be that they wanted to kill him with darts or poison gas? Haha, laughing.
Barnett said to Paul while laughing fiercely, “Mortal, your soldiers are all competent, obviously using rudimentary equipment but with knightly loyalty and valor, I really don’t know how you trained them.”
“I’ll admit they’ve caused me a little trouble, but that’s as far as it goes! “
“I’ll let you all die with a clear conscience, the Gaden you eliminated was one of my men, and without him I’ll have to do some minor tinkering with the original plan.”
“This is really distressing to me as a perfection obsessive compulsive disorder patient ah, the feeling of smooth sailing is suddenly gone, the original incomparably beautiful things suddenly appear flawed, so …… you who caused this status quo must die, otherwise I have a lump in my heart.”
“Hmph, if you want to hate, hate your own weakness, if you want to hate, hate this world, it is so cruel, the fate of the weak is arbitrarily taken by the strong, Gaden’s in your case, your case in my case, are so!”
What the heck do these villains like to ramble on about? Paul glanced hatefully at the madman outside and whispered to the female counselor beside him, “Later, I’ll count one, two, three, and you’ll undo this …… this ‘cover’.”
Lardy nodded slightly, she was already sweating profusely and felt like she wouldn’t be able to hold out at any moment.
“As soon as the ‘hood’ is gone, you all fire in unison, understood?”
“Yes, Lord Earl!”
Outside, Barnett was still frantically hammering away at the bikeshield when he saw Paul speaking to the girl next to him and voiced out a flirtation:
“Haha, are you saying goodbye to that bitch before you die? Don’t worry, I’ll send you all to hell together, traitors are more hated than enemies!”
“Have you already tasted this chick?”
……
Paul started counting:
“One!”
“Two!”
“Three!”
At the count of three, Lardy immediately spread her joined hands apart, and the wall covering that had protected them suddenly disappeared.
Barnett rejoiced, thinking that the people inside had given up their resistance and that they could finally rush over and kill them.
Just then, the strange tube in the hands of the soldiers on the other side suddenly flashed with fire, and then there was a roar in his ears.
It was still the same saying that one could not take precautions against unknown dangers beyond one’s usual cognizance, and the same applied to Barnett.
He is a sorcerer specializing in melee combat, because he is obsessed with the thrill of defeating the enemy with his bare hands, he doesn’t use weapons much on weekdays, but knowing the strengths and weaknesses of the weapons in the hands of the other side is also an important prerequisite for victory, so in addition to mastering a variety of spells that can greatly enhance the capabilities of the human body, he also has an extensive study of the weapons of the current era, and to say that it is a master of weaponry is also not too much to ask.
The Gleiman family’s team of men had neither powerful bed crossbows nor armor-breaking blunt weapons, and a [Stone Skin Spell] was more than enough to deal with their swords and knives.
In order to guard against the opponent’s only bowman, he also cast a [Danger Sense].
And with his own [Giant Strength Technique], the opponent’s soldiers were even more like babies.
No matter how you think about it, there won’t be any problems ah!
However, just as the roar sounded from the opposite side, Barnett suddenly felt a wave of panic, this was the [Danger Sense] alerting his brain.
The [Danger Sense] works before the danger is certain to come, for example, if someone shoots the caster with a bow and arrow, there will be no alarm when aiming, only when the bow is opened and the arrow is shot, and with the trajectory of the arrow’s movement it is certain to hit the caster, only then will the caster be able to sense the danger.
And how great a danger was it that could make him panic? He had never encountered it before.
The speed of a normal bow and arrow was only 50-90m/s, and the kinetic energy was generally less than 200 joules.
With this “slow” speed, Barnett could easily avoid this danger with the agility he had practiced for a long time. Barnett would never have guessed that there was a weapon far lighter and easier to handle than a crossbow, capable of shooting a metal projectile at a muzzle velocity of 300-400m/s, and endowed with a kinetic energy of nearly 2,000 joules.
This is the musket, in front of which even real plate armor is as good as paper mache.
He didn’t really know the concepts of kinetic energy, initial velocity and such, but such a terrifying weapon didn’t exist in his knowledge.
At this distance, all ten bullets hit their targets, and their speed was so fast that just as soon as [Danger Sense] kicked in, Barnett felt a sharp pain coming from his abdomen and legs, and it was too late to react.
Questions bubbled up in the sorcerer’s mind, “What happened?”
He subconsciously looked towards his abdomen where the sharp pain sensation was emanating from, and a horrifying sight was reflected in his eyes.
His own stomach had been opened up with several large holes, and blood was continuously bubbling out, accompanied by the gushing of blood and dripping out …… intestines?
Barnett’s brain a dizzy, “clang” sound, the whole person fell to the ground.
How is it possible?
What kind of weapon is that?
Why didn’t my [Stone Skin Technique] work?
The sorcerer recalled what he had just experienced in that instant, right at the moment when the roar sounded from across the room, it was as if he had been punched hard several times, and then the burning sensation, sharp pain, and numbness quickly attacked his entire body.
He struggled to stand up, yet his thighs, which were also shot, could not exert any strength, only endless pain and numbness.
What made his scalp more numb was that along with his struggling body, his own intestines dripped out from the wound in his abdomen.
Fear instantly took over the sorcerer’s entire brain, he hadn’t felt this way in a long time.
“No! This isn’t real!”
Barnett shouted with a sobbing voice as he grabbed out his intestines with his right hand, which was still able to move, and stuffed them into his stomach before covering them tightly.
However, he had more than one wound on his stomach, blocking one hole and another, no matter how hard he tried it wouldn’t help.
The more blood flowed, the sorcerer’s consciousness began to blur, and his heart beat slower and slower.
“I am …… I am …… Barnett of the Secret Society, I am …… a powerful mage!”
“How …… can I …… lose to a mortal!”
At the end of his life, Barnett’s fear gradually dissipated, leaving only endless unwillingness.
“I still …… have …… many things to do ……”
“I ……”
Finally, he stopped breathing, his arms fell helplessly, and his eyes, though not closed, lost their last glimmer of light.
……
“Snap!” “Snap!”
The shots rang out again, and Barnett’s body took two more bullets.
Since the enemy was so evil this time, Paul was uneasy enough to have the soldier add two more shots.
Looking at the other party lying motionless on the ground, he exhaled a large breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
It looked like the other party had completely hung up.
(End of chapter)