The Novel's Extra (101-200)

Chapter 165 - Jungle (2)

Looking at the man in front of me, I fell in thought.

I didn't know his ability. I couldn't detect any change in setting either. Was it because he was too strong? Or was it because he wasn't in the original story?

But regardless of what his Gift was, there was no reason for me to be scared inside the Tower.

Although I couldn't guarantee victory, I had no confidence in losing like I said before.

"I guess you're right."

The man retorted. His expression was constantly changing. His glaring eyes were filled with killing intent, and his small smile was like that of a serpent.

"I shouldn't do something if I'm going to feel sorry about it...."

Suddenly, the man's body flickered.

Although it happened instantaneously, I could capture the change in his body.

His body had transformed into magic power.

"Yeah, it was my bad."

The man murmured to himself, then suddenly burst out into laughter. The corners of his mouth were practically hanging on his ears.

I held up my gun.

At the same time, the man transformed into a current of magic power and flew back.

"What..."

I wasn't mistaken. He definitely transformed into magic power. However, he was slow enough that I could trace his movements with my eyes.

I pulled the trigger.

One. Two.

Two bullets passed through his body.

On the third bullet, however, I utilized Stigma to infuse the bullet with an anti-magic attribute.

"Uup!"

The bullet struck his shoulder. His body materialized and fell on the ground.

"...That hurt."

Sitting upright, the man rubbed his wounded shoulder.

I also remained calm and transformed the Desert Eagle into its assault rifle mode. After infusing more bullets with an anti-magic attribute, I approached him.

[The administrator of the second floor, 'Luke', is watching you.]

However, I could feel the administrator's gaze falling on me.

I flinched slightly but still pointed my gun at the man.

"It's not easy having my power restricted."

The man got up and sighed.

"Ehew, fine, I'll admit it. You're the strongest person in here. My shoulder hurts so much, I can barely move."

I could feel sincerity from his words.

"I should have brought a gun too. My weapon is so heavy that I can't even hold it yet."

The man grumbled and slowly moved.

Meanwhile, I thought about the system alert I got. It said Luke was 'watching'. Since the alert wasn't a warning, I judged that it was fine to fire another bullet.

While I was thinking, the man had walked over to his companion, the woman who threw a dagger at me. She seemed to be heavily wounded as she was clutching her chest and gasping for breath.

"Lacors..."

The man murmured something, and ancient language began to be engraved on the ground below him.