Firearms in a Fantasy World

Chapter 140: Riddled with Bullets

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Bennett saw the people inside the barrier technique taking off some strange things from their backs and fiddling with them before pointing them all towards him.

What were they doing? Was that some kind of weapon?

The dark tubes in front felt somewhat familiar to him. Primitive tribes in the southern rainforests often crafted tube-shaped weapons that could shoot darts or emit poison gas.

Did they want to kill him with darts or poison gas? Haha, that's hilarious.

Bennett sneered while addressing Paul, "Mortal, your soldiers are very competent indeed. Despite using crude equipment, they possess knight-like loyalty and bravery. I wonder how you trained them."

"I admit they have caused me some minor trouble, but it ends here!"

"I'll make it clear to you. Jaden, whom you've eliminated, was my subordinate. Without him, I have to make some minor adjustments to the original plan."

"This really troubles me, a perfectionist. Suddenly, the smooth sailing feeling vanishes, and something once perfect now has flaws. So... the one responsible for this situation must die, or I'll have a knot in my heart."

"Hmph, if you want to hate, hate your own weakness. If you want to hate, hate this world. It's so cruel. The fate of the weak is at the mercy of the strong, whether it's Jaden to you or you to me, it's all the same!"

Damn, do all these villains like to talk so much? Paul glanced hatefully at the lunatic outside and whispered to the woman beside him, "When I count to three, remove this... this 'shield.'"

Ladia nodded slightly, already drenched in sweat, looking like she could collapse at any moment.

"When the 'shield' disappears, fire all at once, got it?"

"Yes, Earl!"

Outside, Bennett was still frantically pounding on the barrier. He saw Paul talking to the girl next to him and jeered, "Haha, are you saying goodbye to that whore before you die? Rest assured, I'll send you both to hell together. Traitors are more detestable than enemies!"

"Have you already tasted this little girl?"

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Paul began to count:

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

After the three words were counted, Ladia immediately spread apart her clasped hands, and their protective barrier suddenly disappeared.

Bennett was delighted, thinking that the people inside had given up resistance and he could finally rush in and slaughter them.

But at that moment, strange tubes in the hands of the opposing soldiers suddenly flashed with fire, followed by a deafening roar.

As always, one's prevention against unknown dangers cannot exceed one's accustomed cognition. This also applied to Bennett.

He was a wizard specializing in close combat, more inclined to the thrill of defeating enemies bare-handed, so he didn't usually use weapons much. However, understanding the strengths and weaknesses of the opponent's weapons was also an important prerequisite for victory. Therefore, besides mastering various spells that could greatly enhance human abilities, he also had extensive research on the weapons of this era, making him not an exaggeration to call him a master of weapons.

The team from the Greyman family neither had powerful bed crossbows nor blunt weapons for armor penetration. A Stone Skin spell was more than enough to deal with their swords and blades.