Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 7 Mission: 02-2 Waltz

The magic-destroying bullet mixed with silver spun out of the barrel and accurately penetrated deep into the open pistil of the parasitic magic flower at the moment the muzzle flame went out.

Nero was a little surprised at her own accuracy. You know, she didn't even aim with her eyes. She fired the shot completely based on her feeling.

But the shot failed to kill the enemy.

The magic flower fell back under the impact of the bullet and struggled frantically, but it did not die completely. Instead, it waved its thorny vine tentacles and dragged the scarecrow towards Nero.

Obviously, Nero's shot did not hit the real weak point.

Nero immediately drew the other of the Light and Shadow weapons, but this time she didn't fire rashly. She had few bullets, so she had to carefully consider her target before attacking.

Facing the scarecrow rushing towards him with a knife, Nero spun around to avoid the blade, lowered his head to avoid the attacking tentacles, and then gave the scarecrow a roundhouse kick in the stomach.

Then he raised both guns, overlapped the muzzles, and fired simultaneously, hitting the clitoris which was protected by several tentacles.

"What a pity." Nero lowered his gun and muttered to himself as he watched the parasitic flower scream and lose its strength, falling from the scarecrow to the ground.

Her demon bloodline wasn't fully awakened. Not only could she not reveal her true demon form, she couldn't even use the magic power within her. Therefore, she couldn't, like the other members of the Spartan family, inject magic power into bullets to increase their power, or simply use magic power as bullets.

This is actually the state Nero starts in the game. He can use magic from the moment he gets the Yama Blade, and the use of magic is also extremely dependent on the Yama Blade itself.

There was no way around it. That was the nature of newly awakened demons. Dante could easily imbue his bullets and weapons with mana, but Nero had to consider more. At least until the Yama Blade could be used properly.

After losing the parasitic flower, the scarecrow's wounded body slowly stood up. It was the same demon that had seriously injured Nero in the town before. It looked like a rag bag holding a knife, and its interior was filled with evil demonic beetles.

At this moment, the dark beetles were overflowing from the wounds in the bag and crawling on its surface.

This low-level demon has little intelligence and is not difficult to defeat. All you need to do is create a large enough wound on the cloth bag so that it can no longer maintain its shape.

But unfortunately… Nero didn't have a weapon capable of inflicting large wounds. Without adding magic power, the Light and Shadow bullets could only penetrate the scarecrow, creating two small round holes.

So, what a pity.

"Ok?"

Nero, about to aim for another enemy, subconsciously let out a puzzled sound. Just then, the remaining two parasitic flowers controlled their host and used their broadswords to cut the scarecrow, which had escaped the parasite, into three pieces.

She hadn't expected these demons to start a fight. It seemed the forest lord had a strong control urge, unwilling to allow any unruly creatures, even demons, to appear in his territory.

The crushed beetles dissipated in a reddish-black mist, while those still intact scattered. Nero twirled the gun in his hand, took a deep breath, leaned forward, and charged out like a cheetah.

Her long golden hair billowed like a cape, reflecting the sunlight filtering through the shattered ceiling, making Nero look like a flash of lightning. She approached an enemy, leaped into the air, stepped on the scarecrow's knife joint, and dodged an incoming tentacle, letting the blade-like tip pierce her hair.

Then, with his right hand, he restrained another thrashing tentacle, knelt down and pinned the filthy sack. With his left hand, he pressed the base of the flower and pulled the trigger three times, smashing the flower's bud to pieces. Another one taken care of.

Nero rolled away from the scarecrow and kicked it towards the last demon infested by the magic flower. Before the unfortunate creature could even rise, it was pierced by a long knife and torn in two. The beetles struggled to push against the rag bag, but the magic flower crushed several more of their companions before they resigned themselves to their fate and fled into the sewers.

the last one.

This one can no longer be used to kill someone else. After killing the parasitic magic flower, Nero must deal with the remaining scarecrow himself.

"There are still three bullets on the left and five on the right."

This calculation didn't take much thought for Nero, as her attention remained fixed on the demon across from her. The demon was keeping its distance, moving laterally around Nero, probing her.

Nero moved at the same time as it.

The magic flower used its tentacles to support the ground, jumped high like a pole vault, and the blade fell towards Nero's head.

Nero charged forward, instantly escaping the scarecrow's landing point. Then, as before, she leaped up, spun in mid-air, and aimed her two guns at the demon flying in mid-air, unable to dodge.

"Bang, bang, bang."

The rhythm of a waltz echoed through the abandoned church. Nero, using the recoil to spin his body, fired three shots in a row: left hand, right hand, left hand, completing a three-beat measure.

The demon tried to raise his sword to block the bullet, but unfortunately, Nero's first shot hit the scarecrow's "hand" holding the sword. As the linen was torn by the bullet, the heavy sword was torn off the body under gravity and fell to the ground.

The next two bullets hit the core of the parasitic flower perfectly, taking away its vitality.

Petals fluttered, and Nero landed gracefully, spinning half a circle before dropping to one knee to break free from the inertia. Her long skirt blossomed on the church floor, like a flower missing a petal, the color of blood.

Sunlight streamed down the church floor, illuminating the dust kicked up by the fight and transforming the scene into a painting. Unfortunately, the demon didn't appreciate the beauty of the painting. The scarecrow, now weaponless, shook off its parasite and staggered to its feet, disrupting the harmony in the church.

It instinctively rushed towards the nearest living creature, the only living person in the church, and was kicked away by Nero.

"I feel like he would be a suitable sandbag if hung up." Nero savored the impact of the kick and made a little joke that the demon didn't understand.

The scarecrow flew out, rolled twice on the ground, and was kicked again, crashing directly into the wall. When it landed again, it was stepped on by a small round-toed leather shoe.

Nero looked at the demon at his feet, raised the long knife he had just picked up, which originally belonged to the scarecrow, and stabbed it down fiercely as if to vent his anger.

The beetles inside the bag immediately went into a frenzy, struggling frantically along with the bag itself. But Nero simply twisted the handle of his knife and thrust the blade forward, nearly severing the scarecrow in half.

The beetles inside could no longer maintain their integrity and poured out of the wound like a tide. Nero silently watched the demon at his feet, which had become motionless, loosened his grip, and turned away.

(End of this chapter)