Starting with the defeated female knight

Most of them missed.

This is normal.

After all, not all the advanced professionals in Dawn City are archers, and despite the Chimeras' bulky appearance, their flight speed is quite high. Coupled with the delay caused by the long distance, it would be abnormal for most of the arrows to hit.

However, although they failed to hit the target or cause any damage, the mages did not pay attention to the results of this round of shooting after the shooting. Instead, they focused their attention on the arrows that missed and flew into the sky, and clenched their fists slightly.

Can it be successful?

It's starting to fall, it's starting to drift, it's starting to lock onto the target!

Yes, a very strange scene unfolded.

Those arrows that missed their mark did not fall directly to the ground after falling from the sky; instead, they flew in strange arcs, heading back towards the chimeras.

Or rather, the places on the chimera's body that were hit by the magic beams.

Magic-induced reaction, paired with induced arrows.

This is something that the mages created after settling in Dawn City, combining it with Dawn City's technology. It has even been used in firearms, but its effect is currently not as good as that of arrows.

Green hadn't expected that, with firearms technology still relatively underdeveloped, he would have already created automatic aiming and magical ammunition by combining it with the native technology of this world.

While it wouldn't be accurate to say this thing is incredibly powerful, it does perfectly fill the gap in Dawn City's current need for precision, especially its effectiveness against air targets. As a result, Green has adopted it as an air defense unit.

Arrows rained down, followed by a new round of shooting from the ground.

Furthermore, this time, the archers preemptively lured the target before firing, directly using arrows with homing capabilities.

puff puff-

Thump thump thump——

First, they were pierced by arrows from both sides. Although they did not cause immediate fatal damage, they knocked down all the chimeras.

【man! 】

After they landed on the ground, before the chimeras could react, the shotgun squad, which had been waiting for a long time, rushed up.

Although its range is very short, its accuracy is ridiculously low, and its theoretical power isn't particularly strong, but...

bang bang bang-

"Go talk to my sanctified bullet fragments!"

"What chimera? I thought it was a speed bump."

"If one shot doesn't kill it, then two; if two shots don't kill it, then three; if three shots don't kill it, then keep firing. Even if each shot only manages to scrape off a layer of skin, we must peel it off layer by layer!"

As it turns out, even at close range, the damage inflicted on the Chimera by the Sanctified Shotgun is quite limited, only enough to penetrate its skin.

But as mentioned above, precisely because of this, the Chimeras suffered even more cruel torment, as if they were being slowly skinned alive. Their proud regeneration and mutation abilities not only failed to work under the constant bombardment, but instead became the source of their suffering.

Unable to live, unable to die, surrounded by a swarm of humans like ants, they were smashed and burned layer by layer.

Finally, amidst painful screams, it writhed and died like a maggot.

Seeing this, some of the elderly people in the camp had slightly changed expressions.

He glanced at the shotgun in his hand, then at the almost melted corpse in front of him.

Those monsters that were once a nightmare during the demonic tide can now be easily killed by them in this way.

Even when you see it with your own eyes, it still feels like a dream, as if you've lived in another world.

However, although the Chimera was forced to crash, the danger was not over.

Even with the support and obstruction of artillery positions, the flowing gray fog and tides still surged into the mountains, rushing towards the defensive line formed by nobles and church knights.

"Musketeers, fire!"

Upon approaching, the musketeers on the hillside aimed at the gray fog's defensive line and unleashed a barrage of fire.

Although it did cause damage and obstruction, the effect was not very strong.

Just then, as the gray fog and waves were about to reach the defensive line.

Behind the defensive line, the church's pastors chanted incantations together.

Then, accompanied by surging holy power, a light screen even wider and more solid than when Edith used it before suddenly appeared, crushing towards the waves and gray mist in front of it.

The holy flames burned, the gray mist dissipated, and the monsters that couldn't retreat in time were burned to ashes.

Furthermore, as it passed through the sacred materials that had fallen earlier, including cannonballs and projectiles, the sacred wall left behind points of light that continuously linked together, like nodes, making the sacred wall even more solid, like an iron curtain shrouding the edge of the mountain range, preventing anything from advancing an inch.

The magnificent figure still did not make any rash moves, but the gray mist around him gradually turned purple.

In the waves beneath our feet, there were also some deep purple figures.

Purple clouds began to gather, and venom rained down from the sky, corroding the earth. Even the drops that fell onto the light screen in front of them created small pits.

The priests' faces began to turn pale, and the deep purple beings tore open a crack in the light barrier, leading their races as they continued their advance towards the mountains.

But this time, before the monsters could travel far, the nobles began their operation.

The team, consisting of four people, launched an attack as soon as the monsters entered and before they formed a line.

Swords flashed, chains bound, and hammers pounded.

Through the tacit cooperation developed over this period, even a small team whose combined combat strength is no less than that of the monsters in front of them can easily restrain and kill them.

Even after the fighting had gone on for a while and the number of monsters had increased, these nobles did not stubbornly refuse to retreat as before. Instead, after confirming that the front line was unstable, they quickly communicated with each other and then retreated together. They even signaled to the fire support forces behind them during the retreat, requesting a round of fire coverage for cover.

This was something they would never have even considered before.

"The equipment in Dawn City is really useful."

"Especially that bomb gun, tsk tsk, although it can only fire one or two shots at most, its power..."

As he spoke, a giant rock monster emerged, raising its massive fist dripping with venom.

This monster was difficult for the nobles to deal with, since they were generally melee fighters and it was quite inconvenient for them to deal with such a large and poisonous monster.

But now, after confirming that this thing was difficult to deal with in close combat, one of the nobles facing him directly pulled out a bomb gun, gripped it with both hands, got into position, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

A burst of flames erupted.

Even though they were prepared, the nobles were still thrown off balance by the recoil and some were even cut by the aftershocks of the explosion.

In exchange, after the smoke cleared, the monster on the other side lost its upper body, and after wriggling for a moment, it slowly collapsed to the ground.

This is the power of the improved and refined explosive powder.

With a range of ten meters and an explosion radius of fifteen meters, the recoil is so strong that it can send people flying into the air. Moreover, the number of these weapons is extremely small. Not only can Green provide and manufacture them in small quantities, but the only people who can survive using them are these beastly nobles.

But the nobles had no complaints about this; in fact, they felt very proud.

So what? Doesn't that just prove that only those of noble blood are worthy of such a powerful weapon?

However, due to their small quantity and unstable nature, making them difficult to store, each of them only had one bullet in their gun. Only a very few who performed exceptionally well in the dungeon were given an extra bullet.

As the gray fog was suppressed by the Holy Wall, the chimeras were shot down by mages, and now even the familiars were suppressed by the nobles.

The magnificent figure finally began to lose his composure.

The gray fog began to contract and condense towards the mountains.

One by one, the corpses were awakened, pulled apart, and coalesced.

Finally, He even tore off a piece of His own body and threw it into it.

With a nauseating sound, a chimera, as large as a small mountain, began to take shape.

At the same time, the condensed gray mist transformed into a human form and slowly opened its eyes.

In an unnoticed corner, a shadow gathered, bypassing the light barrier, and crept behind the nobles, its claws gradually growing.

But the next second, a petite figure emerged from the shadow behind it, pinned it down with its claws, and dragged it back into the shadows.

Then came the sound of broken chewing.

The humanoid figure formed from the gray mist strode forward, easily passing through the light barrier, and turned its gaze to the priests who were struggling to hold on.

The next moment, it suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had changed direction and appeared in front of the priests.

A hand formed from condensed gray mist, carrying undisguised malice, reached out towards them.

but......

boom.

The ball of light exploded inside its body; had it not dodged in time, most of its body would have been blown apart.

A beautiful young woman emerged from the shadows, wearing a large black robe, the golden double helix emblem gleaming in the sunlight.

"It's not a physical entity, huh? That looks like things are getting a little more complicated..."

The girl smiled, communicating with the tentacle lining attached to her robe where no one else could see, feeling the continuous infusion of power, and her smile grew even brighter.

Then, she took out her holy book, but unlike before, this holy book was now covered with wriggling tentacles.

Those were tentacles she cultivated with her own power; they could not only store power, but also strengthen her connection with the Holy Scripture and Grin.

Stop playing around.

[Kill him directly to avoid any unforeseen circumstances]

"of course."

I lightly wiped my fingers across the tentacles on the surface of the sacred text.

Without even needing to use incantations, a dozen orbs of holy power appeared around her and shot towards the gray-mist man.

The next second, the gray mist dissipated again, and when it reappeared, it was already behind her, reaching out to her back.

but......

Did I let you touch her?

Tentacles surged forth from beneath the black robe, entangling, covering, and finally devouring the gray mist figure before it could even dissipate again.

Meanwhile, the giant chimera launched an attack, not only smashing through the light barrier made of holy power, but even the nobles, with their bomb guns, could not inflict any effective damage on it.

It's not that it's invincible, but rather that it's too big. Combined with the Chimera's regenerative and mutation abilities, any damage dealt to it is like a tickle.

The giant chimera began its advance, and the defensive line was gradually pushed back. Even Edith, who had an almost unlimited supply of holy power, could only slow down its advance with a barrage of shots.

After this is over, I need to find a way to learn a Great Miracle that deals damage or cleanses...

She thought so.

But it doesn't really matter, since this isn't her forte.

Moreover, there is someone who desperately needs this monster to prove the appeal of his research.

"Mark the Magic Prism first, yes! That's the spot!"

"Everyone, get moving! Turn the power up to maximum and remove all safety restrictions!"

Under Uri's command, a building resembling an obelisk began to operate. Then, she went to the core room, reached into the instruments, supplied magic power, and calculated the model.

Magic purity 56, resolution 34, frequency is...

Purify the magic, build a model, and perform initial transformation...

Further refinement, model construction complete, conversion progress 68%, preheating begins...

Then, aim.

"It's time to show those idiots what real skill is!"

boom!

As the light distorted, a pure, destructive torrent of magic converged from the top of the spire, initially only the size of a fist, then rapidly expanding to several meters, or even more than ten meters.

Although it is only a basic megastructure, or even strictly speaking, only a component of a proper megastructure.

But when the enemy saw its power, even the nobles immediately turned tail and ran away, cursing as they ran.

"I knew those damn mages would do this!"

"Could you talk to that ancient god and have those crazy mages locked up?"

But what they didn't know was that Uri was also a little panicked at that moment.