[Ancient mages infuse mana, forming rules in the material world…]
Skill explanation, skill history, usage method, usage experience.
Yuuki felt as if he was reliving a part of his life, following a certain mage to learn Reinforcement Magic, even bypassing the ‘aptitude’ barrier.
‘Isn’t this Emiya Shirou’s specialty in the Moon world?’
His understanding was clearly more peculiar than that of an Ordinary Person.
It wasn’t just information infusion; all the scenes he had ever watched flashed through his mind.
The red-haired young man held a blank piece of paper, and after releasing his magic, the paper became as hard as steel.
‘I don’t even have a Magic Circuit, yet this game can directly skip the prerequisites?’
Thud.
The pain in his shoulder jolted him awake.
His muscles tensed, and he instinctively rolled a few times to dissipate the inertia.
Yuuki pressed one hand to the ground, his face filled with shock and excitement.
Even with the cooldown restrictions, what he had sought for so long in this world was instantly obtained.
Was everyday reality separated from the supernatural by just a thin pane of glass?
What is the extraordinary?
This is the extraordinary.
It directly bestows a rule upon the player, completely disregarding the identity and bloodline of a Magician.
Wood splinters, along with dust, fell into the hallway on the first floor.
Yuuki blinked continuously, no longer able to marvel at the game’s power or his good luck; or rather, his luck was only average.
Reinforcement Magic was not considered a high-level skill in the Type-Moon world, and the ‘entry-level’ prefix made it even worse.
“But it’s still a supernatural power, after all.” He gritted his teeth slightly, turned, and ran towards the other end of the hallway, gripping his long blade tightly.
He glanced back over his shoulder while familiarizing himself with the knowledge he had just gained.
He still hadn’t seen what the enemy was, but after running about seven or eight meters, his footsteps suddenly paused, and he forcefully crashed into a nearby door.
Bang—Whoosh—
The wooden door was directly smashed open, and a giant claw suddenly extended from within the crimson moonlight, grazing Yuuki’s sleeve.
He saw five blade-like talons.
It’s it!
As a forensic science student, Yuuki recognized at a glance that this thing’s wounds matched the ones on the white college student’s chest.
He pressed one hand on the wooden floor, quickly rolled into the room, leaned his back against the wall, and kicked the wooden box in front of him towards the doorway.
He was both dodging and blocking the door, but as the sound of the wooden box colliding with the door frame reached him, his pupils froze again.
The attacker didn’t burst through the door, but rather, like a drop of water, it materialized on the wall illuminated by the crimson moonlight.
Its nearly four-meter-long body fully appeared in Yuuki’s sight.
It clung to the wall like a giant gecko, skinless, its dark red muscles exposed to the air.
Its head was even more horrifying.
It resembled a human head swollen from a giant’s view, its facial features completely unrecognizable, its skull gone, revealing its red and white brain.
A long, narrow, lizard-like tongue whipped back and forth.
His breathing stopped, and a chill ran down his spine.
Yuuki stared, and besides the fear brought by its appearance, there was also a sense of déjà vu.
A Licker?
A Licker from the Resident Evil series?
He was very familiar with this thing, and it wasn’t entirely unexpected.
If judged by the description of ‘living corpse,’ the Resident Evil series was one of Yuuki’s reference points.
But that’s not right.
Resident Evil still has the sci-fi veneer of the T-virus.
What kind of Licker can phase through a wall from moonlight?
Isn’t it known as the ‘friend of the knife’?
Science was immediately thrown to the back of his mind. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
As Ryan said, common sense was useless in the game, and that even included the common sense of him, a Transmigrator.
In that fleeting glimpse, Yuuki couldn’t think of a solution, only a string of curses flashed through his mind:
This is the Red Moon’s gift?
What’s wrong with this game!
Whoosh—Bang!
The sound of air being torn accompanied a dull thud.
Yuuki lunged sideways and saw ten deep gashes carved directly into the wall behind him by sharp claws.
The wall tiles behind his hand were torn apart.
He had never dealt with a Licker in reality, nor did he know if this one was enhanced, but just like his curse earlier:
Just slow-moving zombies would be terrifying enough.
This thing can wipe out anyone who isn’t a veteran player.
The elimination rate is too high.
But no matter how Yuuki protested, a corpse-like stench assailed him.
In mid-air, the kicked wooden chair was instantly shredded, and crimson moonlight-tinged claws came at him.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Nothing in this bedroom could withstand its destructive power.
The single bed, wardrobe, and wall lamp were immediately torn to shreds, while Yuuki retreated into a corner, his left hand pressing against the nearby round table.
Forcing out the interference of fear, time seemed to slow down in his eyes.
No complex theories were needed; it was like pressing a skill button in a game.
Structure, Synchronization, Reinforcement.
Thud—
He kicked the round table out, and the Licker lunging at him swung its claws just as before, only this time there were no wood splinters.
It was as if it had struck an iron shield, erupting in dazzling sparks.
Like punching a hard wall, as the round table slightly deformed, its massive body sank, and a few wounds burst open on its thick forearms.
This was a brief stagger, and three silver lights followed in quick succession, heading straight for its exposed brain.
Yuuki clearly wouldn’t miss this attack window.
He threw a scalpel, his hand already gripping the hilt of his sword, leaning forward like a tiger hunting prey, the light from his activated Reinforcement Magic forming an electric arc.
But he didn’t lunge forward; he remained motionless like a statue, his muscles so tense that his fingers trembled slightly.
This had nothing to do with hesitation, but rather—
Three scalpels trembled, embedded in the ceiling, while the massive monster had vanished without a trace, leaving only a severed index finger on the ground.
Hoo hoo hoo.
Besides his heavy breathing and the sound of debris falling, the room was eerily silent.
Yuuki still maintained his drawing-the-sword stance.
He had seen it clearly just now: before his scalpel could hit, the Licker had already raised its hand to bat it away, then quickly melted into the crimson moonlight on the floor, just like the girl with the blossoming head.
It was still here, just waiting for the most opportune moment to hunt.
His eyeballs darted around, sweeping over the half-severed chandelier, sweeping over the precarious wall painting.
The previous encounter had lasted less than ten seconds, and this twenty-square-meter bedroom was already a mess.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
Yuuki silently counted the time.
When he reached ‘five,’ he finally rose onto the balls of his feet, maintaining his combat stance as he slowly retreated into the hallway.
It was too foolish to confront the Licker in a cramped room. Visit novelping.com for the full chapter.
Humans couldn’t maintain concentration for long, and he hadn’t forgotten that he was still in’solo’ mode.
The hallway was spacious, and this was already the first floor, so at least he couldn’t be attacked from below.
He had already counted: it took the Licker at least one second to merge into the moonlight.
With this retreat, the feeling of being watched significantly diminished, but Yuuki dared not let his guard down until, a moment later, he sharply turned his head.
Bang—
A long gunshot echoed through the night sky, its sound as loud as a cannon.
Ryan?
Yuuki immediately pictured the veteran player’s giant revolver at his waist, then his eye twitched involuntarily.
He heard the’shush’ sound of the walkie-talkie in his pocket.
“Everyone, listen up! The gift from Hint 4 has arrived!”
Sure enough, there was more than one of these things.
It seemed the worst-case scenario had arrived.
Yuuki tried his best to stay calm, resisting the fatigue that followed the adrenaline rush.
He wasn’t sure if the veteran players found it easy to deal with such monsters, but he knew that waiting for reinforcements was impossible.
What to do?
What to do?
Sweat subtly beaded on his forehead as his brain worked at its limit, analyzing the situation.
Being in solo mode and being stalked by a supernatural monster, Mai seemed to have been scared away.
It was probably best if she didn’t come; if she could even move in the face of the Licker’s terrifying aura, she’d already won.
Yuuki licked his parched lips, first glancing at the hole in the ceiling, then at the walkie-talkie in his shirt pocket.
“Staying put is a dead end. No matter what, I need to contact the others first.”
His right hand loosely gripping the hilt of his sword, Yuuki immediately sprinted towards the stairwell.
Windows flashed past him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the red moon in the sky was still brilliant.
There was no sign of it setting; it just hung there in the night sky, casting its ominous moonlight over the land, as if only this ancient castle and the Red Moon existed in the world.
Damn it, why is this thing still motionless?
Where is the solution!
A nameless anger flared in his heart, accompanied by a strong urge to stop and fight the Licker to the death.
What’s with hiding and peeking?
Come out and fight me one-on-one!
Either you kill me, or I cut you down!
The impulse grew stronger and stronger.
Yuuki felt himself entering a strange state.
Reason commanded his body to keep moving, while impulse urged him to stop and, like a man, passionately hack at the Licker with his sword.
He knew something was wrong, yet he couldn’t adjust his mindset.
He could only forcefully suppress his anger and charge into the stairwell.
Here, due to the floors, the moonlight was slightly dimmer, and then something even stranger happened.
The anger vanished instantly, and reason returned to his mind.
At the same time, his peripheral vision caught a dark shadow on the stairs, and his body, tensed to the extreme, reacted automatically.
Clang—
His long blade unsheathed, crossing paths with a crescent-like silver gleam from the other end, but the fully swung blade instantly froze.
Yuuki felt a sting at his neck, his red eyes trembled slightly, and the scene before him was reflected in his pupils.
A steady long blade, a snow-white neck, smoothly cut golden hair, and confused azure eyes.
A girl stood on the stairs, the red moon high outside the French windows behind her.
The sharp axe in her hand was equally steady, only its blade extended, a sharp ‘petal’ pressed against Yuuki’s neck.
It was Ai.