Fighting was a warrior's job. Before they walked towards the inevitable end of death, a professional warrior's goal was to become strong.
Fight for protection? Fight for one's homeland? Fight for one's country? Fight for justice? Fight for one's own people? Fight for one's own species' living space? Fight for one's own children and grandchildren? Everyone would be able to find one or more reasons to wield their swords on the battlefield.
However, the real battlefield was far crueler and more realistic. No matter what excuse or reason you used, the strong would live and the weak would die. No matter how righteous your slogans were, or how firm your beliefs were, the end result would still be death by one sword and death by two.
Those brainwashed individuals who believed that they were invincible would still be able to fight with their courage (recklessness) due to their lack of fear of death. However, in the modern era where people studied war as art, these "brave warriors" whose minds were filled with sacrifice and hot-bloodedness weren't even qualified to be cannon fodder. They would only occasionally be mentioned as a joke.
Battlefield? The strong would live and the weak would die. Such a simple and honest reality.
A bright light flashed at the center of the battlefield, just like starlight shining in the night sky.
Even the Evil God, whose concept was "eye", didn't notice this distant flash. The next instant, his Eye shattered.
There was no beginning, no process. In a straight line, the three Heretical God's Eyes silently shattered.
"Wrong, wrong, I've always been wrong. I thought that I needed to simulate an army battle in order to have combat strength. Actually, I …"
[… You're war itself. That's right, Brother. Your innate nature is war. Your ability is to transform yourself into war.]
Sometimes, the so-called experience and reality of the past weren't only steps to progress, but they were also a cage that limited one's imagination.
"How did you do it!? How did you do it with this gun!? "
Su Nanna's words were filled with disbelief. Even though she was the one who had accomplished this astonishing feat, and the ultra-long-range sniper rifle that had shattered the Evil God's Domain's defenses was right on her shoulder, she still couldn't understand what had just happened.
This sniper rifle was more than three meters long, yet it only weighed about 10 kilograms. Su Nanna had even previously treated this sniper rifle as a toy, yet it was now firing three times at a time.
"How did you do it? What's with this gun? How was it able to ignore the defense of the Evil God's domain? How was it able to ignore the effects of gravity and air? Why wasn't there a single spark? How did it achieve the range of a sniper rifle and the reaction force of a handgun … "
Rorschach moved the communicator away from his ear. The exclamation marks and professional jargon of "100,000 Whys" made his ears hurt a little.
But Rorschach knew what Su Nanna was asking. After a long silence, he squeezed out an answer.
"Actually, although this gun was made by me, I don't know how it was made …."
"Do you think I'm a fool? You're just trying to fool a child … Fine, if you say so. "
If someone else had said this, Su Nanna would have probably spat in his face. But now that she had calmed down a little, she understood that Rorschach said that he didn't know the principle behind it. That meant that no one really knew how it was done.
Science? Magic Engineering? From the very beginning, it probably didn't exist.
"So it turns out that I've always been on the wrong path. I thought that it was a good way to use my abilities, but I've actually been on the wrong path."
Previously, Rorschach had used his own understanding of how to fight. He had imitated the magic armies and magic armors of the real world, creating steel magic armors and puppet armies. He had the Holy Church's powerful individuals' souls descend upon these magic armors. Actually, he had been using only one person to perform the combat tactics of the modern magic armies.
All this time, he had been doing his best to find a real-life template for his steel creations. The more magical and scientific knowledge he learned, the less magic and divine power he would need to create his steel creations. This meant that he would have to spend less to "turn the unreasonable into the reasonable".
But actually, in this process, he had long since become anti-scientific and anti-magical.
It would be impossible for Rorschach to remember every single screw position and wire. Even if he could instantly fix the hardware, it would be impossible for him to fix the software that made the machine work.
Actually, experts had already explained this to him.
Precious divine power was enough to distort the laws of life, death, and nature. Rorschach, a Titan spellcaster, used it as a "driving force." He used the Titan's power of "creation" to allow the steel creations to bypass the unreasonable parts.
Perhaps this combat strength wasn't obvious, but this was definitely the highest level of power of the laws. It was the power of the Creator level.
And now, this gun was the application of the laws of "steel creations."
The bullet with zero friction (close to zero) ignored the effects of air resistance. It had an ultra-low mass and high hardness, which gave it a terrifying initial speed and kinetic energy.
Rorschach himself couldn't understand most of the knowledge, but he could impart it. He only needed to adjust the required material's attribute value to the highest, and then use divine power as the price to ignore all the "unreasonable" parts.
Although it was only one gun and ten bullets, it consumed the divine power of at least four battle magic armors, but the results were worth the price.
This type of weapon with no recoil and a reduced shooting range was basically a bug in the hands of a sharpshooter. Every time it flashed, several eyeballs would explode.
Su Nanna was no longer satisfied with scoring three times with one shot. She was trying to gain more.
And this was only the beginning. The most important thing was that this opened Pandora's Box, which allowed Rorschach to further master the application of his own abilities.
Lori, who had just woken up, looked at her older brother with an even stranger expression. Her seemingly excessive praise wasn't exaggerated at all.
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