Chapter 41 - Pure Damage!

Bang-Dem! The gun which weighs approximately 24 kilos when Aeyai scanned, no wonder I was damn tired.

The barrel was almost as long as my arm: from the elbow to the slender fingertips.

For the past days I have been concealing its gloriousness in a holster which I strapped underneath my baggy hoodie and as I reached and held out it's colossal glory, my eyes beamed as I apologized, "Sorry for neglecting you My love!"

And with the apology taken care of I thanked the blunt man who gave it to me, "The Rich of Wilhilm!" I named him.

I never did wonder why he gave me his masterpiece for free or was it he who made it? Who cares? I sure as hell don't give a rats fuck to know whoever made it, thanking him was enough for only I could tame this beautiful beast.

Who else but a handsome Magus.

I could feel it being lighter as I hoist it around, here there and over my head I aimed, my stats were heavily getting more noticeable more and more, although they never changed or brought more oomph to my muscles.

"Wait! Why didn't you tell me about this beauty that time?" I asked Aeyai about the time I had first grasped my gun in my little fingers embrace.

<Master was engaged in a consequential moment!>

"Ah! Okay understandable but what about the night then, everything was calm!"

<To apply Master's spell in Bang-Dem first chant the spell!>

"I asked you a question!" I growled to the annoying system.

<Then, direct your focus on the wand!>

"Wait! Wa-Wa-Wait!" said I, as Aeyai waited, I peeked a cheeky eye from the side and gently I teased, "You forgot didn't ya?"

<.....!>

"Aha! You motherfu-, You forgot! Wahahahah!"

I was at bliss with my laughter as I knew I got a one-up on my own system.

<Master?>

She then said.

"What? You apologizing?"

<...>

She pauses.

"Go on! I'm an adult at this stuff!" I gave her or anywhere she was a tranquil smile which would ease any soul, slightly pitying the system for her error.

<You have a window of only four seconds to fire a bullet after you have enchanted it with your spell. Failure to meet the requirements would simply null the shot as a regular bullet with physical damage.>

She continued to explain and It wasn't at all what I expected, this frenemy was a tough one.

With straight simple lines for eyes, I yielded my deep throbbing desire to see her apologize, "Okay!" I muttered.

I then find it time to hopefully shatter this shard, not taking any chances for I only have six bullets, hopefully all of them were enough to slay this damned hellspawn.

So my smarts decided to aim for the very bottom of the bud where the red roots like veins were connected with the heart, for the barely showing place was leaner and more vulnerable.

"Focus on Bang-Dem!" I repeated Aeyai's words with an eye closed and the other slightly narrow for a better aim.

Casted out and aimed, the gun was hugely disproportionate for yours truly.

"Chant the spell!"

"Fireball!"

Not much was different from whence I casted Fireballl with my finger-gun, only two differences were there; First: the specks of fire or the energy as I always felt and see in my finger tips when casting it now need not appear, instead they radiate in Bang-Dem, the pure black metal now glowed with a red hue.

It was rather cool! Nay! Ultra cool!

Second: The awesome ball of fire need not fire itself right away as they hued in Bang-Dem and I was granted four short seconds until the spell faded away.

"Then! I shoot?"

<Affirmative!>

"BANG!" I roared, It was always a necessity to scream out what a Magus does, if not what's the point of names?

*Bang!*

As the gun recoiled my arm folded but only slightly for my stats in my strength attributes served me well.

The sound was yet again thunderous as it ricocheted throughout the massive cave or the belly of the serpentine Hellspawn.

<HIT!>

<You dealt 600 dmg!>

"C'mon!!!" I gritted my teeth for the smoke to past, hopeful to see if there was any damage in the shard, "Just a dent? Even a tiny one! Just a toothpick of a DENT, C'MON!"

As the smoke faded away, my eyes almost teared from joy, the massive BANG from Bang-Dem left a slight crack with sprinkles of the red shard falling a many shattered pieces.

"Hahahah!! Squirm you motherfucker!"

"Wait! You would've squirmed right after I shot your heart?!"

I scratched the itch in my head, "Don't they feel pain?"

"Eh! Whatever!" I shook my head, "Okay! That's 600 dmg done! How many left?"

My question was unanswered, "Aeyai?"

<Master! As Aeyai stated before!>

<The damages and stats that Aeyai had showed from the day of your first Quest derived from Master's understandment of perks and power-borns levels!>

"Oh!!" I nodded thy beautiful head.

"And since I've never known about these cunts, you cannot give me the stats!"

<Affirmative!>

"Aw!! I felt a gloomy doomy Aeyai!" I teased, with puckered lips making a baby face.

<.....>

"Don't worry baby! Cause Daddy has a plan!" I smiled, with a bright glint in my teeth.

"Can I change my title to Brutal executioner?"

<Affirmative!>

"Change it!"

<Title: Brutal Executioner is equipped!>

"So that's a hundred percent crit chance and a fourty percent CD reduction,"

"But!!! the multiplier for the critical rate is like unclear, which only means my fourth shot would likely be the only hundred percent for both the rate and the hit chance, my dex is fourty and I just dealt six-hundred damage which means my fourth shot would deal???" I mused, "Twenty-something thousand? I don't even wanna know how much it would be.... but,, Hum!"

I knew that I now only had five shots to kill a Hellspawn whose HP was a mystery.

"My Fireball is my only heavy hitting spell, the cooldown from all my rewards plus my title would allow me to cast the spell twice during my title buff is active, which means I can't use it with my fourth shot."

<Affirmative!>

"Whatever! Let's kill this damn thing! Lady Luck please kiss me now!" as I looked on above.

"Fireball!"

Casting my arm out, I aimed Bang-Dem yet again.

*BANG!*

<Crit: You dealt 10383 pure dmg!>

"WOAH! I knew that felt good in my ass!"

I squeezed the trigger right after, for my third booming shot.

*BANG!*

<Crit: You dealt 2002 dmg!>

*BANG!*

Only If my Fireball spell would've been out of cooldown, the pure damage I would've dished out would be huge, and as my little finger squeezed the trigger for the fourth.

*BANG!*

<CRIT: YOU HAVE DEALT 24000 PURE DMG!>

"Motherfucking!! BRING IT ON!"

As luck would have me, the fourth shot critically strike with the rate of a Hundred percent of my current points on Dexterity.

And Boy! Did it feel great.

I couldn't tell how much damages I needed more. I couldn't tell how much I had shattered the shard more as the smoke from the hit was thick.

But I knew I did a number on the shard and now comes my fifth shot.

*BANG!*

<HIT!>

<Crit: You dealt 3200 dmg!>

<Skill: Fireball. Is now ready!>

"Fireball!"

Bang-Dem was once again lit with the red hue of my flames.

I chanted, with not a time to waste and I squeezed my trigger for the last deafening boom.

*BANG!*

<Notice: Brutal executioner is up!>

<HIT!>

<CRIT: YOU DEALT 24000 PURE DMG!>