Chapter 717

Chapter 717

The Dark Elf tribe’s encampment was still bustling with activity. The majority of Dark Elves were busy clearing away the bodies of Wood Elves or salvaging usable equipment. Of course, the Three Musketeers were nowhere to be found. They had more important matters to attend to than showing interest in the items dropped by their enemies.

Relying on the faint light of a blurry fire within the chieftain’s quarters, the three individuals leaned in to listen.

“We have found everything you asked about. If there are any documents, it’s just a matter of finding and reading them, so it wasn’t too difficult.”

“Wow! I’ve heard Dark Elves are the keepers of records! Truly fascinating.”

... It might be better not to give such backhanded compliments.”

“I, I meant it when I said I was happy!”

Speaking with a grumble, the trio sat in front of the chieftain. Meanwhile, Luger knelt a bit further away, leaning against the wall.

“I... I didn’t get any achievements, and that could be evidence that my attack power is inferior to that of Leeha or Kidd, so I was not just disappointed.”

Naturally, there was no one to comfort (?) him. Leeha and Kidd only listened to the chieftain’s words.

“Then, let’s start with the [Power of God] you were curious about. It’s the ultimate power that even God didn’t use. At least through our tribe’s records and the daring clash with the Matan’s Shooter, we believe it has the ability to avoid the power of [The Final Bullet].”

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The chieftain picked up a book and flipped through it, pointing to a passage with his hand. Although written in the language of Dark Elves and unreadable to them, the chieftain immediately interpreted it.

“A white rose will embrace the final black charcoal.”

“A white rose... Does it signify the manifestation form of [Power of God]?”

“It is presumed to be. As you mentioned, [Power of God] is not simply in the form of a sword. It will change its appearance depending on the user. Even with the simple use of that power, one can gain tremendous strength, but the true ability... it is what I just mentioned.”

A spark began to ignite in Luger’s despondent eyes.

“I heard that [The Final Bullet] is meant to annihilate the user. Does that mean it can be prevented?”

“Yes. If you use [Power of God], you can prevent the Matan’s Shooter from annihilating the user.”

... In essence, it means no penalty, right?”

“Well, if that’s true – no, that might be why Max Hescok came here.”

Leeha and Kidd locked eyes.

“That’s right. At that time, Matan’s Shooter, Max, had already used up five shots. Matan’s gun has a total of seven shots. The seventh shot, the final Matan, which would destroy the user, put Matan’s Shooter who came looking for our clan in significant danger.”

“Wow!”

“Indeed, seven shots in total.”

The Three Musketeers completely understood as they listened to the chief’s words. Hadn’t they seen through the same ‘memory’? The path Max was taking led towards the Dark Elf’s lair.

“The [Power of God] was desperately needed. At that time, as I had already used up five shots, if I were to use one more shot, the remaining final Matan would have annihilated Max Hescok himself, so there was an urgent need for it.”

“But we can’t say there are no restrictions at all. [Power of God] only prevents [The Last Matan], it doesn’t shield all the pain experienced by the one possessing Zamiel’s power. Zamiel’s power consumes everything about the guardian. Unless you use the Matan at the right time to expel it, your own body will disintegrate.”

Luger spoke up first, just as it had happened in Max’s memory playback.

“How many pieces does that team consist of?”

“Well, that... I can’t say. It seems like it varies slightly depending on how much of Zamiel’s power is accepted and how one interacts with Zamiel.”

“So, this Zamiel...”

“Zamiel is the very power of the Devil; in a way, it can be seen as another form of the Devil. If the Demon King’s Fragments came from the Devil, then Zamiel can be seen as a more pure form of the Devil’s power.”

“Are they like twins?”

“That analogy isn’t very fitting.”

“That idiot always uses words like that. Intuitive, but...”

Kidd and Luger teased Leeha, causing his face to flush with embarrassment. Nevertheless, the expression itself was somewhat fitting.

And there, the Three Musketeers listened. Especially for Leeha and Kidd, it was a story that resonated deeply with their souls. A vessel that contained all their life essence. As long as the vessel remained intact, there would be losses but no annihilation of life.

“So, even in that state, you were able to escape?”

It was strange to Leeha as well. How could one function with over 70% of their physical body missing?

“Although it seemed like there were damages, it didn’t seem like a complete loss. So, that was the case.”

Damage may occur, but annihilation does not, as long as the vessel of life, ‘Vitality Jar,’ remains intact.

“It’s somewhat similar to becoming a lich, but the difference is that they’re not undead. That Kaztor guy managed to master the transformation into a human in the new continent as well as conducting this kind of research.”

“Is it written that he did that in the new continent?”

“Well, that seems to be the case.”

The eyes of the Three Musketeers met simultaneously. If he learned such technology in the new continent and applied it, where could he hide ‘Vitality Jar’? It must never be destroyed. It should never be touched by anyone. Kaztor must have known about that place for a long time.

“It’s towards the new continent.”

“It’s not even on the level of the paleo Stronghold of Harhei. Much... much further, somewhere.”

“It’s one of the three directions.”

Kidd also rose from his seat, his gaze fixed on the Crimson Geckos. If you were to advance further westward in the New Continent, where would you go? As Kidd put it, there were only three options left:

The north of the New Continent.

The east of the New Continent.

The south of the New Continent.

From one of these places, Kaztor may have learned great skills and hidden clues about the Vitality Jar.

“Remember. Although the three of you are benefactors to our tribe, only one of you can obtain what you desire.”

As the three rose from their seats to prepare to leave, the chieftain bid them farewell and offered some advice.

“... The Matan’s Shooter can only be one person in the end, can’t it?”

“That’s right. The one human who ‘obtains’ the firearm ‘first’ after the death of the Matan’s Shooter. Only the one who holds the weapon imbued with Zamiel will become the Matan’s Shooter.”

As the three listened to the chieftain’s words and prepared to depart, haya considered something again as if something had come to mind, and asked a question again.

“If one is not the Matan’s Shooter, then what happens to the firearm?”

“Max said it cannot be used. I’m sorry I cannot give you a clear answer to your question.”

“Okay. That’s enough for now.”

Elizabeth is not the Matan’s Shooter. According to Max, she is unable to use the firearm of the Matan’s Shooter.

“It’s something different. And that difference might be... likely due to Kaztor’s influence. And Kaztor will use the Vitality Jar to restore his own body.”

The goal of the three was simple.

“Let’s move now.”

“I hope we could have also obtained the White Rose along the way.”

“It’s mine anyway, so don’t be coveting it.”

When entering the chieftain’s dwelling, the three were a team. However, the moment they exited the chieftain’s dwelling and acquired almost all information about the Matan’s Shooter, they ceased to be a team.

They became rivals and foes vying for the position of Matan’s Shooter.

Haya, Kidd, and Luger.

Sparks flew from the eyes of the three people.