Chapter 303 The Dragon Buster

From the morphing flesh and steel, the civilization-destroying entity manifested barrels of guns across its body, unleashing a storm of bullets throughout the lower floor. Stray projectiles carved straight through the shelves and balconies, zipping right by the two who were on different floors.

"Ready to fire yet?!" Blimpo asked.

"I need...a bit more!" Emilio strained.

Blimpo looked anxious, though smiled at the chaotic scenario as he stepped atop the wooden railing of the balcony he stood, "Alright! I'll buy you some time! Just make sure to hit 'im hard!"

[Draconic Might]

An acceleration of heat surged in his body; like an oven that honed the flames of the great rulers of the skies, boiling his blood and amplifying his internal strength, the azure etchings of that ancestral dragon once more glowed on his pale skin.

The mystical railgun rattled from the influx of power, shaking as bright-blue embers danced in the air. He held onto the temporary boost of 'Draconic Might' as long as he could, but it had more painful side-effects than realized; it felt as though the bubbling heat was boiling his own bones.

"Nnngh...!" The Dragonheart winced.

While a glow of azure surrounded the young man as he gathered as much power as he could into the Dragon Buster 4000, the elven man took it upon himself to keep War occupied with a variety of trinkets.

"Take this! And this! Ah-ha-ha-ha!"

–Of course, in the face of such overwhelming malice and unwavering violence, Blimpo's nervousness manifested in the form of complete reckless abandon and trust in his tools. He flung tiny spheres that exploded on impact, engulfing the ground floor of the labyrinth's library in smoke and bursting flames, as well as War itself.

None of it actually had an effect; like pebbles raining down on an iron fortress, the explosive projectiles didn't do anything to actually pierce the impervious hide of War. Bathed in the flames of the volatile runes, the war-embodying entity stood there as if the roaring inferno was its natural habitat.

"...Hey, is it normal for explosions to not even make somethin' flinch?..." Blimpo nervously asked.

There was nothing ordinary or logical about the nature of War; the ground floor of the library was soaked in bright-orange flames, filling with smoke, yet the tall, hardly-humanoid figure was not disturbed in the slightest.

"Oh cra–"

Just then, past his worn goggles, Blimpo witnessed the barrels of War point in his direction, prompting him to duck down behind the balcony railing and a bookcase just before monstrous gunfire ensued.

The grotesque bullets ripped through thick layers of wood as if it was merely styrofoam; it was a storm of lead, tearing through the library as torn pages fluttered at the arrival of War's bullets.

More draconic power was flooded into the weapon as the Dragonheart tucked himself behind multiple shelves and dressers on the high floor of the desecrated library. Though each second was a gnawing fight between life-and-death with high-powered bullets shooting everywhere, he knew he had once chance to make his shot count.

Just a bit more...! He thought.

–

"Ghh...!" Blimpo slapped the white button on his glove.

SQUELCH

"--Ghh-!"

Straight through the corner of his ear, a bullet pierced through his flesh, zipping by and missing his skull by merely inches. Another bullet nicked his leg, cutting past his thigh.

Through the pain and shedding of blood, he focused, clenching the handle of the weapon tight enough that it drew blood from his palm, allowing it to finally release as he was no more than three meters above the civilization-wiping entity itself.

...Eat it! He thought.

VROOOOOOOM

Just as the Dragon Buster released every ounce of the magnificent Dragonheart's internal power, a shockwave of bright-blue light emitted outward, sweeping through the chamber like a split-second tornado, tossing furniture around and cracking the shelves.

Even from up above, Blimpo was thrown back from his spectator position, being knocked against the wall behind him, "--Gah!"

A majestic, azure light blared out as a condensed ray of energy of the same glow shot downward, coiled by unstable electricity.

The shockwave alone kept the young man from falling, having to stabilize the overheating railgun as it rattled while strapped to his arm, feeling the intense vibrations echoing through the marrow of his bones.

"...Nnnngh!"

Continuous and relentless, the Dragon Buster's emission was like a grand rotation of energy, swirling so rapidly that the forces strained on the wielder, causing blood to drip from his nose as he was surrounded in the azure light.

Below his feet, he could see the raw force of the draconic power completely engulfing War, acting like an ocean of pressure that weighed down and pelted it mercilessly.

The entirety of the library felt as though it was in the eye of a storm; shelves spiraled in the air and papers flew around like snowflakes in a snowstorm.

Yet, despite the overwhelming force hammering down like a smite from the heavens, even as the floorboards cracked and began to crumble, War withstood it, falling to a knee but resisting the devastating power.

I...can't let this shot fail! He thought.

[Dragonheart System Activated]

[Current Stage: 3/10 | Dragon Warrior]

Awakening out of pure desperation in the heat of the moment, delved into explicable heat and confronting the monstrous entity, the azure scales formed once more into an armor around his body; clad in the draconic armor, the force was mitigated.

–All this was for him was more fuel, allowing him to push himself to the brink as he summoned [Draconic Might] once more, overloading the Dragon Buster as cracks began to form along its build, funneling more force into it as a secondary impact crashed down.

VROOOOOOOOOOOM

An explosion of bright-blue light pulsed outward, blasting the Dragonheart directly upward from the reactionary shockwave, finding his vision blurring and his ears ringing after finishing the all-out blast.

...Did I get it...? He groggily questioned.