I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game [EN]: Chapter 262

The center of the city.

From his vantage point on the roof of the public bathhouse, Damian witnessed the rout of his allies on every front.

In front of the northern wall, Evangeline had fallen, wounded, while the remaining heroes were being cornered by the Wolf King.

At the southern wall, Lucas was isolated, with the remaining werewolf pack charging at him from all sides.

And throughout the city, werewolves and people were engaged in a desperate struggle.

Even where Ash and Kureha were, Kureha had sustained a major injury.

‘Where should I provide support first?’

His current equipment consisted of three pistol-type magic guns, one submachine gun-type magic gun, and a crossbow.

He couldn’t respond to everything happening in the city. Damian gritted his teeth.

‘No, I can do it!’

Damian’s round brown eyes, which had been closed, snapped open with a white flash.

‘It’s not a question of whether I can do it! I have to do it!’

Damian put down the crossbow and drew the pistol Cerberus in both hands.

‘The magic power left in my body…’

He had recovered some while resting, but it wasn’t much.

Still, he didn’t hesitate.

Damian’s [Clairvoyance] blazed brilliantly.

‘Target acquired.’

Through Clairvoyance, he identified friend and foe across the entire battlefield.

Whirr-whirr-whirr-

The rush of information piled up in Damian’s vision, sounding like pages turning.

As hundreds of pieces of information flooded in, Damian’s head began to throb with pain.

But he didn’t stop, capturing each target he would shoot at in his eyes.

Click!

The two pistols in Damian’s hands were raised sharply forward.

Ultimate Skill, [Confrontation].

He would fire magic bullets at every opponent in his sight.

Healing magic bullets for allies, and attacking magic bullets for enemies.

It was the final skill awakened by Damian, the magic bullet marksman, simultaneously healing and damaging both allies and enemies.

However, because Damian’s remaining bullets and magic power were limited, the power decreased as the number of targets increased.

‘I’ll cover the decreasing power with my eyes!’

Blood trickled down Damian’s face from his overused eyes. But Damian didn’t stop.

‘To the places where our allies are most injured, and to the enemies’ weak points! I’ll hit them all!’

-Targeting complete.

All targets were selected. Damian began firing the pistols in both hands at once.

***

In front of the southern wall.

“Haa, haa!”

Lucas gasped for breath.

His armor was a mess, with blood caked on it, as he readjusted his sword while leaning against the wall.

It was mangled and scarred from the claws of the monsters.

In front of him, wolves surrounded Lucas, preparing for their next attack.

“Sir Lucas!”

A voice came from above the wall. It was Fox and Rabbit from the magic corps.

“That’s enough, come inside the wall! There’s no need to engage in melee combat anymore!”

“It’s better to fight safely with ranged attacks from behind the wall!”

Of course, that would be safer.

Lucas wanted to do that too. He couldn’t use his ultimate skill anymore, and his beast transformation was limited by his exhausted body.

But—the two white wolves in front of him.

Grrr…

Kek, kek.

Two White Werewolves.

They wouldn’t just watch Lucas retreat, and even if he succeeded in retreating, there was the problem of what would happen after that.

These guys would also use their powerful bodies and incredible mobility to climb up the wall in an instant.

Then, they would end up fighting in melee combat on top of the wall.

The current melee combat troops had all been sent back into the city.

All that remained on the wall were the artillery, archers, and four mages in charge of firepower.

‘It’s better to keep them here.’

While Lucas held them here, it would be more efficient to accumulate damage on them with cannons, ballistae, and magic from the wall and kill them.

‘Just a little more strain.’

Whoosh!

Flames rose from Lucas’s lowered sword, [Karma Eater].

[Karma Eater] was consuming his own beast nature, but Lucas could feel it.

Despite that, his beast transformation was progressing more and more.

The closer he got to a beast as the transformation progressed, the exponential increase in the beast-like state was happening, but the amount of nature [Karma Eater] consumed was constant, causing this phenomenon.

‘Even so!’

Even if he stepped fully into the realm of monsters, not just half a step.

‘Even so, if I can protect them…!’

That was the moment.

Flash!

Magic bullets fired from the center of the city poured down in all directions like rain.

Lucas looked up in surprise at the streaks of light crossing above his head.

‘Damian?’

Hundreds of magic bullets flew like comets, each leaving a trail of light as they headed toward their targets.

Thud! Thud!

The magic bullets that fell like a meteor shower struck the werewolves’ hearts, eyes, and necks.

The magic bullets accurately pierced the injured parts of those who were already wounded.

Krrk?!

Grrr!

The individual power of the magic bullets was insignificant, but the problem was the impact point.

The wolf monsters coughed up blood and died, collapsed in pain, or at least suffered a brief stun from the magic bullets that accurately struck their weak points.

“… !”

A healing magic bullet struck Lucas’s body as well.

It wasn’t very powerful, but the effect was significant, like a drop of water on a parched throat. Lucas took a deep breath and straightened his body.

With this, he could fight a little longer.

“Haaah!”

Lucas roared and charged at the staggering werewolves, instantly cutting off their necks and tearing open their chests.

In an instant, about ten of the remaining werewolves collapsed.

‘I can do this…!’

In the moment Lucas caught his breath,

Thud-!

The two White Werewolves charged at him simultaneously.

The two elite monsters unleashed a perfect coordinated attack, as if they had been training for a long time. Their attacks came from all directions.

‘What is this…?!’

Lucas was taken aback by their sudden, precise movements.

Even for the great Lucas, it was difficult to withstand the perfectly synchronized attacks of two elite monsters with his exhausted body.

Thwack! Thwack…!

His tattered armor was completely torn apart, and he finally took damage to his body.

The monster’s claws slashed fiercely across Lucas’s body, and the strong wolf’s leg kicked Lucas in the chest, sending him flying backward.

Thump! Thump!

“Kuh!”

Lucas coughed up blood as he slammed back-first into the wall. He tried to get up, using his sword as a cane, but,

“…”

He missed it.

The [Karma Eater] he had dropped was rolling on the ground far away. Lucas stared blankly at it before bursting into a hollow laugh.

Clang. Click.

It felt like the last safety device had broken and fallen to the ground.

Leaning his bloodied body against the wall, Lucas smiled, raising the corners of his mouth.

“Alright, alright. I’ll play at your level.”

The knight, who had already stepped into the realm of monsters,

Took another half step.

Fwoosh-!

Heat shimmered from behind Lucas’s back.

Lucas’s blue eyes, as he drew his sword, almost on all fours, flickered like flames.

“Come on, come in-!”

He already looked more like a wolf than a wolf.

***

In front of the northern wall.

《Heh heh. Heh heh heh.》

Lunared laughed softly, holding Kuilan by the collar.

《The feeling of victory is always sweet, descendant.》

“…”

Kuilan was covered in blood, his limbs hanging limply in the Wolf King’s grasp.

The rest of the party members were in the same situation.

Not only the Execution Squad but also the Shadow Squad. They were completely shattered and lay scattered everywhere.

Margherita was desperately casting heals and shields, keeping them alive, but they were like a candle in the wind.

“…”

Kuilan looked at his distant ancestor with bloodshot eyes.

He was strong. Too strong.

The difference was so stark that he couldn’t even reach him with his fist…

《By the way, aren’t you too weak, descendant? Can you even say you inherited the blood of this Lunared?》

“…”

《Do you know why you are weaker than me?》

Lunared asked with a mocking laugh.

《It’s because you are suppressing your true nature.》

“…Nature?”

《Yes. Aren’t you hiding the wolf’s blood you inherited from me?》

“…”

《Come now, accept yourself, descendant.》

A strangely gentle smile formed on the Wolf King’s lips.

《Let’s become wolves together. Then I will take you with me on the path to destroy the human world.》

The Wolf King made his own blood appear on his razor-sharp claws, then flicked it into Kuilan’s gaping mouth.

Ancestor’s blood.

And his own.

Lunared naturally thought that Kuilan would instantly find his ‘true form’. But.

《…Hmm, even after mixing this much of my blood, you still maintain your human form.》

He didn’t change.

Kuilan remained human. Lunared clicked his tongue.

《It seems someone is suppressing the manifestation of your instincts. And very strongly.》

“What…”

《There is someone who took the wolf’s curse given to you instead.》

Lunared looked up at the moonlight and chuckled.

《They must have really not wanted you to become a wolf. To see them do this by sacrificing their own soul.》

“… !”

Just as Kuilan realized something and was about to say something,

Thud! Thud!

The magic bullets that Damian fired from the center of the city poured down like rain.

Healing magic bullets pierced the ten heroes.

As if a stopped heartbeat was revived by a defibrillator, the fallen heroes coughed violently and began to rise one by one.

And for Lunared,

Thwack!

《Kuh?!》

In both eyes.

Two needle-like magic bullets flew and grazed Lunared’s red eyes as he looked up at the moonlight.

Lunared barely managed to turn his head to avoid a direct hit, but he couldn’t stop the flesh around his eyes from tearing and bleeding.

《How dare you do such a presumptuous thing… !》

It was a mistake to believe in his powerful body and not react because the amount of magic power in the detected magic bullets was insignificant.

Lunared staggered in pain, and Kuilan’s eyes widened.

‘This is my chance!’

A fierce red current surged into Kuilan’s right hand.

Lunared had only lost his vision for a few seconds.

He had to kill him within that time…!

Kuilan forcefully extended his fist. His full-power punch was aimed directly at the werewolf’s heart.

For some reason, Lunared didn’t block it.

Thwack-!

The fist landed cleanly on the werewolf’s chest.

Kuilan didn’t know it, but the roulette value of [Lucky Strike] on his right hand was 6, 6, 6.

A jackpot next to 777.

He had landed the maximum power into the open guard of a careless enemy.

It wouldn’t be strange if he coughed up blood and died immediately.

《Hmm, is that all?》

Lunared was unconcerned.

He had already raised his red eyes and was staring intently at his descendant in his hand.

There was a clear fist mark on his chest, but the damage he had taken seemed minimal.

《If this is your limit, there’s no need to keep you alive.》

“What… how…”

Kuilan asked, bewildered.

“I clearly hit your heart accurately… ?”

《It’s unfortunate, but I have two hearts.》

The Wolf King smiled bitterly.

《And my king already took that one.》

“…?!”

《I was going to keep you alive and use you as a subordinate since you inherited my blood. But if you can’t turn into a wolf and your martial arts are mediocre, there’s no reason to keep you alive.》

Lunared raised his claws with the hand opposite the one holding Kuilan.

《Go first, descendant. Next time… let’s meet in hell.》

Fwoosh!

Blood splattered everywhere.