I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 300

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Episode 300
Ep. 300
Meanwhile.
“That… that massive creature…!”
“I thought Kaez’s staff would grow too, but this is terrifying…”
The Nomads who had been watching only my back were equally startled.
Unlike usual, my sniper rifle had transformed into an Anti-Materiel Sniper Rifle, and the Eodukshin—which had been almost like a moving fortress—collapsed in a single shot.
The Former Apostles, who knew the terror of the Eodukshin better than anyone, felt as though they were dreaming.
“Still, it was strange that we came back unharmed in the first place, wasn’t it?”
“Right. Hey, let’s headbutt ourselves and see if we wake up. One, two, three.”
Crash—!
There was no way it would break.
With their arms bound, the Former Apostles couldn’t even clutch their aching foreheads and had to accept that this place was reality.
The Eodukshin was certainly something that even a Bishop would face considerable risk in summoning, yet this fifteen-year-old boy had dispatched it without much effort—what kind of person had he become?
My uncle shouted loudly upon seeing the people murmuring amongst themselves.
“Don’t act recklessly! Kaez is certainly using tremendous power we don’t understand—don’t break his concentration!”
Since my uncle, who was naturally gentle-natured, rarely became angry like this, the Nomads quickly fell silent like clams.
‘…I wasn’t really using much power.’
I considered correcting my uncle’s misunderstanding, but decided to remain silent.
The Anti-Materiel Sniper Rifle did consume more mana than other modes, but even so, it was a drop in the bucket compared to the Gun’s total mana capacity.
In any case, I’d extinguished the immediate crisis.
‘I thought the eclipse would end if I defeated the Eodukshin, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.’
I checked the sky, which remained unchanged.
Then there was only one method left.
To capture the Bishop who had caused this incomprehensible phenomenon.
Krraaaaaaagh———!!!
The Bishop let out a anguished scream so loud it reached the cliff after the Eodukshin’s death.
Given that he had summoned the Eodukshin through suspicious sorcery, the rebound from its disappearance would be tremendous.
I intended to seize this opportunity and snipe the Bishop to end the situation.
“Ah, Ilgyeok, please, please wait just a moment!”
Then the Former Apostles, their foreheads flushed red, hurried forward to stop me.
“These fools can’t even tell when to act and when not to!”
My uncle, who had sternly rebuked even his own Tribal Members, could not simply stand by watching.
But the Apostles, as though they would speak these words even with a blade at their throat, cried out with determination.
“We understand that during an eclipse, the Bishop and High Priest cannot be killed! We know well of Ilgyeok’s strength, but please take heed of this!”
“Cannot be killed?”
I tilted my head in confusion.
There must be a reason they were saying such things.
Indeed, through the scope, the Bishop’s body was wreathed in swirling black energy.
And it certainly felt like a protective barrier shielding him.
‘The Saedos’ words might be baseless rumors… but I don’t think so.’
Normally, the Saedos who attacked the campsite on the 92nd floor would have simply met their end.
However, Ihyeon was utilizing them as information sources by employing the healing gun.
At the very least, it would be wasteful to dismiss their words carelessly.
“Explain in detail.”
At Ihyeon’s command, his uncle—who had been holding a real blade to the Saedos’ throats—quietly stepped back.
“Yes! We don’t know all the details ourselves, but they said that for the eclipse ritual to work, the High Priest must stake not only the sacrifice’s life but also his own. So during the eclipse, his protection supposedly makes it impossible for anyone to kill him.”
“Hmm?”
“Kaez! Are you really going to believe such absurd nonsense? Haven’t you seen them try to attack you twice already?”
Unlike his uncle’s reaction, Ihyeon had a suspicion forming in his mind.
“Is that so?”
“Y-you’re actually believing what we’re saying?”
The Former Apostles seemed bewildered that the conversation was unfolding so easily.
But there was nothing to believe or disbelieve.
‘I already know this method.’
Ihyeon had encountered monsters using a similar principle twice before.
Once on the 50th floor, and once in the Instant Tower.
They were the Lich’s Life Vessels.
Liches typically bind their life force to vessels—jars or precious objects—to achieve eternal life transcending their physical forms.
In the Bishop’s case, the concept would be temporarily assigning that role to the sun and eclipse.
The method to defeat a Lich is simple.
Rather, finding the Life Vessel is more important than destroying the body itself.
But the Bishop?
‘Regardless of whether they understand the Life Vessel concept, the very idea of attacking the sun is difficult.’
Who would dare even conceive of destroying the immutable natural object floating in the sky—the sun?
That’s why it would seem all the more like an absolute technique.
Ihyeon nodded as if he had fully understood the Former Apostles’ explanation.
Then he changed his target.
“W-what are you trying to do!”
The Shaman, who had been listening quietly, was horrified by Ihyeon’s actions.
Because Ihyeon was now aiming that terrifying staff—which had devastated all his opponents at once—at the sun.
“To shoot at the sun… how utterly blasphemous!”
“Kaez!”
“You’ll be cursed by heaven!”
The Nomads watching also erupted in chaos.
In an age where superstition and irrationality reigned, the sun was essentially a god itself.
It was shocking enough to openly display hostile intent toward it.
Especially when it seemed like a powerful being who could actually destroy the sun was doing so.
But no matter what the people cried out, Ihyeon’s choice remained unchanged.
Ihyeon took careful aim at the sun, obscured by the eclipse and unable to burn properly, and contemplated his next move.
‘In truth, there are ways to capture the Bishop.’
Even the Lich in the Instant Tower had a track record of capturing enemies without destroying their Life Vessel, using the soul destruction skill.
I would likely achieve similar results against the Bishop.
But what the Nomads watching me and the One-Strike Knight Order truly needed was something different.
Not some hollow conclusion where something dies with a click, leaving everyone bewildered.
Rather, the conviction that Ihyeon could truly accomplish anything.
An absolute dignity—not with a bow, but the ability to shoot down the sun itself.
Floor 93.
At a point where just a bit further would mark the midpoint of the 90s.
Ihyeon was determined to solidify his mythical foundation with certainty.
The weapon: an Anti-Materiel Sniper Rifle.
‘Skills applied: armor-piercing rounds… and high-explosive rounds as well.’
Firepower set to maximum.
Ihyeon’s breathing came to a complete halt.
Next came the trigger pull.
The index finger resting on the trigger guard gently squeezed the trigger.
BOOOOOM——!!!
A deafening report incomparable to anything before shook the very earth.
Purung—!!
Even Purung, who had always supported Ihyeon as reliably as the ground itself, staggered for a moment and nearly stumbled.
“My apologies. I was so comfortable I forgot to think of you.”
Still, as Ihyeon stroked the back of Purung’s neck in apology, he quickly regained his footing.
Meanwhile, the people could only stare in awe at the massive mana projectile Ihyeon had fired.
In fact, it wasn’t just those on this side.
The Duogsinis charging across the plains and scaling the walls, along with the Saedos controlling them, all stood frozen, confirming the tremendous impact from behind.
“V-Vice Captain…!”
“Y-Yes, that is…!”
The One-Strike Knight Order, locked in desperate combat at the fortress, felt the impact most profoundly of all.
When Eodukshin died earlier, they had been too frantic to be certain, and it had happened so suddenly, but now it was different.
“My lord, my lord has truly come.”
Who else but their lord, Ihyeon, would ever conceive of shooting down the sun hanging clearly in the sky?
Yet despite the tremendous visual spectacle of firing at the sun.
At that very moment, no one knew whether it would have any practical effect.
Could a human hand truly reach the sun hanging so high in the heavens?
In fact, even Ihyeon did not believe so.
Only.
‘Destroying that technique should be possible.’
This was, after all, merely a battle between beings on the ground.
What event Ihyeon’s shot would trigger became clear to all within moments.
The black shadow that had clearly been covering the sun.
Crack—crack crack—
Fissures began spreading across the surface.
Beyond those deepening cracks, brilliant sunlight peeked through once more.
This was no mere human feat of repelling calamity or defeating a formidable foe.
Like an ancient prophet parting the seas and moving mountains.
A human body manifesting natural phenomena—a true miracle unfolding before us.
“Ah…!”
In that moment, everyone across the desert plains, canyons, and cliffs witnessed the eclipse shattering apart, and all fell silent in awe.
Yet there was one person who felt neither wonder nor mystery.
– Krraaaaaaagh———!!!
It was the Bishop, who had been writhing in agony ever since Eodukshin was slain.
The arrogant Bishop, who had known full well that Ihyeon was behind him yet failed to even properly counter, now screamed not merely from skill backlash but as if his very soul itself was being damaged.
It was the sort of sound that might emerge if one were to scrape a soul’s iron plate with a soul’s fingernails.
“Tsk tsk… naturally. From what these wretches said, he poured his very lifeforce into that eclipse. The sin of an human body daring to glimpse a realm beyond mortal comprehension.”
The Shaman looking down at the scene clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Shamans in this world typically perform simple tasks—divining rough glimpses of the future or locating water sources for immediate use.
Though afflicted by twilight, the Shaman was the one whose abilities most resembled those of Apostles and Bishops.
Perhaps to his eyes, the Bishop’s suffering was dimly visible.
Clang—!
At last, the eclipse, unable to withstand the spreading cracks, shattered with a thunderous sound.
Sunlight returned once more, shining down upon the desert even more brilliantly than before.
The Bishop, bathed in that light, collapsed while clutching at his face.
Writhe writhe—
From his prone body, things resembling black worms crawled out and scattered in all directions, eventually withering in the sunlight.
– Ugh…!
Screech screech——!!
The Apostles and Duogsinis, watching in horror, completely lost their will to assault the fortress and fled in all directions as well.
Had their numbers been smaller, Ihyeon would have used his healing rifle to cleanse their curses, but their quantity was simply too great, and his own urgency had begun to mount.
“Let us descend now, Uncle.”
“Hm? Yes, let’s do that.”
I brought my uncle’s attention back from the sky, where his eyes had remained fixed despite the pain.
And my uncle led the people onward.
Fortunately, the path down from the cliff was not far.
Everyone was mounted on horses, so their pace was swift.
Thud thud thud thud—
The Bishop’s corpse we passed was gruesome.
Like something caught mid-transformation into a Lich, nothing remained but bone and desiccated skin—a hideous form sprawled across the desert sands, limbs not even properly extended.
‘….’
We all swallowed our words at the sight.
Though he deserved death for his deeds, there lingered a faint sorrow—wondering if perhaps he too had been forced into this by the High Priest against his will.
Of course, most of them seemed fearful that a creature of that caliber might harbor resentment even in death and seek revenge.
Not long after, a procession of Nomads led by Ihyeon astride an enormous Purung arrived before the fortress gates.
Rumble rumble rumble———
As expected, the massive monolithic stone gate lifted upward without any delay.
Beyond it, a contingent of black-armored warriors stood arrayed as if to receive Ihyeon.
Blue eyes and pale, sallow faces.
It was the One-Strike Knight Order, led by the Vice Captain.

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