Chapter 3: Closure. Battle_Cry.[Part 1]

In this battlefield full of gunshots and smoke, Sherry Cromwell continued to walk about elegantly.

A stone golem was standing in front of her like a large shield. After the stone golem mixed all the rubble, signage and pillars, it started to shape up like clay, its height reaching 4m tall. As it was really too tall, the head of the stone golem had to remain tilted.

She waved the white oil pastel in the air. The lines that were drawn formed commands, telling the stone golem to move forward.

There was a group of Anti-Skill personnel dressed in black armor standing in front of Sherry. They had placed coffee shop tables, sofas and other things on the path to create a road block, and were poking their heads from the road block as they continued to shoot at the stone golem. In order to give no space when they reloaded, they were grouped in trios. When one group was reloading, another group would come in; it was like Oda Nobunaga's musket corps.

(They barely pass off as decent, but there's no style.)

Sherry dully made this evaluation.

As the underground street was already so narrow, the stone golem—Ellis was blocking the entire path, acting like a wall. Not one bullet hit Sherry, who was right behind it.

Several hundred bullets hit Ellis, but none did any fatal damage. The bullets dug holes deep into Ellis' hands and legs, but Ellis could absorb the tiles from the nearby walls to repair its damage parts.

DING! The slight sound of metal colliding could be heard.

An Anti-Skill member ran out of patience and pulled the safety pin off a grenade. In order to cause damage to Sherry, who was behind the stone golem, he wanted to toss it between the legs of the golem.

"ELLIS!"

Though before he could, Sherry raised her oil pastel and drew another line.

The stone golem raised its leg and stamped onto the ground. With a huge boom, the floor of the entire underground street flipped up heavily like a boat among giant waves. At this moment, the Anti-Skill member wanted to toss the grenade out, but with this sudden tremor, the grenade that was without the safety pin rolled out of his hand and dropped beside his feet.

A growl.

And then, an explosion.

Blood was splattered all over the place. This model of grenade didn't seem to rely on the explosiveness, but used shrapnel to injure. Thus, the road block wasn't blown away. There was the smell of blood beside the road block. Luckily, the people jumped out of the road block to escape the storm of sharp shrapnel and save their lives.

Most of the Anti-Skill members let go of their rifles due to the impact of the explosion.

Shua! The oil pastel ripped the air like a sword being drawn out.

A black shadow appeared above the Anti-Skill members. Ellis raised its arm that was like heavy construction machinery.

The Anti-Skill members frantically pulled out their pre-prepared handguns, but it was too late.

Such weak weapons were not going to stop the stone golem.