touchnovel Chapter 1043: Bullet
Chapter 1043: Bullet
Chapter 1043: Bullet
Miss Christen swiftly retreated, more displeasure appearing on her face. However, she didn't stop looking at her opponents, who remained still for some reason.
Miss Christen could have expected similar behavior from Colonel Norrett, but Major General Arngan's fighting style was more oppressive and overbearing. He wouldn't have stood still and wasted that opportunity to retaliate, especially with that element of his.
An explanation promptly arrived. Major General Arngan bent forward, groaning. His voice grew even deeper and hoarser, becoming something similar to a monstrous growl.
The changes didn't only involve the General's voice. Actually, that was merely a tiny detail in the overall transformation. Major General Arngan's skin imitated his eyes, turning dark red, and his grey hair grew, gaining scarlet shades.
Major General Arngan seemed in pain during the transformation but quickly straightened his figure, looking at Miss Christen to show his new, monstrous appearance. His face was now devoid of wrinkles, and his dark red skin radiated a metallic luster. His features had become sharper, and his nails had grown into quasi-claws.
The transformation didn't surprise Miss Christen. The Global Army had done extensive research on Major General Arngan's peculiar element, as well as the forms he could assume. Except for slightly inflated muscles and overall reddishness, the General still looked somewhat human, reassuring the evolved warrior about the danger level.
Major General Arngan briefly glanced at his artificial right arm. Its silver alloy had turned darker but didn't experience any deeper transformation. The General didn't expect it to grow claws out of nowhere, but the result still disappointed him.
"Piece of trash," Major General Arngan snorted, faint smoke accompanying the grotesque voice coming from his mouth.
"It's quite a sight, Major General," Miss Christen praised. "Elements truly come in all kinds of shapes and colors. Though it's rather underwhelming compared to the stories I heard."
"What do you see, General?" Colonel Norrett asked.
"The drawbacks of the aided metamorphosis," Major General Arngan explained shortly. "It seems she still isn't in complete control of her element."
Of course, the issue was deeper than that, but the Major General explained it as well as he could, and Colonel Norrett understood him. After all, everyone at their level knew about the aided metamorphosis' shortcomings.
Getting rid of troublesome elements in favor of far better ones sounded like a dream come true. The Global Army didn't spare expenses when it found the Life Mineral, and many wealthy and powerful parties were willing to pay a fortune to use it. That vouched for the practice's popularity.
However, transformations required time and effort to take root and even longer to be mastered. The evolved realm also needed a deep understanding of the mana and its elements, and it seemed Miss Christen had yet to get there.
It wasn't easy, really. Elements affected people who lived their entire lives with them. Changing them meant revolutionizing their whole being, and some conflicting habits were bound to stick around for a while, reducing the overall theoretical power.
Miss Christen should be pure, but her element joined forces with some of her previous habits, making it hard for her to control a few weaknesses. Her displeasure toward those fights came from her mana, but her desire to extirpate its sources was a twisted side effect of her personality, something Major General Arngan could sense.
"I believe I made a mistake," Miss Christen suddenly announced. "Forgive me, Colonel, Major General. I thought searching for peaceful resolutions would have changed your minds, but it only made you underestimate me."
Miss Christen slowly lifted her right hand, stretching two fingers while a white light gathered on their tips. She merely tapped on it, and the glowing sphere shot forward, triggering a
painful grunt.
Colonel Norrett's left leg lost strength, forcing him to one knee. A scorching pain spread from above his joint, and inspecting the area revealed a finger-sized hole in his thigh. In a single, swift gesture, Miss Christen had crippled his ability to move.