The Age of the 21st Century Magazine

I grabbed the bow and looked up at the huge whirlpool.

Dirt and metal debris are sucked in like a huge black hole opens.

As if the sun had been sucked in, the sky was as dark as the early evening.

‘What a creep! ’

Disasters floating in the sky.

I don't think so.

Are you another form of lord than the lord of Tartan who saw the leopard?

Then there is no way to overcome it.

Hope lifts a leather headband and fills her waist.

There are more than 10 arrows in the battlefield.

I slowly stood up as I endured the whirlwind.

Hope murmured on its own to overcome fear.

“He's just as scary as the Castle's top ether.

But he is not the Great Lord. ”

If you are a British lord, you will lose your virtue.

You have to emit enough ether to overwhelm yourself.

He hasn't lost his temper yet.

Then the blue monsters in the air are about the same water supply Dregor Hero saw in the castle of the Great Lord.

However, he is much stronger than the common junior lord, since he is an ether warrior rank.

I pulled one arrow from the battalion and put it in the central zoom of the bow.

I once shot a Recursive Bow for a few months while learning 18th century martial arts.

This is the first composite bow similar to this ancient Oriental bow.

The arrows are long enough to sneak over 3 meters.

I pulled the bow just like when I shot the Recursive Bow.

Gentlemen...

The harbor's caterpillar was loaded with enough power to dissipate its power.

I put my finger close to the arrow tail part of my face like an archer.

A bow rope with terrifying power hits the face and passes by.

Qaaaaaah!

The head communication antenna installed in the outer glove was broken.

A damage alarm appears in the monitor window.

If he was not a horseman, half of his face would have flown away.

The arrow that flew out of the bow couldn't fly 100 meters, and was stuck in the ground.

“Damn it!”

Even though it hits the monster's body, the arrow doesn't reach the whirlpool.

I regret that I will learn the traditional bow.

I became accustomed only to the Recursive Bow I saw at the Olympic Archery, so I fell in love with the prelude that I had to put my finger under my chin and shoot.

I can't believe I left a strong traditional bow handed down by my Korean ancestors.

‘Ahhh... Oh, my God! ’

I regret it now. It's pointless.

In the meantime, while wasting a single shot, the whirlpool is increasingly moving downward.

In a very short moment, the words I heard from the traditional craftsman who made the bow on the master piece team crossed my mind.

“Isn't the Recursive Bow in the Olympic Archery much stronger than an elderly Korean Horn Bow?

It contains much more advanced science and technology, so it's fast and accurate, and the materials are advanced. ”

“Fuck this guy.

The traditional bow of my country. The bow of the sheep and the shooting posture are wrong.

The traditional bow pulls the full bow to the back of your face and shoots it. ”

“I don't understand. ”

“The sheep bows used in the Olympic Games stick their clasped hands under their chins and shoot them. ”

“Yes."

“So what happens?

With only half an arm, the bow rope is only half full of power.

In comparison, when we shoot our ancestors' bows, we extend our arms as far as we can to the other side.

Pull the bow like this to the back of your head.

Now look at this. Look at my posture. ”

Choi's father-in-law grabbed his arms and shot the Horn Bow.

Obviously, the length of the pull was greater than that of an archery that only extends one arm and stops at the jaw line.

Naturally, the pulling draw force looks much stronger than when pulled with one hand.

As the length of the drawn bow rope increases, so does the length of the flying rope.

It's simple, but everybody's overlooking it.

Until I heard what the artisan elder said, I thought that if the bow was heavy and large, it would simply be heavy.

But that wasn't it.

“Aah!”

“With this bending of the Horn Bow, the elasticity doubles.

So what about the shooting power?

Chosun's arrows are just as big and heavy as sheep's sheep, and they are completely different from the ones that flow.

A blurry arrow doesn't twist, but something else, heavy, flies by at once.

It's twice as powerful as the sheep bows.

It's just a piece of steel. ”

“Ouch! That's a traditional bow too. ”

It was dark under the back.

How arrogant is that?

In the meantime, I ignored the old saying that everything is old-fashioned.

Certainly the Composite Bow is outdated.

It looks more like an invisible artifact than a modern weapon made with advanced science and engineering skills.

Traditional bows, however, contain the wisdom of the ancients who pierced beyond that.

A giant archer's bow is a composite bow made similar to the bow of Korean ancestors.

So it's not that big compared to the arrows.

Of course, it's no bigger than a giant archer or a contemporary warrior.

Hope takes the second arrow out of the battlefield and puts it on Zumpy.

This time, I stretched out my hands like a rowing pose and pulled the bow rope.

There is no accessory like a Recursive Bow in the bow of a giant archer.

Because arrows don't shoot in a straight line, they fly in the wind.

As the bow bends by about two-thirds, Hope lets go of the clasped hand.

Shhh!

The arrows flew at a terrifying speed close to the sound.

The arrow that flies near the whirlpool loses its power and is instantly sucked in.

High performance missiles like Heaven are also sucked into the plate, so the arrows close to the sound won't hold the whirlpool.

However, hope could not be given up to the end.

As long as high-tech weapons like Heaven and Coil Guns are worthless, it's only this bow and a few arrows left.

I held up again and shot the third arrow.

The arrow caught in the escape section of the bow rope pulled close to the barnacle flies and shakes violently.

Even the third arrow, which flew through the sound speed in close contact, did not penetrate the rough wall of the vortex.

Fourth.

Fifth.

The sixth and seventh arrows flew in a row.

The arrow lost its orbit and was sucked out without holding back the whirlpool.

Hope feels trapped in an impenetrable hard wall.

There is no way to penetrate that vortex physically and engineeringly.

The vortex gradually descends to the ground and is submerged in the darkness to completely cover the sun.

One of the destroyed Columbian troops' straw cars climbs up and rises to the sky.

A vortex that raises momentum like it will devastate the ground.

Hope stumbles on the battalion, leaving three arrows in the leather pocket.

The eighth arrow was inserted into the bow rope and completely immersed in the back of the contemporary warrior.

I came up with a conversation with the elder.

“How do I shoot a senior bow well? ”

“Arrows should be in the wind.

The bow doesn't fly in a straight line, it climbs in the wind.

So the arrows don't straighten out the whole time they fly, they don't shake their tails along the flow to ride the wind.

You don't see the target, you read the wind. ”

Whirlwind flow.

You should read the wind as the elder says.

Pull up the hyper sensation and see the vortex flow instead of the monster.

The thought of digging in your head at that moment.

I was depressed by the strength of the monster and forgot the basics.

That swirl is not a black hole with no exit.

If there is a place to be sucked in, on the contrary, there will be a place where the flow emanating from the vortex will stay.

The inlet and outlet coexist within the vortex.

Wyyyyyy!

Shh, shh, shh.

The size of objects being sucked into the ground is getting larger.

JiHoon shouts urgently to his teammates instead of hoping for monsters with a big bow.

“Get away from the center! If you get sucked in, it's over. ”

Beautiful Joe stables are just about to be sucked up.

One of the team members gets sucked in and grabs the pretty one's hand and pulls it up.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!

A sudden bow throws up an arrow.

The 8th arrow lightly penetrated the sound speed and flew up.

The arrow pierces through the vortex.

As the intense lateral wind pushes the side of the arrow, the arrowhead loses direction and collides in the vortex.

Khhhhhhhh!

The monster sounded like it was trying to destroy everything on earth.

The LATV truck's bulletproof glass pane bursts into gold with a massive thunderbolt.

Is this how it ends?

“I'm not even a goddamned lord, but what's so strong! ”

I picked up the ninth arrow with a less trembling hand without even knowing it.

Immediately before the demonstration, the arrows were hoarse.

I saw the beautiful stables that were trying to save my team members being dragged up.

“No!”

Hope grasps the bow and arrow in one hand and leaps toward the pretty one.

The contemporary knight is dragged inward in reaction as he grasps the horse-drawn waist with one hand and turns it backwards.

Hope lays down her hands so that the pretty stable doesn't get dragged in with her.

Supporting position...

It's the worst.

A contemporary knight is slowly being sucked into the whirlpool.

Even the most powerful horseman, the contemporary warrior, can't fly. If you get sucked in, it's over.

At the moment of the crisis, hope had one question in mind.

Why could a giant archer's arrow pierce an airborne target five kilometers away at supersonic speed?

Theoretically, arrows flying at supersonic speeds should not reach hundreds of kilometers at distances as long as there is no propellant.

But the giant archer's arrows lose little speed.

It is concluded that the speed at which the bow flies and the subordinates arrive at the target point are similar.

Or it may be absurd, but subordination precedes superspeed.

One conclusion came to.

“It's not about riding the wind, it's about making your own way in the wind! ”

Like a Russian squall torpedo flying in supersonic waters.

The wisdom of the Giant Archer was far ahead of Earth's scientific civilization.

As soon as I find the answer, the contemporary warrior's feet are about to come to mind.

Hope lifted the hyper senses as much as possible, thereby increasing the coordination of the neuronal system as much as possible.

I walked the arrow to the bow rope and panicked.

And I saw the swirl of the target, not the flying monster.

The moment I saw the road, the arrow left the demonstration.

The ninth arrow flew up.

The arrow flies up into the air, irrespective of the vortex.

It looks like an arrow missed nonsense.

Khhhhhhhhhh!

At that moment, I hear the necrosis of the monster.

Like a man breathing and breathing.

There are also swirls in and out.

The arrow that seemed to have fallen along the middle of it flew away.

The arrow pierces through the crevice of the vortex and digs inside.

The ether energy holding the arrows increased the speed by crushing the resistance of the air.

Unbelievable, but the arrow of a giant archer is faster in subordination than in superspeed.

Especially the ether in the hyper-sensitive arrows that pulled as much as possible laughed at the giant archer.

Suuuuuuu!

The moment it passes through the inner luminosity of the vortex, the arrow is struck by metal fragments in the vortex and lost direction.

“Damn it!”

Hope clenches her fist with regret without even knowing it.

What had to be overcome was not only the flow of swirls but also debris.

Fragments protect the flying archer like a shield.

The contemplator lowers his stance and shrinks, but his feet slowly come to mind.

I stumbled upon tradition.

The last arrow took place.

10th Arrow.

Hope points an arrow towards the center of the vortex.

The center of the vortex is where the most powerful whirlpool occurs.

It seems impossible to break through there.

But hope instinctively realized that that was the only weakness.

The tip of the barbed arrowhead faces the center of the vortex.

When the energy of the ether is concentrated, a second scream echoes from the sky.

Khhhhhhhhhhhh!

Like the ninth arrow, he felt a great threat.

More than just feeling fear of hope, he is also afraid to consider a martyr.

I can feel the terror hidden in the monster's roar.

The arrows leave the protest, pulling up the hyper senses as much as possible.

The arrow pierces the vortex wrapped in fierce energy and straightens the center.

Qaaaaaah!

I hear an intense explosion.

The light emitted by the charge sphere, which is a dark and swirling nucleus, illuminates all sides.

Checkmate.

Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The flying monster howls in agony as the swirl smashes.

Floats floating in the sky begin to fall down as the swirl stops.

Each float turned into a terrifying mass weapon and hit the ground.

The Magun and Special Operations teams took shields and avoided falling objects quickly.

Now the invincible shield that protected the flying monster is broken.

The counterattack has begun.

Phew! Phew!

Cheyenne!

All firepower from Special Operations and Field Teams is focused on monsters.

The blue monster began to slowly fall to the ground, shedding grey blood.

Consider Blader's empty bow protest heading for the fallen monster.