16 ammunitions left.
I would take a great amount of ohr to make a single 9x19 Parabellum cartridge and then upgrade it to fit the newly modified Glock-17 that was imbued with the elements of venom and electricity.
Yroa still had a great amount of Mutual Ohr left, but that too would also deplete quickly if Yroa were to craft more things out of existence.
Then there was also a matter of 'upgrading' those bullets.
'I can try incorporating the local materials and alchemizing them into what I need, but I haven't tried it yet, so experimenting for the first time might take a minute or two of me being invulnerable.'
Yroa licked his lips, maintaining his aim towards the Natural Calamity.
'But how about incorporating a set of rules into the available bullet to maximize the damage?' Yroa began his chantless Spellcasting, churning his head as he applied a new type of spells on every bullet inside the gun's magazine.
A loud machine-like winding sound announced that the spell had been cast.
"... This ohr signature, that is a magic circuitry in the making!" Azel saw the ohr activity that had just unfolded in front of her. "Did Master just cast a 'Systematic Spell'??"
Without further ado, the trigger was pulled once again, blasting a singular force of electrifying molten green projectile.
Like before, the projectile was once again traveling towards the very same position where the first bullet hit the Natural Calamity's head. However, unlike the last time, the bullet didn't immediately execute its 'thermite-like' behavior and blast the victim to kingdom come.
Instead, it used the extra ohr that was injected into it and began to autonomously cast a physical amplification itself. At the same time, hasteing its speed through the similar wind manipulation spell that Yroa used back then.
With those two spells in conjunction, this projectile had successfully penetrated the dense and durable front part of the Natural Calamity's head and into the back of its supposed skull.
But instead of piercing a clear hole and exiting through it, the bullet autonomously cast a material manipulation spell to change its own trajectory, bouncing it back to another angle and causing even more destruction inside the Natural Calamitt's body part.
It then did it again, and again and again!
After it saw that the conserved ohr was nearly depleted, the bullet then proceeded to travel towards the very core of the Natural Calamity, and then enacted its thermite-like blast of venoms and electricity like there was no tomorrow.
Yes, Yroa cast a Systematic Spell on each of his gun's bullets to analyze the overall geometry of its victim's biomass at the first penetration, and also carefully acts accordingly using the spells that he programmed for the coded system to use to deal as much damage as possible within the analyzed data of the victim.
The ohr cost was significantly greater, since Yroa also needed to inject enough ohr for the systematic code to do all that it was programmed to do.
But it was actually more cost efficient than just bruteforcing normal spells onto this walking calamity.
'The series of tasks and execution on what I commanded it to do is near flawless!' Yroa thought to himself, casting an annoying wide smile on his face. 'Am I a genius? Or is it just that using ohr as a programming media is just significantly easier than any programming languages back on Earth?'
And in just a single shot, the Natural Calamity appeared to be utterly weakened as its inside was wrecked like a scrambled egg.
[+200(50%)=100 EXP gained]
[+180(50%)=90 EXP gained]
[+250(50%)=125 EXP gained]
The notification for the EXP acquisition went crazy, as it kept ongoing with some of them coming from the lightning bear and the packs of the flying snakes in the sky, with Azel being the honorable mention.
In just one interaction, Yroa had acquired a significant amount of EXP points.
[EXP: -35,110.2]
15 ammunitions left.
'The Natural Calamity gave me around 100 to 300 EXP points without the multiplier, while the lightning bears and the flying snakes gave around 30 to 150 EXP points. Though, it wasn't at a great density like Azel. Heh~ I guess having a proper sapient intelligence affects this interaction after all~'
Thanks to Yroa's display of technical power, the serpentine pack on the sky began to leave, as it saw no reason to engage with the Natural Calamity now that a proper contender to vanquish it had arrived.
The same happened with the lightning bear, as it peacefully took a backseat onto somewhere outside the perimeters of the fight. Although, Yroa had the feeling that it would go back to fight under the right circumstances.
It made Yroa wonder, do they fight because they wanted to prey on the Natural Calamity, or do they fight to protect their territory?
Either way, Yroa felt like neither of them could truly defeat this monstrous behemoth.
However, Yroa had the feeling that they didn't merely retreat because of his presentation alone.
"M-Master!" Azel called out, still using her invisible spell to stay out of sight. A;thought she didn't move an inch until now, making it easier for Yroa to confirm her position. "The Natural Calamity is in its weakened state! Should we take this chance to escape?"
"Possibly," Yroa said as he flat out shot another devastative round onto the crumbling Natural Calamity's head. "I have the feeling that there is more to this Natural Calamity than the one I first subdued."
14 ammunitions left.
"If you think so, then why are you still unloading your projectile at the Natural Calamity!??"
13 ammunitions left.
"Just to make sure, you know. I have the feeling that it won't easily die."
12 ammunitions left.
"AAAAA- I still have a lot of ohr left, so tell me if you need some support or protection, Master!"
11 ammunitions left.
"That's adorable of you~"
10 ammunitions left.
What was left of the towering 40 meters behemoth was now a crumbling comprehensive piece of sentient biomass rubbles that only makes up to 10 meters tall and 15 meters long in length.
It was at the point where Yroa needed to reprogram the Systematic Spell that he cast on his available ammos if he wanted to inflict as much damage to what was left of the Natural Calamity.
But just as feared, the Natural Calamity still showed a festive sign of life with its movement and ohr signature.
Yroa snickered. "I guess just like any Souls-like game, there will always be a phase two."
On the spur of the moment, all of the life force that existed within all what was left of the Natural Calamity clumped into one entity, merging into a finely shaped form of ohr signature.
Without any hesitation, Yroa shot two bullets at quick succession as this ethereal amalgam in the making, not giving the Natural Calamity any chance to fully phase to its second form.
8 ammunitions left.
But alas, any physical-based attack deemed to be null towards this calamitous existence.
"M-Master! The Natural Calamity appears to be—GYAAA!?"
Without knowing it, Azel was already on Yroa's arms, being carried like a princess as they blitzed the environment at 10 meters per second without any physical enhancement spell, which was roughly 36 kilometers per hour, 3 times the average male running speed.
Yroa's numbers on STR was 3.0, and 3.5 on DEX, with his CON valued at 7.9 as of current moment. It was still a little bit of mystery on how these numbers scientifically correlates to his physical ability, but Yroa sure felt like he could run much faster than this.
Probably because he didn't care jack about the pain, allowing him to consistently overdrive his body like it was the default state.
"Hold on tight." Yroa grinned at Azel, not looking on the nature path as if he had memorized it. "This can be a little bit traumatizing."
"This can be what!??"
Some distance behind them was an explosion of pure ohr that spiralized into the sky.
It was graceful, overwhelming, and terrifyingly divine for a natural lifeform of destruction that was born out of nothing but fate's whim.
Then, a few seconds after that, a humanoid entity emerged from the roots of the bursting natural ohr.
"Master! Behind us!"
A Natural Calamity often mimics many factors in its environment and decides its own physical vessel after the most efficient lifeform that fare successfully within its current biome.
Sometimes, it took many aspects from many different lifeforms.
This allowed a Natural Calamity to move at the same playing ground that the majority of the living being inside that region participated in, regardless of the amount of initial natural ohr that accumulated to birth this unnatural monstrosity.
However,
This doesn't mean that it could only do this mimicry once.
"Huh, I thought that it would be traumatizing," Yroa grinned as he looked behind. "Didn't expect it to be that gorgeous."
A Basic Appraisal was cast.
[Name: Unnamed]
[Lvl: 650 Malkuth]
[Domain: Physical]
[STR: 5.4]
[DEX: 6.5]
[CON: 87.5]
[INT: 30.2]
[WIS: 0.5]
[CHA: 10.1]
It was undeniably not mistaken that the Natural Calamity had taken a form with an appearance similar to Yroa, even down to the apprentice clothing set and the gloves that he was wearing.
"Hue! It's speeding towards us!"
The only difference that it had with the original person was the obvious castleton-green skin coloration, and the teal-colored geometric veins presented all over its body.
"Well, feel free to hang on to me tighter, sweetie."
"Hiieeee!"
In just a few seconds, the Natural Calamity sprinted its way towards the runaway Living Dungeon Core and Dream Devourer. The same annoying smugness radiating from Yroa could also be felt from this catalyst of calamity at this instance.
Confidence, the Natural Calamity hurled its arm, sending numerous green molten projectiles that were nearly similar to the bullets shot by Yroa's modified Glock-17.
"Oh my."
With his gun holstered to a makeshift belt, Yroa maneuvered around the terrain and used the debris and trees to block nearly homing projectiles sent by the Natural Calamity.
Terrifyingly enough, one of those projectiles was able to vaporize those trees and debris into a crater.
"C-casting barrier spell!" Azel shouted.
"Afraid of a little green, my dear Azel?"
"Those greens atomized the trees!"
"Would you like the green to atomize anything other than the trees?"
"Well, anything but us!!"
While it appeared to be similar to the gun's projectile, those greenish projectiles sent by the Natural Calamity appeared to be in a different nature.
It didn't move as fast as a bullet, it didn't have any hint of electricity on it.
However, it was enough to puncture a large hole at the feet of a sloped hill.
'Did that Natural Calamity scanned my brain structure or some kind?' Yroa's thought raced, perplexed by the implication within the numbers on the Basic Appraisal's result. 'Or is it trying to emulate my thoughts and actions in some way, which makes sense as to why our numbers aren't exactly the same.'
Yroa then decided to ask something, "Azel, are those projectile spells made with Creation Spell or is it just an innate ability that the Natural Calamity has, since it's mainly made out of natural ohr."
"W-well, it certainly has an act of Creation in it, but it appears to be using less elements and matters in it than what you did with your absurd firelock weapon, so it's definitely within the category of Elemental Spell more than anything!"
"Huh, that's interesting."
At one moment, Yroa noticed that one of the hostile projectiles had a significant increase in homing accuracy, so he cast a wind manipulation spell and slammed the bile imitation bullet back to its sender at extreme velocity.
The Natural Calamity caught on this and proceeded to do the same spell and ricochet the projectile back at Yroa.
At the same time, Yroa could feel a faint string connected to this returned projectile.
"Azel, enhance the barrier."
"O-okay!"
"That won't be enough if you don't want to die~!"
Panicked, Azel put more concentration of ohr than she was used to for her barrier spell.
At the moment of impact, the projectile proceeded to do five extra sets of consecutive explosions at a terrifying concentration, vividly creating a large gaping hole on the overdriven barrier and boosted Yroa and Azel forward using the momentum.
They were fortunate enough that the barrier only cracked at the last explosion, preventing both of them from meeting their utter demise.