I Have a Military Shop Tab in Fantasy World-Chapter 106: Inside the Tower Part 2

The demon came fast.

Faster than anything that size should have been capable of. Inigo barely had time to dive aside as the monster’s massive blade cleaved the space where he had stood a second before. The impact cracked the ground, spraying shards of stone and organic fluid into the air.

"Korrik, left!" Inigo shouted.

The warrior swung his greatsword wide, but the demon caught it mid-strike with one armored gauntlet and twisted—metal screeched, sparks flew, and Korrik was flung backward again.

"Damn it!" Lyra loosed an arrow toward the demon’s eye. It deflected harmlessly off its helm.

"His armor’s too thick!" Arienne yelled from the side, hands glowing as she prepared another spell.

Inigo fired. His M4 Carbine roared, enchanted rounds slamming into the demon’s chest. The impacts sparked against the obsidian-like plates, some chipping away fragments—but they barely slowed it down.

He saw it with his own eyes: The bullets were doing something. Just not enough.

"We’re not breaking through," he muttered, emptying the mag and ducking behind a pulsing pillar. "This guy’s a walking tank."

The demon stalked forward, blade dragging against the ground like a guillotine waiting to rise.

"Inigo, we need ideas!" Lyra called out.

"Hold on!" he yelled, slapping a fresh mag into the rifle. He peeked around the side and opened fire again—short bursts, carefully aimed. Sparks flared. Tiny shards broke from the armor at each strike.

Not useless, but far from enough.

He needed more.

Something bigger.

Inigo clenched his teeth, ducking behind the pillar again and raising his left hand. A flicker of golden light danced between his fingers as he summoned the interface.

[Freedom Shop - System Accessed]

A translucent screen materialized before his eyes. The list flicked rapidly as he scrolled through, his mind racing.

"C’mon... something heavier... something big."

Then he found it.

[M61 Vulcan Rotary Cannon - 8,000 Tokens]

The image shimmered—a six-barreled beast of pure destruction. Chambered in 20mm, air-cooled, electric-powered. Capable of spitting 6,000 rounds a minute.

His eyes widened. "Perfect."

[Confirm Purchase?]

"Yes," he whispered. "Do it."

[Purchase Confirmed. Balance: 256,342 Tokens]

Then:

[Ammunition Bundle – 10,000 Rounds (20mm) – 2,000 Tokens]

[Purchase Confirmed. Remaining Balance: 252,342 Tokens]

The world around him snapped back into focus.

"Cover me!" he shouted. "I’ve got something!"

"What?!" Arienne grunted, launching a burst of electricity at the demon that did little more than spark against its breastplate.

"Just do it!" Inigo ducked and ran to the far edge of the chamber, yanking an orb from his side pouch—his summoning marker. He slammed it into the ground.

With a sudden surge of light, metal materialized from thin air—thick armor plating, hydraulic limbs, and spinning barrels emerged in sequence. The M61 Vulcan burst into existence with a hydraulic hiss and a heavy metallic thud. An ammo pod followed behind it, already linked by a belt of 20mm rounds.

The machine clicked into standby.

"Let’s see if he can tank this."

The barrels began to spin with a mechanical whine.

The demon noticed.

It turned its gaze toward the weapon—just in time for the Vulcan to fire.

The chamber roared to life. Thunder cracked in rapid-fire succession as the Vulcan’s barrels spewed hot metal death. Each round hit like a hammer, smashing into the demon’s chest and shoulders with terrifying force.

Chunks of armor flew. Cracks spiderwebbed across the black plating.

"YES!" Inigo shouted, grinning wildly.

The demon staggered. One knee buckled. It raised its arm to shield itself—but the Vulcan kept chewing, rounds tearing through its guard. A round clipped the side of its helmet, ripping the horn clean off.

It roared—a deep, guttural, distorted sound that rattled the walls.

Korrik, now upright and furious, charged forward with a renewed yell. He swung his blade down on the demon’s weakened knee. This time, it cracked. The limb buckled.

"Keep hitting it!" Inigo called out.

Lyra leapt up onto a broken pillar and rained down arrows on the exposed joints. Arienne summoned spears of force, driving them into gaps in the demon’s armor.

The Vulcan roared continuously, chewing into the demon’s side.

But the monster didn’t fall.

Instead, with a furious howl, it lunged—barreling through the line of fire and slamming its sword down into the Vulcan itself.

Steel met steel.

The Vulcan was torn apart in a single blow—barrels twisted, ammo pod ruptured, the machine sparking and failing with a high-pitched shriek.

The cannon was destroyed.

But it had done its job.

The demon’s chestplate was shattered, its left arm hanging loose by twisted sinew. Black blood dripped from a deep gouge in its side.

It was hurt.

It was vulnerable.

"Now!" Inigo shouted, rushing in with his rifle raised. He unloaded a fresh mag directly into the exposed wound, every round bursting deep into the creature’s core.

Arienne followed with a chain of magic that wrapped around the demon’s sword arm and locked it down, just long enough for Korrik to leap onto its back and drive his sword into the base of its neck.

Lyra, silent as a ghost, planted one final arrow—directly through the glowing slit in its helmet.

The demon gave a single shudder—

Then dropped.

The ground shook when it hit.

For a moment, no one said anything.

Then Korrik exhaled sharply and dropped down beside the body, panting. "Tell me we don’t have to fight another one of those."

"Not unless they’ve got a twin," Inigo muttered, slinging his rifle. He looked down at the broken Vulcan and sighed. "Worth every token."

"Token?" Arienne tilted her head to the side. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing," Inigo dismissed her curiosity. "Anyways, we need to deal with that summoner."

"The summoner had retreated there."

"Then this is not over."

"We push in two minutes. I have a huge feeling about this, that this is the base of operations of the Demon Race."

They did.

With the carcass of the demon behind them and the path ahead glowing with eldritch fire, the team regrouped, healed, and moved forward.

One trial down.

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