Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 1393  1250: Gracier on Rampage

That was why Nilerea had no choice but to mobilize all her forces. This time, not only were the elite forces of her family involved, but all members were also gathered. This was a little trickery of dark elf families. After their daughters grew up, matriarchs would allow them to establish their own families. Not only could the newer families replace them in eliminating threats, but they also ensured the stability of the matriarchs' dominance. As a matter of fact, in this City, almost more than half of the families were supported by and connected to the top matriarchs. This time, she didn't avoid any suspicion to send them out, which went to show how ambitious this matriarch of the fourth family was… Or perhaps, just how arrogant she was. It was tough to figure out whether the thought of her implicating the entire city to be buried with her even existed in her mind.

Humans slave crowded the streets as they marched in large strides. Some wielded shields before them, while the rest, the burly one behind them clutched hammers. A fully-equipped dark elf army occupied the rear, guarding the advanced female mage among them. This was the standard formation for the dark elves. They wouldn't put themselves in danger but instead manipulate a large number of slaves to diminish the enemies' strength before dealing the lethal, final blow themselves. Due to that reason, the dark elves flourished the whips in their hands to spur on the creatures before them. Under such intimidation, the human slaves naturally had no way of resisting. The only output for them was to take it out on the enemies and use their deaths to prove their existence in this world.

All of a sudden, a petite figure appeared in front of the huge crowd. Gracier sauntered ahead. The bright flame coalesced into several golden flames that hovered around her, metamorphosing into an unbreakable barrier. Gazing at the heavily-armored enemies, she revealed an excited and sinister smile. She clenched her tiny fists, squinted, and widened her mouth.

"Heh, heh. Please don't die so soon.''

Gracier then snarled, raising and swinging her right fist abruptly.

"-------!"

A glaring light beam exploded from her fist, blasting straight at the army of monsters ahead. Facing this sudden, oncoming brilliance, the humans were completely devoured before they even reacted. In an instant, brilliance occupied the entire space, enveloping the dark, underground city in a whiteness that was as bright as daylight.

The blinding light wreaked havoc on the dark elves' formation.

In an instant, the somewhat-neat formation crumbled. The human slaves were sent flying in the far distance. Upon realizing that something was amiss, bursts of black mist erupted to enfold the streets.

In the blink of an eye, there was nothing except darkness. This was also the innate skill of the dark elves—Dark Mist. They could create a mass of darkness that not even magical spells could penetrate and conceal themselves within it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Shortly after the dark elves released the dark mists in a panic, a series of rumbles and explosions echoed as a dazzling, white flame column appeared above them. Then, it slammed the ground like a gigantic hammer. Not only did the power eradicate the darkness, but it also smashed the dark elves into bits. Gracier withdrew her right arm and let out an evil laugh. At the next moment, she dashed straight into the hectic battlefield like a streaking meteor, crashing into her victims.

Boom!

Before one of the unfortunate duergars figured out the situation, it was plowed into a lifeless corpse underneath Gracier's feet. In this thunderous explosion, the surroundings couldn't help but rumble, where cracks spread across the weaker building walls. The mighty impact proliferated in powerful airwaves, striking and blasting away monsters that couldn't evade in time. In an instant, the area around her was cleanly swept. Apart from the spider web-like fissures underneath her feet, there was nothing else left.

But at that moment, theremaining dark elves finally launched their attacks.

The instant Gracier landed on the ground, several razor-sharp, pitch-black, and seemingly modified blades struck at her. The dark elves' swordsmanship was top-notch, especially in terms of speed and accuracy. Not only that, but the blades of their swords were also smeared with a lethal poison that could seal one's throat. Just a scratch from the blade would be enough to send one into the abyssal of death… But it was a pity that they were dealing with a rock-hard enemy right now.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In a string of crisp rasps, the invisible barrier negated all threats mercilessly. The strong recoils from the blades forced the dark elves back by half a step. Despite that, they instinctively extended their arms to strike again. But at that moment, Gracier retaliated.

She chuckled, truly amused by the sudden development. She raised and spread her arms to the side. Along with this action, ''Oh, This is truly fun!"

She chuckled, truly amused by the sudden development. She raised and spread her arms to the side. Along with this action, innumerable, white flame-like light beams erupted around the transparent barrier, dispersing in all directions and ramming into the dark elves. Even though the dark elves wore magical armor that was highly resistant to ordinary magical spells, it was a pity that Gracier was someone extremely blessed when it comes to the Fire attribute, and the composition of her spells was fundamentally different from magical spells. Not only that, currently she switched to White Flame, which is like 'holy light', meaning the White Flame was blessed by holy attributes, which made it a perfect match against these wicked dark elves. As soon as the white light beams slammed onto the dark elves, they would feel as though red branding irons were pressed against their skin at once, where not even the well-trained dark elves could withstand this agonizing pain. As blood-curdling screeches filled the air, the encirclement of the dark elves disintegrated entirely like a broken eggshell.

"Oh no!"

Looking at this scene, the bewildered female mage who was protected at the rear turned ashen. As a spell caster, she understood more than the males just how powerful Gracier's attack was. Even though she was mentally prepared for such an extent of attack, the White Flame's terrifying holy power made her tremble in fear. But now wasn't the time to be terrified. The moment the encirclement shattered, she raised her snake whip and yelled out evil incantations. Shortly after, the pitch-black and ice-cold energy of death coalesced on the tip of the three-headed snake whip. Then, she snarled and flourished the long whip.

Whoosh——!

The dark, sinister energy of death metamorphosed into a gigantic viper that widened its jaw and pounced on Gracier. She who was seemingly unable to react in time was swallowed by the viper entirely.

'Yes! I did it!'

Looking at her success, the female mage cheered inwardly. This was one of the most powerful spells she mastered. Any life form that came into contact with the darkness of death would have its energy absorbed in the shortest time possible, before drying up into an ice-cold, lifeless corpse…

However, before the female mage completed her smile, a dazzling, white flame flashed past her eyes.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the enormous viper exploded into bits of fragments. The burning, holy energy surged like blazing flames, devouring the snake whip in the female mage's hand. The female mage gaped, but at the same time, a petite, jade-white fist grew in size as it enveloped her vision.

In a loud bang, the female mage's skull was like a watermelon smashed by a baseball bat. Her beautiful face was completely crushed. One of her perfect eyes fell out of its socket and dropped to the ground. But at the next moment, it was squashed by a boot that landed on it!

"Splendid!"

Gazing at the corpse that was spurting blood from the neck and falling backward to the ground, Gracier nodded in pleasure and raised her bloodied right hand high in the air.

''Not bad.''

While Gracier vented her frustration, the fronts on the other side also showed overwhelming dominance and superiority as one would have expected of Alex's group.

''Earth become my shield!"

Pandora chanted a small brown shield appeared in her hand before sprinting ahead briskly. The Earth shield in her hands expanded and wrapped around her like a safety fence.

''Wind protect me!" She chanted again while running into the enemy.

Blustering green winds also formed a sturdy wind barrier with the young lady in the middle, keeping out all threats. Not only that, but thick stone skin also covered her entire body. At that moment, Pandora was like a bulldozer baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as she crushed her way through. As a matter of fact, this was indeed the case. She couldn't care less about who was in front of her, even if the other party was also another elf of a different color.

The instant both parties clashed, Pandora expanded her shield and wind barrier and charged ahead. This strategy showed some obvious, positive results. The dark elf army, which didn't expect Pandora to act this recklessly, broke out in a fluster. Although the dark elves also raised their shields to resist her, before they came into contact with her, they were engulfed and swept away by the wind barrier like home runs. Meanwhile, the soldiers who weren't struck off by the wind barrier didn't have it any better. They waved their weapons in vain to stop the elf with white hair from trampling them down, but in the face of a gigantic, steaming bulldozer, how much damage could muscles and flesh inflict?

Absolutely none.