Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 1551 1380: Bang! Bang! Bang!

That pure, formidable magical power was as though a pouring storm, which caught him off guard. If it wasn't for his quick reaction to activate his defense accessory, perhaps he would be a goner by now. He was baffled.

'Oh my! That was so powerful. Will I stand a chance against the enemy when we face each other?'

"It's a Mage in the Demigod realm."

Vandal sulked and muttered under his breath. He stretched out his hand and touched the crystal fragments hovering in midair. They appeared to be burned by flames. He narrowed his eyes and scanned carefully.

"… Was it one of our men that was previously sent?"

A Necromancer beside Vandal asked with weakened spiritual radiance in his eyes. It was apparent that in the previous clash, this unfortunate Necromancer didn't hold as much protection equipment as him, which resulted in his injury. But his plight wasn't too bad considering that the other two Necromancers assisting him had perished into dust due to their low levels. This proved just how powerful Cecilia was.

"No I'm certain it's none of our men, this energy feels different."

Vandal shook his head. He sensed pure flames within the powers. The man he was thinking about wasn't a fire elemental Mage, so this powerful strength definitely didn't belong to him. Not only that, but Vandal also sensed the presence of the wind element, which confused him. There might be more than one enemy spying on him he concluded.

''Sir!..."

Suddenly, a timid voice called out and Vandal shifted his attention to the vampire, a survivor of the last assault on Alex's fort.

The vampire is clad in a black, long robe. The latter gazed at Vandal hesitantly and subconsciously tightened his hug on the white cat in his arms.

"… I-I heard that the young overlord has a subordinate who is a spell caster and has entered the Demigod realm. Besides, in the previous battle, she was present too."

"Oh?"

Vandal's eyes glinted as he stared. At this moment, he recalled that this Vampire standing before him was involved in the previous battle and was fortunate to escape. This time, he had also brought him along to receive some intelligence and it seemed that his choice was right.

"Really?"

"Y-Yes, Sir."

The young Vampire answered worriedly.

"B-Back then, my previous master was about to activate the supreme spell, but the young lady's spiritual body emerged out of nowhere. Then, she extended her hand and broke the supreme spell. It was the same back then. The gushing, dazzling flames almost devoured everything, and Master Lars was gravely injured by it. That… It was the same for me, so…"

The vampire didn't finish his sentence, but Vandal understood what he meant. It was apparent that the scene had scared him witless, so he fled and escaped death, unlike Lars and his pitiful men who were annihilated. It was punishable to flee at the last moment, but this vampire had the highest level among those who escaped and his life was spared so he could describe the entire situation perfectly. If it wasn't for Vandal who was heading toward the fortress and needed someone to help him familiarize himself with the situation, perhaps this vampire would have been thrown into prison.

It seems that this battle is gonna be tough.

Vandal narrowed his eyes. A powerful Demigod Mage was unlike a Warrior. Mages' powerful spell-casting abilities predetermined that they could control the entire battlefield. But for unknown reasons, he felt that the enemy was stronger than the intermediate Demigod realm expert. He couldn't put a finger on it. After all, he was only in the Intermediate Demigod Realm and wouldn't understand things that he didn't grasp.

But apart from this, what made Vandal worried the most was the other report which mentioned that Lars's Undead Army suddenly disappeared from the battlefield. Any powerful beings could imagine this to be dragging others into their Order Dimension. But… how much strength was needed to drag the entire army in? Perhaps even the former Light Dragon couldn't achieve it.

Vandal felt that the situation was getting out of hand. The Undead Army had been stationed here for a long time but failed to capture detailed information about the enemies as the scouts that he sent were all discovered. Not only that, but he had also lost his precious Corpse Slave — Back then, he was scared witless after he discovered that the black-haired young overlord tried to capture his spirit. If he hadn't abandoned his ideas and fled right away, perhaps this entire army would have a new commander now. It was due to this that Vandal stopped dispatching high-level scouts who might be captured. All he could do was to use magic spells to observe the fortress from a distance. But the amount of information he could gain from it was limited.

It seems that the young man is retaliating… But this is fine too.

He revealed an ice-cold smile. Then, he turned to his subordinates.

"My detection spell has been destroyed and can't be cast for the time being. I expect the enemy to dispatch their troops to investigate our whereabouts any time soon. Strengthen our defenses and immediately report if there are any findings.

Vandal swept a glance at the empty seat and said in dissatisfaction.Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs ɴoᴠel ꜰɪre.nᴇt

"Where's that bitch?"

"Sir, she has left the campsite early in the morning. She said she has a mission to complete."

"Hmph! How annoying!"

Vandal let out a snort.

The group of lowly Dark Elves was unpleasant to his eyes for a long time. If it wasn't for the general, he wouldn't have led them here. Even though the Dark Elves held a higher status than the humans in their country, they were nothing more than slaves and playthings to the Undead Creatures. Vandal had always suspected that the Dark Elves had other motives for coming here, but it had nothing to do with him.

He was better off minding his own business.

Meanwhile on the other side.

Alex came to a halt.

He scanned the surroundings. At this moment, there wasn't a single ray of light in the forest apart from the blood moon hanging high above. The pitch-black Dragon's protection from above had concealed all other radiance. He found it amusing because, simultaneously, the sun was shining brightly on the other side of the boundary line. It seemed that science was completely cut off from this world.

Scarlet, dusky radiance from the blood moon illuminated and formed indistinct shadows from between the dense, withered branches. Alex slid along the snowy path lithely without leaving any footprints.

Suddenly, he felt three presences in his detection range. He completely erased his presence and three shadows appeared.

''Where did the presence go?"

''I'm sure I feel someone's presence.''

''Well! Maybe you are overreacting.'' Said the third shadow.

Thanks to his good eyesight, Alex had no trouble seeing their appearances.

'Dark elves huh?!'

Alex disappeared and reappeared in the middle of the three.

''Huh?"

''Atten-"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Alex didn't let them retaliate before finishing them off with a bullet in the head. He was so fast that it was hard to follow his movement.

''Gun is fun as always!"

〖I thought you forgot because you only played with a sword recently.〗

Alex shook his head and decided to apologize after seeing Silveria sulking.

''My bad.''

''Playing weak can be annoying but I'm sure it will end soon,'' Alex mumbled those words before vanishing. He dodged their line of sight by sneaking through the other side and arrived at a relatively steep mountain wall shadow.

The Undead Army presented itself before him.

''Wow!"

Even someone as powerful as Alex felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing the scene before him.

It was an endless darkness.

Undead Creatures filled the flat mountainous region in orderly rows and the snowy field had as though been covered by a thick, black carpet. Soul Griffins and Gargoyles hovered in midair and between the mountains stood up to 10 structures resembling furnaces of five to six meters wide. The burning magma inside them splashed back and forth while Skeleton Guards stood by it.

He even spotted a monster he had never seen before and thanks to appraisal skill he was able to see its information.

[Skeletal Troll Lv 90]

Skeletal Troll.

This horrifying-looking seven-meter-tall creature was made of strong, bulky bones. Even though it looked as though it would easily crumble, he felt that its skeleton was specially modified. Not only was it as hard as fine gold, but its magical resistance was incredibly high. The Skeletal Troll's standard weapon was its two enormous chain hammers. Its shoulders were also embedded with two-meter wide rectangular, iron plates which were used as 'towers' to transport Undead Creatures.

〖When the battle began, the Skeletal Troll would arrive at the city walls while the Undead Creatures lept out and fought against the soldiers. The Skeletal Troll was also strong in attack and defense.〗 Silveria shared this information with Alex. He couldn't help but sigh, his mood was heavy.

There were more than a hundred such monsters in this entire campsite. He was appalled not because he feared losing but simply imagined what awaited them in the real world if the fake Bahamut was capable of creating something like this.