Death Guns In Another World

〖It is pretty much exactly at you said.〗Silveria who also did her calculation confirmed.

''That is great. The reason why not many like to fly in the sky after reaching the Grandmaster's Realm is simply because flying all time can be exhausting, not only for your one's stamina, one's mana will quickly decrease and for those with a small mana pool they don't like to fly but will rather rely on a movement skill, this is low-cost inducing and more powerful. As for moving through space, it is more mana costly. With this Sin I can move around faster and more efficiently, more importantly, it is cooler moving this way.'' Alex flashed a smile at the end of his sentence prompting Silveria in the Heaven Soaring Shuttle form to roll her eyes at her master and man.

After arriving at this conclusion and messing around for a while, Alex did another few tests before finally stopping, having achieved his first goal, finally, it was time for the second one.

"Now to test its attack power"

He descended and then landed on the ground. The flying shuttle hovered in front of him. With a thought,

Whoosh!

Six blades of shards detached themselves from the Heaven Soaring Shuttle. Each of these blade shards was curved and extremely thin.

"According to Silveria, each of these blade shards is quite powerful is extremely suitable for me to use. Oh yeah, she also said that the entire soaring shuttle can disassemble with a thought.''

Immediately Alex tried doing so. Suddenly there was a whooshing sound...

Whoosh!

And the Heaven Soaring Shuttle instantly spread out into pieces.

The densely packed thin and small blade pieces hovered in midair.

365 blade pieces in total.

The entire soaring shuttle seemed to have been made of them.

As if the current sin, the Sin of Greed's Heaven Soaring Shuttle was forged

via special means using these 365 blade pieces.

This is surely going to be fun.

Alex felt burdened by the 365 blades and quickly reduced them to six which seemed to be his limit. He could perfectly control them like the extension of his hands. 

From then on he played with the six blades, cutting, slashing, and trying various techniques. He played until late in the night before going back.

°°°°

Sunlight comes as woven strands, free and united, flowing into a day it reveals and solidifies, making the world of our nightly dreams something so beautiful. Each tree is a masterpiece, each wand of grass something magical. And this is our world, our everyday world, the present with each rise of the sun that we can marvel at or ignore; the choice is ours, as it always was.

The couple woke up and got ready to depart. Silveria observed the sun and mumbled.

''How often we see the dawn and take for granted the sun, that we see the blackness become a vista, the world we love, our home... yet after that, do we think of the light and how it brings our world to life? Do we think of how it shows us color instead of only grey and warms us from our skin to our core, ignites our thoughts to beauty, inviting that light and warmth to enter our hearts also, before respectfully giving us time to dream, to accept it as part of ourselves if we wish.... yet always giving us the moon and stars. So, this dawn, as the blackish greens take on their vibrant and verdant hues, I let it soak in a little deeper. As the sky changes from charcoal to soft dove grey I already cherish the blue that is to come. For the dawn is the invitation to the day, to the gift that is present if we dare to see it fully and to love it with all that we are.'' 

''The sun rises as a canopy of gold, bright amid the blue, bidding the stars to take their nightly rest. As darkness surrenders, every color changes from tinges of charcoal to vibrancy. There are days I wonder what we give in return for such gifts of divine magic; perhaps it is our love, perhaps we radiate it into space; perhaps that is our connection to creation beyond the borders of our world, our reality. Perhaps inside I too am gold, a bright flame that burns for another kind. For me, that's a thought as warm as any bright new day, one that tickles my mind as much as my heart.'' Alex mumbled after Silveria before the latter vanished and Alex disappeared, going where his mother-in-law sent him to get his second reward.

The coordinates were integrated Into his mind and he was directly sent to that place, bypassing all restrictions.

A few moments later he appeared before what appeared to be an island, this island gave a weird vibe. His senses were affected, Alex had the feeling that this place was hiding something.

Just what secrets did this island behold?

Trees were abundant, flowers were colorful, vines were everywhere... the forest seemed to be full of life.

But there just weren't any animals.

Alex carefully advanced step by step.

Around a hundred meters away from him was a pink flower. This flower was even larger than a sink, much larger than the flowers near it. It was also much more bright.

At that moment Alex slowly advanced towards that flower step by step. As he became closer and closer, he finally arrived.

"What a bright flower,'' Alex observed a bit and then turned his head as he continued, he couldn't use his appraisal skill. 

And right when he took two steps--

Whoosh!

The bright, pink flower that was larger than a sink ferociously opened up wide. With its now three to four-meter wide diameter, this gigantic flower explosively shot toward Alex like lightning. As if a cover fell from the sky, it directly covered him as it tried to swallow him whole.

After entering this misty island, he never let down his guard and was always in his utmost state of cautiousness.

"Hm?" A cold light flashed through his heterochromia eyes.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!