Death Guns In Another World

Alex's group had barely had a chance to celebrate Scarlet and Maggie's double victory when devastating news reached them. The commander of the main warship had been ambushed and her soul stolen by a powerful vampire lord. Time was of the essence, and they knew they had to act swiftly to save her.

In the midst of this crisis, Alex saw an opportunity to tap into a new source of power. He sought to unlock the Sin of Envy, a legendary and immaculate longbow. This bow possessed the ability to shoot homing arrows that exploded with formidable magical force upon impact. Its precision was unmatched, ensuring that every shot found its target with deadly accuracy. However, there was a catch - wielding this bow drained its user's magical reserves significantly.

Undeterred by the bow's demanding nature, Alex prepared himself to wield this newfound power. He grasped the spotless longbow in his hands, feeling its weight and potential. As he did, intricate patterns of leaves and branches emerged, intertwining over the surface of the bow. These patterns resembled a complex combination of twisted hour, minute, and second hands, forming two circles that encased the longbow like a unique-looking clock. Alex, drawing upon the elements of Time and Space, locked onto the enemy's position, his eyes closed in focus.

With a steady hand, Alex slowly raised the longbow, the clock hands etched on its sides beginning to turn in sync with his intentions. He reached for the bowstring, feeling the tension build as he pulled it back. Light coalesced along the stretched bowstring, and in a blink of an eye, a crystal-clear arrow materialized above it, ready to be unleashed.

Sitting wearily in a chair, the female vampire's pale complexion reflected her exhaustion. Despite her initial confidence in the battle, she had underestimated the commander, Eleanor, and her rare ability to manipulate sound. Caught off guard, the vampire had suffered grave injuries. If she were a more cautious individual, she would have retreated immediately. However, two formidable beings had prevented her escape, insisting that she lure Eleanor into their trap. And so, all she could do now was wait.

As the moments ticked by, the vampire hoped they wouldn't keep her waiting for too long. Her injuries were severe, and while she could still muster the strength to fight, her only desire was to escape at the first sign of an intense battle. Opening her eyes, she raised her arm and gazed at the crystallized heart in her hand. Inside it lay a tiny human shadow - the core of Eleanor's soul.

Chaos Lords relished in collecting souls as macabre works of art. Not only that, but the potent spiritual energy within these souls could also be harnessed to replenish their own strength. By encroaching upon and devouring these souls, Chaos Lords could disrupt the balance of power and fortify themselves.

The aromatic scent of the soul in her hand enticed the vampire, her expression contorting with desire. She parted her lips, ready to consume the heart when suddenly, she stopped herself. "Patience," she whispered to herself. "I must be patient. I shall bring this exquisite soul back to my lair and savor it slowly. Once I return, I will have all the time in the world to 'prepare' this delectable soul. She will crumble into eternal despair and agony, becoming my loyal servant."

With a sigh, the vampire carefully tucked the heart away, closing her eyes once more to continue her rest.

Just as the vampire sank into a peaceful rest, an intense, agonizing pain suddenly erupted within her. Her eyes flew open, fixating on the arrow that had pierced her neck. She tried to cry out, but only a stifled sound escaped her lips. Desperately, she raised her arms, attempting to remove the arrow from her neck, but it was too late. The Grim Reaper had already materialized, wielding its merciless scythe. In an instant, the arrow transformed into a blade of light, cleaving her body apart. Before she could even grasp the arrow, she slumped to the side of the chair, lifeless.

As the vampire met her demise, she was startled by the soft ticking of a clock.

Tick.

"———!"

The young woman's eyes snapped open, suspicion clouding her gaze as she surveyed her surroundings. At first glance, the cabin remained unchanged, basking in tranquility.

Had it all been a dream?

Furrowing her brow, she reached up to touch her throat, finding no trace of injury or the punctured arrow. A wave of distaste washed over her.

What an unpleasant dream...

With a deep sigh, the vampire closed her eyes and retrieved the spirit crystal from the folds of her clothes, admiring its beauty. The dream had felt so vivid, as if she had truly experienced the piercing pain of the arrow in her neck. Even for a Chaos Lord, such a traumatic moment would not be easily forgotten. She stared at the exquisite crystal, gradually calming her restless mind. Once she had regained her composure, she carefully returned the spirit crystal to its hiding place within her garments.

At that moment, her vision turned black.

In just a few seconds, her left eye stopped functioning. The ice-cold, tremendous pain of death entered the back of her head mercilessly. She widened her eyes in bewilderment. Before losing consciousness, the last thing she witnessed was the arrow that penetrated her eye. Along with a shining brilliance, her head was shattered into bits in the blink of an eye. This time, before letting out a scream, she collapsed from the chair, and the spirit crystal dropped to the ground.

Tick.

"———!"

She opened her eyes once again, staring blankly at the ceiling. She couldn't help but touch her left eye as though it were aching dully.

That's strange. What's wrong with me?

The vampire couldn't help but knit her brows. She seemed to have had a really strange dream, but just couldn't recall what it was about. This was a rare occurrence, but it was just a dream, after all… The young lady shook her head and reached out for the spirit crystal to admire it. But after retrieving the spirit crystal, she suddenly had a bad feeling as though she would be in danger because of it. But…

'How is it possible? I'm hiding deep inside the ghost fleet. There are also two powerful beings protecting me now. Hah, how foolish of me.'

The vampire shook her head in denial, throwing her uncertainties to the back of her head. Then, she raised the spirit crystal and indulged in the beautiful spiritual radiance within.

"———!"

The spirit crystal in her hand plummeted to the ground. She sat on the spot, widening her eyes and staring at the arrow that punctured her chest. The crystal-clear arrow emanated a faint magical radiance. At the next moment, violent space turbulence exploded from it. In a loud bang, the vampire's body was ripped apart, twisted, and sucked into broken space fragments, vanishing in sight.

Tick.

"No…!"

The young lady opened her eyes abruptly, extending her arm to wipe beads of sweat off her forehead. She used her strong tenacity to stifle her wail.

What happened?

The young lady turned and looked at her surroundings. For some unknown reason, the Chaos Lord felt like something was amiss. After a few moments, she reached into the folds of her clothes to retrieve the mesmerizing spirit crystal… At that moment, she suddenly stopped moving.

Three arrows emanating a faint radiance punctured the young lady from the back of her body, penetrating her eye, neck, and heart. No one knew when the three arrows were fired or how they punctured her body. The Chaos Lord couldn't budge. She widened her eyes and stared blankly in vain. The spirit crystal in her hand had dropped to the floor. She opened her mouth and tried to scream, but the punctured arrow stopped her from doing so. At the same time, as though resonating with one another, the three arrows exploded in a white brilliance, bursting into the sky in a straight line.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

At that moment, the second hand finally overlapped with the other two clock pointers on Alex's longbow.

"———"

Along with a string of dazzling brilliance, his group witnessed a tremendous, white light beam burst out from the sea of clouds in the distance. It was so powerful that it ripped apart the thick layers of clouds, revealing a huge opening. At that moment, Alex opened his eyes and released his grip on the bowstring.

A blinding white radiance flashed.

"It worked!"