Death Guns In Another World

Clang...! Clang...!

Amidst the resounding clash of swords, a group of shadowy figures emerged from the misty haze, slowly advancing towards Alex's companions. As the fog dissipated, their true identities were revealed, leaving both Alex and the steadfast Margareth astounded

Before them stood a formidable team of skeletal sentinels. Although "skeletal guards" may not be the most accurate depiction, their appearance resembled that of skeletal guards, with nothing but bones and no trace of flesh. However, there was an uncanny resemblance to robots in their presence.

Their peculiar robotic bodies seamlessly merged with the skeletal framework, making it almost impossible for Alex to discern them if not for their protruding skulls and limbs.

Alex issued a series of commands to his team before shifting his attention towards Margareth.

"Margareth, it's time to begin. Have you gathered everything you need?" he inquired.

"Y-Yes, Sir Alex. I'm fully prepared. Just give me a little time, and I'll assemble and activate it successfully," Margareth replied, her eyes scanning the surroundings with curiosity.

In an instant, Margareth's demeanor shifted as she absorbed Alex's question. With determination, she nodded and reached into her spatial pocket. From within, she retrieved a large, oval-shaped metallic object. At first glance, it resembled an oversized metal capsule, adorned with a beautifully-drawn magical ritual that emitted a faint golden glow. Encased within a rectangular crystal box, almost like a piece of artwork, this one-meter-long and half-a-meter-wide metallic object held immense power.

Alex knew all too well that this was no mere artwork; it was Margareth's groundbreaking invention—a weapon of unparalleled destruction known as the Plane Destruction Bomb.

Margareth, the brilliant alchemist, possessed a multitude of talents. However, her expertise in one particular field stood out above the rest: explosions. Among the arsenal of alchemical weapons she had crafted, the Plane Destruction Bomb reigned supreme in terms of sheer devastation. By forcefully combining the forces of Light and Dark, she had created an explosive attack that rivaled the destructive power of a nuclear bomb. But that was not all. If Alex strategically positioned the Plane Destruction Bombs in a circular formation and ignited them simultaneously, the resulting cataclysm would birth a vortex-like entity capable of consuming everything in its path. In that moment, whether it be Light or Chaos, all would be eradicated. Nothing would remain - no trace of Chaos, Light, or any discernible existence. It would obliterate matter itself.

Alex devised a plan to scatter the Plane Destruction Bombs throughout the Dali Kingdom Capital, enticing Bahamut's clone to venture into their midst before triggering their detonation. This scheme served a dual purpose. It would not only eliminate the clone but also impede Chaos from infiltrating the Main Continent, at least temporarily. However, this seemingly straightforward tactic carried the inherent risk of "killing 1000 enemies while hurting 800 allies." Given the overwhelming power of the Plane Destruction Bomb, Alex mentally prepared himself for the complete annihilation of the first line of defense. Moreover, the repercussions of the explosion's creation of a "dark hole" remained unknown. Should it ensnare the entire continent, Alex would only be inviting trouble upon himself. To mitigate potential risks, he contemplated placing the Plane Destruction Bombs at the heart of the Dali Kingdom Capital. By doing so, the damage inflicted upon the continent would be minimized, limited to the outermost layer.

Nevertheless, these plans were mere hypotheses. Considering the inherent dangers, Alex hesitated to test the might of the Plane Destruction Bomb on the Main Continent. If matters escalated beyond control, he might end up destroying the continent before Chaos had a chance to do so.

However, circumstances had shifted.

"At present, the Dali Kingdom Capital is beset by certain troubles. It appears that we must adapt to the situation at hand," Alex spoke, casting a fleeting glance at the Plane Destruction Bomb cradled in Margareth's hands.

"Margareth, how many of these have you brought this time?"

"Um..." Margareth's head drooped in embarrassment upon hearing Alex's inquiry. Blushing, she softly replied,

"Sir Alex, I have crafted a total of 50 Plane Destruction Bombs and brought them all here. I hope that will be sufficient..."

As Alex listened to Margareth's timid explanation, a slight twitch in the corner of his eye betrayed his inner turmoil. In his eyes, this shy and innocent alchemist had suddenly transformed into a ticking nuclear arsenal.

"Didn't you say five would be sufficient?" Alex questioned, his voice tinged with exasperation.

Margareth's blush deepened as she averted her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes... but even so, I fear they won't be enough. That's why I brought them all..."

Alex's stoic expression remained unchanged, though his emotions roiled beneath the surface. He reached out his hand, gently patting Margareth's shoulder. "Well done, Margareth. But you must exercise caution. One miscalculation could sweep us all into the abyss. For the sake of our safety, you must be more careful."

Margareth nodded obediently, her eyes meeting Alex's as she lifted her head. "Yes, Sir Alex. I will take note of that."

"I don't mind," she continued, her voice filled with sincerity. "As long as I can be by your side, even an accident wouldn't matter..."

"Cough, cough," Alex coughed lightly, interrupting Margareth's train of thought. "Alright, now is not the time for that. Let's focus on the task at hand. We'll have plenty of time for that later. Prepare yourselves, we're moving out immediately."

With a wave of his hand, Alex signaled the rest of the team to follow. Margareth, though lacking a visible reaction, coughed softly and fell into step behind him.

〖Your charisma is truly mesmerizing, evident from the way she gazes at you. It's clear that she has developed feelings for you, but she's not the only one. Perhaps you should consider exploring those connections.〗Silveria playfully taunted Alex, but he chose to ignore her, causing the silver-haired goddess to pout in her bedroom in her own realm. She felt frustrated that she couldn't go on a killing spree just yet.

At that precise moment, the scouts sprang into action. Their findings revealed the presence of three powerful entities, known as Chaos Lords, within the Dali Kingdom Capital. These Chaos Lords were situated in the central palace of the city. However, their true identities remained a mystery, as there were countless Chaos Lords in existence.

"Maggie, Scarlet, take charge of your respective teams. And as always, maintain a low profile. Maggie, this time focus on providing support..." Alex paused for a moment, surveying the surroundings before continuing, "...and let Mart lead the team. Can you handle it, Mart?"

"...If Maggie is willing to follow my orders, there shouldn't be any issues."

In response to Alex's question, a menacing voice chimed in. Hearing this, Maggie snorted dismissively and relinquished her role as a leader. It was not surprising, considering that if Maggie were to showcase her abilities, their plan to infiltrate their destination would surely be compromised.

"Alright, let's move out!"

After ensuring that everyone was prepared, Alex crouched in the shadows and fixed his gaze on the corner of the street ahead. As soon as the steel skeleton guards turned the corner, he issued a command and swiftly maneuvered through the shadows, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. He arrived beside the steel skeleton guards, unsheathing his sword in one fluid motion. Simultaneously, a dozen cloaked figures materialized in midair around the guards. The leader, a petite shadowy figure, extended her arm and threw a pitch-black, semi-circular enchanted field that instantly enveloped the guards. The darkness shimmered, and the world seemed to be completely shielded. At the same time, Alex's sword pierced the body of one of the guards.

"———!"

In response to this attack, several bolts of light erupted from the steel skeleton guard. It attempted to retaliate, but at that moment, a thief leaped into the air, wielding daggers that found their mark in its eyes. Meanwhile, four shadow clones of the thief struck the other guards. However, as soon as the thief and his clones vanished from sight, a knight standing beside Alex raised his longsword and slashed it through one of the guards. Rays of light dazzled as the sword penetrated the solid steel, unleashing white, holy flames that consumed the guard, reducing it to ashes.

The trio's coordination was flawless. It took less than 10 seconds from the moment Alex initiated the attack to the knight delivering the final blow with his holy strike. Before the unfortunate guards could even react, they were swiftly dispatched. On the other side, the remaining guards met a similar fate. They were encircled by the rest of the group and fell to the ground without uttering a sound.

As the steel skeleton guards collapsed, a mage dressed in a pitch-black robe snarled and extended his arm. Almost immediately, an emerald brilliance emanated from his fingertips, shrouding the enemy corpses. The moment the brilliance enveloped them, the corpses disintegrated into powder and vanished from sight.

"Phew..."

As the pitch-black enchanted field dispersed, the wind resumed its howling. Alex raised his head and glanced at the lead scout. The young woman subtly shook her head in response. Understanding her message, Alex gestured for silence.

The once bustling street now lay empty. At first glance, it appeared as though nothing had occurred.

With the patrols eliminated, the group reached the northern gate of the Dali Kingdom Palace. Along the way, Alex confirmed that the peculiar steel skeleton guards were not connected to each other. He even attempted to take out another team of patrols across the street, but they remained completely unresponsive. It seemed that despite their twisted nature, influenced by Chaos, they were incapable of exhibiting the same discipline as the forces of Light (Order).