Death Guns In Another World

As he consoled himself with the hope of still having a chance to win, he sent out more Chaos creatures into the battlefield. However, his hopes were shattered when Madeline mercilessly wiped out the second wave of Chaos creatures. The borders of Chaos began to tremble and crumble under the overwhelming counterattack. It became evident to Ion that he had been deceived from the start. The enemies had been playing him, luring him into a false sense of victory.

The realization filled him with a burning rage, and he clenched his fists tightly. The anger surged within him, fueled by the sense of betrayal.

"I can't believe I've been played," he seethed with fury.

In an instant, the dormant powers within them surged to life. Why now? Was it all a ploy to deceive me? No! There was an unsettling feeling that lingered.

Out of nowhere, a sudden memory resurfaced in the mind of Bahamut's clone.

"Yes, the Dali Kingdom Capital."

When the connection with the Capital was lost, a sense of foreboding washed over. The city was undoubtedly under siege. However, the clone had dismissed it, believing that the inhabitants of the Light mainland were simply inviting their own demise. After all, there were three Chaos Lords entrusted with guarding the city. It seemed logical that there would be no cause for concern. But now... something felt off. For the first time, the clone turned around, gazing deep into the enveloping fog. The sight before them was unobstructed, as if the barriers of Light no longer hindered their vision. And there it was, the Capital, engulfed in flames and reduced to ruins. Even worse, half of their palace had crumbled to the ground.

"Those bastards!"

Rage consumed Bahamut's clone, fueling his determination like a torrent of oil pouring onto a roaring flame. Without a moment's hesitation, he pivoted on his heel and marched into the swirling fog.

"The battlefront no longer holds significance! In my current state, defeat is inevitable. But I refuse to surrender. I will hunt down those wretches who dared to desecrate my city and crush them into oblivion!"

As Bahamut's rage consumed him, a spectacle of magnificent light erupted from the palace in the Dali Kingdom Capital. Streaks of brilliance ascended into the sky, their shimmering glow intertwining and harmonizing like the pipes of an organ. Ion stood in awe, his senses overwhelmed by the surreal scene unfolding before him. The columns of soft pink light stabilized, connecting to form a star-shaped magical ritual. Within its ethereal embrace, faint, elusive sparks of light flickered.

But in an instant, Bahamut's consciousness was extinguished.

The world was shattered by a cataclysmic explosion, its magnitude capable of obliterating everything in its path.

It was as if a new creation had begun, reminiscent of the birth of the universe. A small, shimmering black sphere materialized at the heart of the mystical ceremony, gradually transforming into an immense black hole. As it took form, the surrounding mist and radiance converged towards the center. In an instant, accompanied by thunderous rumbles that transcended time and space, everything collapsed. Brilliant rays of explosion scattered in every direction, swiftly consuming everything in their path. Space fractured, while time lost all meaning. After the blinding radiance subsided, a boundless abyss of darkness emerged, expanding voraciously and engulfing all in its path. The Chaos fog dispersed rapidly in the face of this infinite void, leaving no chance for the lurking Chaos creatures to escape. The tremendous blast unleashed a ring of light, effortlessly cleaving through the Chaos realm like a razor-sharp blade, reducing everything to utter nothingness.

———!

The ground trembled, ruptured, and crumbled. Despite Rhode's desperate efforts to flee, the aftermath of the Plane Destruction Bomb caused the Order's borders to crumble entirely. Gazing towards the distant horizon, the sky and land descended slowly, akin to shattered glass dissipating into eternal darkness. Witnessing this spectacle, Anna couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of uncertainty and anxiety, as if the world were on the brink of its demise.

"!!!!!!"

Despite being aware of Alex's plan, the magnitude of destruction caused by the Plane Destruction Bomb surpassed Anna's expectations. She stood in astonishment, witnessing the unfathomable void expanding from the distance, causing her delicate frame to tremble involuntarily.

Had Rhode and the others managed to escape the devastating blast?

The thought filled Anna with terror. She anxiously scanned her surroundings, but to her dismay, there was no sign of her new Master, Alex. Simultaneously, the black hole seemed to be reaching a critical point of stability. The crumbling landscape of the Dark Continent vanished, leaving only one-fifth of the disintegrating terrain before her eyes. It appeared that the collapse was finally coming to a halt. However, some fragments of land near the horizon hovered in midair, swirling within a storm of space, accompanied by dark purple lightning flashes.

The Chaos creatures had been halted, but... Where were Alex and the others?

Meanwhile, in Alex's location, the powerful storm howled past his ears.

Without glancing back, Alex surged forward. In an instant, the Chaos fog surrounding him dissipated as if drained away. The constant tremors beneath his feet served as a grim reminder of the dire situation at hand. In that moment, Alex hoisted Lisa with his left arm and Margareth with his right, sprinting ahead. The relentless void storm pursued them with ruthless determination.

"Tch, everything was going smoothly just moments ago."

Deep within, Alex couldn't help but feel a sense of despondency. The plan had been progressing far better than anticipated. Although he had worried that Bahamut's clone would return with an army upon sensing something amiss, he hadn't expected such resounding success. The setup of the Plane Destruction Bombs had proceeded without any hitches. This had led Alex to momentarily relax. With his mission accomplished, the logical next step was to evacuate. However, it was at that moment that he realized a crucial oversight.

He had underestimated the devastation caused by the Plane Destruction Bombs.

While Margareth had theoretically calculated the timing, damage, and range of the ensuing void, there was always a disparity between theory and reality. Initially, Alex had intended to swiftly blend into the Chaos fog and escape by teleportation, ensuring their safety from the disaster. But he hadn't anticipated the sheer power of the bombs, which proved to be far greater than expected. Before the teleportation process could complete, the Chaos fog was torn asunder by the relentless void storm, exposing their group, who had been relying on the fog for concealment. Left with no choice, they had to rely on their own legs and run for their lives. To stop now would mean certain death as they would be consumed by the void storm.

It was evident that Lisa and Margareth lacked the physical strength necessary for such an ordeal, which is why Alex carried them around his waist like sacks and sprinted without looking back.

As he fled, Alex couldn't help but ponder if those who had experienced the devastation of the first atomic bomb felt the same way he did in that moment.