Death Guns In Another World

While Typhania was busy playing with Zero, Freya had left Armstrong, whose injuries had almost recovered. He would be able to move in a few hours at most, and Freya, who had confirmed that he was fine, left him and decided to take care of the remaining members of the Chaos organization that had followed Zero.

Spreading her senses, she was able to locate one of them quickly. She teleported right in front of the man.

''Appear my loyal knight.''

Right after Freya appeared, the man, using his black magic, summoned a five meters tall ghoul who immediately attacked Freya.

''Grrrr!" The giant ghoul swung its club covered in poisonous fluid, but it failed to touch Freya.

Meanwhile, the man that summoned the ghoul escaped into the corner and began to do something. He would use this opportunity when Freya would be busy dealing with the ghoul to achieve his goal.

Freya understood his goal, but did nothing to stop him as she knew what he was trying to do; he planned to sacrifice the others to increase his strength. Knowing this, why would she stop him? He would be reducing her work; she just needed to wait until he was done and kill him. No matter what he did, he would not escape his death.

The giant ghoul kept attacking, but none of his attacks connected; Freya easily dodged with the minimum movement.

Suddenly, the giant ghoul opened its mouth and spewed poisonous mist; it was his ultimate attack. His poison could melt almost everything, and with this attack, he should have been able to deal some damage to Freya. Unfortunately, it was what happened.

''GRRRR!"

The giant ghoul growled as his ultimate attack failed. Freya then appeared before him like a devil figure, her white hand reaching out for his throat.

He might be technically dead, but he still has an imposing will, which wouldn't allow him to be defeated by a human. The ghoul relying on its instinct, leaped back while blasting out a rain of poison on Freya.

Dark ice threads emerged from her stretched hand and pierced through the poison droplets before converging into a thick spear.

"Grrrrrr!" The giant ghoul cried.

The spear expanded and drilled into his chest. Purple blood sprayed out, and the spear emerged from his back, turning his body into an icy statue before it exploded.

At the same time, the man had almost finished with his preparation; he would not let Freya, the Ice queen, mess with his plan; he would kill her, and this achievement would be enough to increase his rank in the organization.

''Black mist.'' In order to buy himself a little bit of time to complete his transformation, that man stretched his hand in Freya's direction; black mist shot out from his hand and exploded right in front of Freya.

BOOM!

The explosion swallowed her.

Freya emerged from the explosion as if nothing had happened, her right hand holding an ice sword made from mana.

Terrifying coldness blasted from her, obscuring the world in front of her with a dark snowstorm. At the same time, pitch-blackness erupted from the sword, enveloping the surroundings.

Despite the total negation of light, she was clearly visible. The outline of her pearly-white face was wrapped with luminescent ice crystals. They covered her all the way to her shoulder blades, from where they blossomed as wings. She was truly beautiful beyond words.

''Finally, you can die now, Ice queen.'' The man stopped hiding and charged toward Freya with his weird-looking staff. He had successfully sacrificed his team members and converted them into chaos energy that got sucked into his body, increasing his level to level 145; he was now a Demi-God, albeit not a proper one, but still Demigod nonetheless.

Lightning covered the man-body-like armor as they charged at each other.

Clang!

Freya's sword met with a bolt of lightning. A series of shockwaves surged out, filled with dark shards and crackling blue currents that generated an explosion.

BOOOM

The whole floor began shaking.

Meanwhile, Ice Queen heavily pressed her sword onto the lightning bolt, pouring bone-piercing coldness into it.

The man felt his hand turning numb, with dark frost moving on his fingers. He swiftly pointed his other hand at her face.

A beam of explosive light burst out, and at such close distance, it was all but impossible to dodge it was what he believed.

Yet Freya achieved the impossible by leaning her head to the side, causing the beam to brush past her. Simutanosuely, her crystal wings curved out, and the pointed corners stabbed at him from the sides. It was the perfect counterattack.

"!" The man was surprised, and he quickly pulled back, flying one kilometer away. Freya's wings failed to stab him, so they started swirling in his direction, creating a typhoon of ice shards that followed him.

In the meantime, the man looked at his numb hand. The frost particles were quickly wrapping it, and it was a real pain to hold the bolt of lightning he had created. He thought after sacrificing his team members to boost his strength to his current level, he would have been invincible, but contrary to his expectation, it did not happen.

He couldn't emerge victorious in the few exchanges they had. The most shocking thing was that with his aura of Demigod, he failed to pressure Freya, who seemed to still be in the Saint realm.

He couldn't understand this ridiculous situation; who could a mere Saint fight him to a stalemate? He might have used a shortcut to achieve his current strength, but he was still a demigod, yet as one, he completely failed in killing a Saint realm expert. The current situation was beyond ridiculous.

'What is happening? Have I failed?' The man began to doubt himself; therefore he checked his status but what he saw confirmed that he was truly a demigod.

''What with this ridiculous situation?" He couldn't help but ask this.

Finally, Freya's cold voice reached his ears.

''Is that all you got?"