Death Guns In Another World

The atmosphere changed right after they heard that.

''It's Alexander, the new special adventurer?" Dalia, the only female SSS rank adventurer, asked. A beautiful elf with short blonde hair and green eyes.

''No, it's subordinate to a talented Elf. She might become the third, no sixth SSS rank.'' Elseria declared with a smile.

''Huh?" The others were confused.

'Who is this person, and who are the other three?' They were curious.

At the same time, in another small city in the Drexia Empire, the new SS rank adventurer they were all curious about was on a mission.

The warehouse was filled with an eerie silence. The six revolutionaries from the Chaos organization were rooted on the spot.

Their eyes were on the entrance from where a woman was slowly moving forward. They gulped down and then moved their eyes to the floor where their companion was lying in utter misery.

"Ah," The man tried to move his limbs without any success. His entire body was in a mess, with almost every bone inside him fractured. They were on a mission to destroy this small city; everything was going perfectly, the cries of the despairing people were like a piece of sheet music to the man's ears, and they were planning to kidnap the young children with the most potential for experiment, they were about to take them into this warehouse, but then it happened, he was knocked, sent flying as they were preparing the stage before the kidnapping, the result he was severely injured.

He...lp," The man muttered after struggling for what felt like an eternity. His injured face was extremely unsightly, with his face caved within as if a magic carriage had run over him.

The only woman in the group, who was behind him, heard his voice. She shook her head, trying to regain her composure.

"Now is not the time to be in a trance," She shouted after noticing the trance-like state of her companions.

Everyone was shocked by what happened; they didn't see anything. All they heard was the sound of bone-shattering and their companion currently lying on the ground.

Finally, their leader, a bulky man named Horace, snapped back to his sense and ordered.

''Give him a recovery potion.''

He knew this was not the time to lose their wits, no matter how strong the enemy was.

"Yes," The man not far from the leader nodded and took out a potion from his space ring . He uncapped the bottle and crouched down in front of the injured man, and fed him. The potion transformed into green energy waves and passed throughout the man's body.

Sss

The broken bones joined together and returned to their original position. As the green waves moved down the body, the tissues healed, and the flesh recovered its original vitality.

Soon, the man jumped back on his feet, feeling refreshed and energized.

''Wow! You didn't die? Well, this would be more fun this way.'' A cold voice ringed in the warehouse, a woman's voice; even without seeing the owner of this voice, one should already picture that it would be a beautiful woman.

However, the man who suffered did not feel happy after hearing this voice. The man flinched as he turned his head towards the master of this voice. The dust had settled down, and he could make out the features of the one who had brought him to a near-death stage.

The woman has shoulder-length white hairs with strange pupils, a mix of black and green. The air behind her was turbulent and filled with a curtain of blood as if she was the slaughter queen.

"W-who are you?" The man muttered, already on guard.

''Me?" The woman tilted her head to the side, asking; this question might have sounded innocent if it wasn't for the eerie air surrounding her and the evil grin on her face.

''Well, you can call me Pandora.'' The woman added. Her voice changed, and it chilled everyone's heart.

''So why did you kill that young girl barely twelve?" She asked as her eyes locked onto the man who got healed. He was the one who pierced a young girl child because she was crying after her mother got killed. Pandora appeared too late and couldn't save the little girl; it was why she especially targeted this man.

The man didn't know how, but the next moment, he was struggling to breathe.

He felt himself off the ground with a heavy pressure knocking over his windpipe. His bloodshot eyes moved down, and he noticed a hand grip on his neck.

"Ple...ase," His face turned deathly pale as Pandora tightened her grip. Somehow she had appeared in front of him; it was almost as if she had teleported.

The others felt insulted, and they immediately launched attacks; the woman swung down her claw-like weapon, another one fired an arrow at Pandora, and another one swung his sword.

Pandora's lips curved upwards as the claw landed on her hand but bounced back, followed by an explosion.

BOOM!

"ARGH!" The woman screamed as her claw (weapon), and hand got ripped apart in fragments of blood and gore.

At the same time, the arrow fired at Pandora switched target and stuck the one that fired it with a small present added to it.

"AHHHH!" The archer released a heart-wrenching scream as he felt thousands of voltages passing in his body from the arrow. Somehow, his arrow was charged with lightning.

"Impossible," Horace uttered in horror as he found himself missing his target and his subordinates injured.

"H-how is this possible?" The now one-armed woman backed away with her other hand supporting her shredded hand. She couldn't believe what had happened; just the hell happened?

''Extras should stay still until it is your time, or do you wish to die more painfully.'' Pandora, while she tilted her head to an impossible angle, she looked like a scary possessed doll. The other five immediately forgot to breathe. They felt death caressing their skins, whispering to them that their death wouldn't be gruesome if they did something unnecessary.

''Gulp!'' They gulped.

''Good boys! Let's continue where we left off. So care to answer my question?" Pandora asked the man while increasing her strength; the man was already sweating.