Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 795 - 750: Crimson Blackhole

The moment Alex walked in, cardinal Pierrot said.

ʼʼFinally, you are here.”

Alex chuckled; it would be fun if he killed the three remaining cardinals and the high priests here. The Holy Crux empire would be crippled if there were to lose all their cardinals; losing seven Saint Realm experts was not a joking matter.

ʼʼYou seemed to have been waiting for me. I guess you must have some plan seeing the smug smile on your face.ʼʼ Alex said, observing cardinal Pierrotʼs reaction. He was grinning.

ʼʼYou are right; this floor will be your grave while your woman would be forever gone. You lost.ʼʼ Cardinal Pierrot declared, expecting Alex to react, but unfortunately, he didnʼt react; his face was calm.

ʼʼIt is that so?” It was all he said with his head tilted to the side.

Cardinal Pierrot, who was expecting Alex to lose his cool after hearing his provocation ended up as the one who lost his cool.

ʼʼActivate all the formations. Letʼs show this bastard itʼs better not mess up with us.ʼʼ Cardinal Pierrot shouted, and immediately, everyone present on this floor except for Alex poured their mana into the many hidden formations all over the place.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions occurred, and the room was filled with mana to the point Alex would find it hard to cancel it as he was not strong as Silveria.

〖Hahahaha! Nice solution; by overloading this room with mana, they are making it impossible for you to use your cancel ability. Itʼs simple but pretty effective. I give them my thumb up for this one.〗Silveria talked as if she was enjoying the current situation.

Alex sighed before saying. ʼʼItʼs a great countermeasure, but unfortunately, this will not stop me.ʼʼ

〖This solution should have been perfect if you didnʼt have that ability. How a shame their greatest trump card will end up fueling the enemy.〗Silveria mumbled, feeling pity for cardinal Pierrot and his men.

ʼʼNow, Alexander, who can you-” Cardinal Pierrot hadnʼt finished his sentence before losing control over the enormous mana filling the room.

ʼʼManaʼs body.ʼʼ

The moment Alex muttered those words, he had taken control of the surrounding mana. He possessed the greatest ability; not only could he cancel other access over mana he could also connect to ambient mana, temporarily making it his own.

ʼʼWhat?ʼʼ Cardinal Pierrotʼs eyes widened in horror; their full-proof plan had backfired on them. There was no mention anywhere in the information they collected on Alex that he could take control over someone else mana.

Swish!

Alex vanished and reappeared before cardinal Pierrot and caught his head; he lifted him before violently slamming him against the hard floor.

Kabooooom!

ʼʼGofuh!”

Cardinal Pierrotʼs spine broke under the violent impact; he was in immense pain.

Before the others could react, Alex had already moved.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He killed them like goblins, be it was grandmasters or Saints; it took only one advanced version of the phantom bullet to erase their upper bodies [A/N: His bullets became powerful as his strength increased.[

The others couldnʼt react; manaʼs body had increased Alexʼs reaction speed on top of his Demi-God reaction speed, making Saint look like children before him.

ʼʼM-Monster... Cough! Cough!” Cardinal Pierrot mumbled with difficulty.

ʼʼThank you for the compliment. Well, please be on your way.ʼʼ Alex said before unleashing another phantom bullet.

Half of cardinal Pierrotʼs body, along with the floor, was gone.

Alex sighed and checked how long he could still maintain the manaʼs body state.

ʼʼHum! I still have 2 seconds left.ʼʼ

He immediately asked Silveria to check to see there was too many people upstairs, such as servants and low-ranked church members; fortunately, only high priests and knights were left.

Alex nodded; he would feel any remorse if he were to kill them all as they knew the risk when they accepted to go against him.

Aiming Silveria upward, Alex poured all the mana he stoled from cardinal Pierrotʼs group; the silver gun seemed to shine for a moment.

It was only recently Alex thought of using this method; normal bullets or special bullets have one thing in common, the amount of mana needed to be used to unleash them was already fixed, but it doesnʼt mean it could not go up. For example, what would happen if a phantom bullet that normally needs 300 mana to be fired you added 50 or 100 more mana?

The answer is simple; it would change; to put it simply, it would evolve. If the previous version was 0.1, then by increasing the input of mana, it will become ver. 0.2.

It was shocking he had not thought of this soon; he didnʼt need to get new skills or abilities; he already had enough. He must improve, changing how he uses them and trying new things to find the perfect skills.

Silveria and Nyx could have told him, but they didnʼt do that because they wished for him to discover this on his own; only like this would he get new ideas on what to create that would fit his needs.

It was exactly what was happening right now.

The crimson bullet left the gun without making a sound, but as soon it was out, Alex was sent flying while the space in front of the bullet was torn apart; it was like a black hole that sucked all lights and the surrounding inside it.

This black hole continued to fly higher and higher, destroying everything on its path until it stopped right before the highest level of the tower; a powerful defensive formation protected this floor.

Alex, on the fourth floor, felt chill when he saw the improved version of the crimson bullet pierced through eight floors. He had never thought this would happen; so much damage would be caused by the improved version of the crimson bullet; he almost got killed by his own bullet. He felt fear and soon excitement; he could make his bullets more powerful by increasing the mana needed.

ʼʼLetʼs call this new bullet Crimson Blackhole.ʼʼ

Alex smiled before flying through the hole left by the crimson bullet; he was sure Lucius would be fuming. The final fight was about to begin; he would be taking his woman back.

ʼʼLucius, here I come.ʼʼ