Novel & Cerita Death Guns In Another World

The carriage was a box of nightmares. Angel couldn't breathe. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Luciano’s face, then blood, then Elijah’s cold smile. Her hands flew to her head, fingers digging into her scalp. "No, no, no," she whispered, rocking back and forth. The words were stuck in her head, a broken record: *I ordered my men to kill Luciano.* A sob ripped out of her, so hard it hurt. Then another. She was gasping for air, her whole body shaking. This couldn't be real. It was a bad dream. A horrible, terrible dream. She had to wake up. "Luciano," she choked out, his name a prayer on her lips. "Please, please, please."

Death expected within 30 seconds! [If the Female Protagonist dies, this world will enter an irreversible self-destruction sequence. Within twenty-four hours, the entire dimension will collapse into a black hole. All living beings will cease to exist forever!] The System’s warning exploded in my ears like nonstop sirens, but I felt nothing. I lay motionless on the ground, staring blankly upward like a corpse whose soul had been ripped away. Scenes from the past replayed before my eyes one after another.

For a moment, the air froze. Xavier's eyes flashed with pure disgust as he gritted his teeth and spat out, "There you go again. You always use death to manipulate me! "You're like a plague, a demon, constantly reminding me about that countdown. God, I'm so sick of it. Honestly, you'd be doing the world a favor if you just died already!" I stood frozen in place, the chill sinking deep into my bones. Yvette leaned against his chest, letting out a soft sigh. Then, she cast a pitying glance at me as if looking at a hopeless lunatic. "Is she threatening you with death again?" she asked. Her voice was syrupy, but her words were like daggers.

“The Wendells, my uncle, whoever planted the rot—I'll find out. I’ll burn every thread they touched. But we do it on our terms now. From the shadows.” Ayra nodded slowly. “Then let’s stay ghosts.” Lucian smirked. “For now.” --- Outside, the wind picked up, whistling through the trees. The world believed them dead. Burnt beyond recognition. Their enemies would scramble for control, hunting phantoms in every shadow. But the dead had a way of walking again. And this time, they would not return as heirs or criminals. They would return as fire.

So dirty, she then looked down at the figure, ah no, the bloody corpse lying pitifully with its rotten organs dug out near her feet. Xia smiling poke the zombies corpses using her feet and thought 'If this world is an apocalypse, then there is no restriction for me to kill a few right?' Xia's smile grew bigger as she thought of this. 'This world is very interesting after all'

And at the same instant— The First God’s eyes widen. “NO—HE CANNOT TOUCH YOU—NOT WHILE YOU’RE—” But it’s too late. Auren’s hand brushes mine. And the entire realm detonates. Light. Shadow. Power. Bodies. Souls. Everything explodes outward in a single catastrophic blast— And the world goes black.

I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

until world destruction. The Final Duel Rages Damien’s combat blade clashed sharply against Natalia’s lethal strikes, sparks flying as steel met steel, deadly and unforgiving. "You’re too late," she hissed, twisting sharply, her dark smile widening. "The world burns... whether you live or die.” A Battle Against Time Vanessa’s sniper rifle barked sharply, dropping two advancing guards as combat drones emerged, locking on fast. Gunfire erupted, lighting up the steel-plated platform as Kyle’s trembling fingers typed frantically, fighting to shut down the missile control interface.

said Joko, pointing to the surveillance ball given by the Hiulus shark. "But there are still people alive! If we shoot them, everyone will die including Amura, Yusagi and Kawa. Even though I can't be friends with Yusagi and Kawa, we are still fellow people from another world!" Alex still maintains his humanity. "You talk a lot, just shoot them with your sniper," Des said with a deadpan look like a sleepy person. "If I could, I would have done it long ago!" Alex tightened his grip on Des' collar. "Then don't say much, or do you want me to rip your mouth open?" said Des who seemed to be digressing, but he raised his sword and pointed it at Alex's mouth.