Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 1346 - 1214: Hellʼs Gate

ʼʼDonʼt tell me that this is all youʼve got as the mighty commandant?ʼʼ

With total disregard for the commandant, Alexʼs eyes were like he was looking at a bug that infuriated them.

ʼʼIʼll be disappointed otherwise,ʼʼ Alex added with a smug expression.

It happened at that moment.

Boom!

ʼʼY-you lowly human!”

A berserk energy exploded from the ogreʼs body, he seemed to have gone berserk.

A second round was about to start.

This berserk energy transformed into an ominous armor that covered the ogreʼs body like some kind of malevolent armor. His strength increased as well.

Just as the monster thought that maybe with his current strength he could make Alex pay, the latter seemed to have reached his yawn and unleashed Nyx, the sky darkened and he declared.

ʼʼHellʼs Bullet!”

From the black gun, a red bullet was fired, and time seemed to have stopped. The ogre knew he was done for, the red bullet disappeared and appeared behind the ogre with Alex declaring.

ʼʼHellʼs Gate — release!”

To Ogreʼs shock, a large creepy-looking gate appeared behind him. It was edged with dark stones mortared together, while the double doors themselves were made of a heavy enough to let two meters-looking metal and a large tall creature pass through them without needing to stop.

Instead of doorknobs, large weighty rings were attached to the doors, and it seemed like those were the things you needed to pull if you wished to open the gate.

Above the twin doors was a sign that read:

[Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here as only Hell await Ye] which only added to the overall ominous vibe it was giving off.

”Where did this gate spring from?” asked the frightened ogre, who had spun around to look at the structure.

”Hm? Whatʼs this? Now itʼs opening by itself?” He said trying to calm down his rising temperature.

The heavy doors slowly swung outward in a smooth motion without any hint of creaking, as if a pair of butlers were gently pulling the handles.

Even though the gate appeared to be a flat freestanding object that wasnʼt connected to anything. Instead, there was a pitch that appeared to be a rippling black void beyond.

All of a sudden, a cacophony of macabre, garbled sounds emanated from the void, and the commandant let out an earsplitting shriek at the sight that met her eyes. A mass of tricolored tentacles wormed their way out of the gate, each appendage sporting a bleached skull, a hand, an arm, an ear, a giant eyeball, or some other body part protruding from random places, like mushrooms on a log.

Aside from the skulls, every hand, arm, and eyeball affixed to a tentacle was paired with its mouth, and each one had a set of teeth that came in varying shapes and sizes. Some teeth were perfectly aligned, while others were jagged and uneven.

Some were arranged in rows like youʼd see on certain species of sharks, while other mouths looked like the kind you might find on an old person, complete with decaying and even missing teeth. This gruesome, hair-raising mass of monsters lunged toward the ogre.

”What? No!” The ogre screamed. ”Stay away from me — Aaaargh!”

It was too late. The disfigured tentacles had already wrapped themselves around the commandant and were starting to tear away at his flesh ignoring his armor with their monstrous array of teeth.

Enough of the tentacled creatures had set upon him for the natural assumption to be that itʼd take less than three seconds for him to be completely consumed while she was still breathing, but this wasnʼt the case.

Every time the ogre lost a chunk of flesh, it would immediately regenerate itself, providing the monsters with even more to feed on.

Unfortunately for the ogre, however, the pain and the sensation of being eaten alive were all too real and hid foe wailed throughout the excruciating ordeal.

”Huumann! Lebbee out of this! Helb!” The ogre yelled as he struggled to speak with the growing crush of predatory tentacles choking him and tearing him apart.

The appendages began to drag him toward the open gate, and while he did attempt to struggle against these monsters, it was all in vain, because they just kept chewing off him constantly regenerating his arms and legs.

Nyxʼs Hell Bullet: Hellʼs Gate unleashed demonic spawn equal to the amount of mana Alex poured into the bullet, plus it had the added facet of ratcheting up the pain and intensity of the grisly torture based on how deeply the vengeful user despised their enemy.

”Man, this bullet is sure scary. Iʼm glad Iʼve found the perfect guinea pig to test on.ʼʼ

The other monsters were too scary to even do anything as they watched their commandant suffer endless pain.

Each time an arm was ripped off, he grew another. Each time a monster chomped off his entire shoulder, it regenerated itself. Each time he was disemboweled, his internal organs would get fully restored just in time for another round of evisceration.

The carnivorous tentacles were constantly ripping the poor ogre to pieces, their actions fueled by the amount of mana Alex put in while creating this bullet. He had put more than half of his mana into making the Hellʼs Bullet.

”Human! Stob these things! Helb!” The monster screeched as he couldnʼt form any proper sentence anymore.

”Let me go! Please!”

But his pleading was all for nothing. The teeth dragged him through the gate filled with appendages as he screamed like a wounded wildcat and the commotion only ceased when the double doors had slammed shut behind him.

As soon as they did, the Hellʼs Gate automatically shrank and transformed into a black bullet.

To be more specific on the nature of this bullet, the Hellʼs Bullet was used for detaining and torturing an adversary.

A prisoner would spend an entire day trapped inside the box with the monsters whose numbers corresponded to the number of crimes committed by the detainee before their ensnarement.

Once the day was up, the Hellʼs Gate would have finished serving its purpose which is to torture and steal from its prisoner. The person imprisoned would lose all his mana, a part of it would be transferred to Alex while the other part would serve as fuel for the gate to work. A nasty bullet.

ʼʼWell, time for some clean-up.” Alex declared after storing away the black bullet. The monsters started fleeing after their commandant got done in but Alex grinned because he was not letting a single monster get away, he wouldnʼt be letting such precious XP get away, a meal served is meant to be eaten not wasted.

Another hell broke loose.