Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 1370 - 1237: Information Gathering 2

If he didnʼt have the body of Demigod he would have suffered more serious injuries.

”Where am I?”

Then the man looked around to size up his surroundings. He noticed there were many bloodstains and scratches on the walls, as well as a cold chain that pierced through his shoulder blades.

This was some dark dungeon.

Then he noticed the black-clothed beauty standing in front of him.

He shivered. He couldnʼt hide the humiliation, anger, and hatred in his eyes.

”This damned woman with the face of an angel!”

Staring at him, he almost squeezed these three words out of his teeth. His hatred for Luna soared through the roof after all she was the one that put him into his current state.

ʼʼYou wouldnʼt get anything out of me.ʼʼ

ʼʼThat is probably what youʼre thinking, right?” Luna said those words as if she could read the manʼs thoughts.

ʼʼWhat?”

A terrifying chill swept through his entire body. His spine was cold, and his scalp felt like it was going to explode.

He did not dare to look into those beautiful golden eyes as it could intensify his fear, his body started to tremble and he limped back until his back hit the wall, then he remembered one of the safety measures on him just in case he was caught. He couldnʼt spill anything here therefore he wanted to crush the poison hidden in his molar but unfortunately it was missing.

ʼʼIs this what youʼre searching for?” Lunaʼs voice rang out in the manʼs ear prompting him to raise his head and as his eyes landed on the thing Luna was holding he couldnʼt help but shudder.

She still had that warm smile even when holding a bloody tooth, it was the missing molar.

Boom!

There was a sudden illusionary explosion in the manʼs mind. It was as if his skull had been ripped open, and cold water poured directly into his body. An even more frightening cold air swept through his four limbs, almost causing his entire body to feel cold, and he sat there in a daze.

ʼʼCome on you donʼt have to be that shocked. Why did you think that I knocked you out with an uppercut?” Lunaʼs head was tilted to the side as she raised this question.

The man shuddered again and his face turned pale, he couldnʼt help but stutter.

ʼʼD-donʼt tell me it was because you were aiming for this?”

ʼʼBingo! 80pts. Last but not least itʼs the time to start. I hope you are a tight-lipped one. Like this, Iʼll have much fun.ʼʼ

The man felt a chill run up his spine when he saw Lunaʼs evil smile. That smile gave off an ominous feeling.

ʼʼʼD-do not come closer!” He was scared beyond words but Luna simply smiled upon seeing this.

ʼʼLet heal you for you not to easily break.ʼʼ Luna declared before casting a healing spell on the man.

ʼʼ2nd Tier Holy Magic: Blessings!ʼʼ

A white ball flew from Lunaʼs extended palm covering the injured man and he was healed in an instant as if his body had never been injured.

The man wasnʼt happy even after being healed. He was scared of Lunaʼs dazzling appearance.

At the moment Luna looked like a true Saintess, an angel sent down to save humanity and protect it, everything about her seemed holy but this illusion was shattered by her next sentence.

ʼʼShall we start the beating in earnest?”

ʼʼEiek!” The manʼs body convulsed and the next thing he knew was already up with Luna beating the hell out of him.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

He couldnʼt properly defend because of the fear engraved deeper into his soul, he was one-sidedly beaten by Luna. His body was in a terrible state.

Half his body felt numb while the other half screamed in agony. The sharp, burning sensation was all he could focus on. Desperate for some form of relief he sought out every solution except for giving in. Ignoring it, working through it, using it to fuel strength. But nothing seemed to work. He held his fingers against his temples and gently massaged them.

One deep breath followed another, surely this pain could be ignored if he tried he was trained for this, still, his entire body was trembling now. Weak and exhausted it cost him all his remaining strength to keep fighting. However, he felt like there wasnʼt much that could be done either way, so the best course of action was to simply deal with it and get on with this until the pain subsided.

ʼʼ2nd Tier Holy Magic: Blessings!”

Luna threw another healing spell at the man, instantly healing him before doing the following thing.

Bam!

She thrashed the manʼs face into the ground, bursting it with pieces of stones and concrete. Before he could release a cry, she pulled him out and tossed him into the air as the ceiling of the prison was pretty high. Luna immediately followed him in the air, her knee crashing into his belly.

His mouth fell open, and blood sprayed out.

He tumbled to the ground, his body convulsing with pain.

”Ple…please spare me!” The man begged. The pain had wiped out all of his previous bravado, replacing it with the sensation of approaching death.

”And why would I do such a thing?”

Luna asked as she slowly approached the convulsing man like the grim reaper.

Right now she might not be wielding a scythe, but that only made her appear far more menacing with that evil smile still hung on his face.

ʼʼ2nd Tier Holy Magic: Blessings!” She healed him again but this time threw a sword at the manʼs face, the latter picked it up and immediately rushed at Luna in desperation.

ʼʼDie!” He howled as he swung his sword with all his might despite already knowing the result.

Luna calmly defended by punching forward.

There was a bang sound when the fist and sword clashed and the result was the manʼs defeat. The difference in strength broke his wrist, and he dislocated his ankle while trying to withstand the force of Lunaʼs enhanced strength. He was flung a few meters in the air before landing face down on the ground. His sword was broken, and he felt a burning pain from the bloodied hand gripping the hilt.

”Please donʼt admit defeat easily as it would be pretty boring. Let me slowly carve the word fear into your bones.ʼʼ

”!”

A chill crawled up the manʼs spine as he realized what Luna meant, what her true intention was, he could only curse his bad luck and suffer endlessly before spitting what he knew, he was just a small fry anyway.