As soon as they did, the Hell's Gate automatically shrank and transformed into a black bullet.
To be more specific on the nature of this bullet, the Hell's 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 Hell's 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.
''Well, 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 wouldn't be letting such precious XP get away, a meal served is meant to be eaten not wasted.
Another hell broke loose.
And thirty minutes later Alex had done cleaning up the running away monsters, he saw his level increasing by one.
The sky began changing its hue. The scarlet sky over the ghost town transformed and eroded as the colors of hell vanished gradually. The shimmering radiance of the starry sky once again enveloped the sky, connecting to the distant darkness under this place's guidance. The clouds slowly dissipated, exposing the bright, lustrous moon that illuminated the land from above.
Seeing this Alex began moving and soon he appeared in another place, this time it was a forest.
The forest was modest, foggy, and diverse. Its canopy was reigned by rhododendron, alder, and hickory, who left just enough light for a collection of mushrooms to cultivate the moss-covered grounds below.
Silent tree limbs waved from a couple of trees, and a hodgepodge of flowers, which were seen occasionally, was a welcome change in the otherwise brown view.
A clamor of beastly noises, predominantly those of insects, brightened up the forest and added to the sounds of the raging river currents clashing against boulders.
The bright, full moon enveloping half the night sky splashed on the pitch-black ground with its illumination. The outlines of the leaves in the forest were visible, but all of a sudden, a series of animal howls broke out throughout the tranquil forest. Countless, startled birds woke up from their slumber, flapped their wings, and soared into the sky fearfully to escape the close-approaching death, as well as the holder of the death aura.
This person was none other than Alex who had found his next prey to hunt as soon as he set foot into this forest and currently, he was heading into the prey's direction with a wide grin plastered on his face.
After running for a while Alex finally arrived at his destination and stopped. His heterochromia eyes scanned forward undisturbed by the night, his eyes zoomed forward as he looked at the small village of kobolds.
''Tch! I thought it would be some powerful monsters to satiate my hunger but it's just a bunch of mobs.'' Alex lamented after looking at the village of kobolds, barely two hundred kobolds with the strongest being only Level 100.
Despite his disappointment, Alex would never say no to a free meal no matter how small it is. Besides he could use this village as a test for his next bullet.
Silveria who was summoned in the form of a gun couldn't help but feel pity for the kobolds unaware of their impending doom.
''Silveria, transformation. Rifle type.'' Alex ordered and with a bright flash of silver light, Silveria turned into a rifle.
This weapon is terrifying, but well-known across Alex's former world. This weapon was praised for its reliability in almost any situation.
The typical length of the weapon is 717mm, with a 412mm barrel and the weapon weighs about 4.1kg.
It uses 7.62x35mm rounds, but many other calibers are produced as well.
The weapon has its receiver located in front of the pistol grip, allowing for a more ergonomic design. The pistol grip is made out of wood, but can also be made out of metal and horn depending on your purpose.
The stock is made out of birch, but other materials have yet to be made available. The standard stock is a shoulder stock, but the wooden stock is used more often.
The standard issue magazine is a spool that carries 30 rounds, but other magazine types and magazine sizes are available. It has a paddle mechanism to release the magazine.
The selective fire modes are safe mode, semi-auto and 3-round burst.
This weapon was designed for the separatists to provide more versatility in terms of weapon choice. It was designed by a British man named E. Fawkes.
There are a few other variants of this weapon, but there are no plans for a civilian version.
The weapon is called the TM1-MK, but it usually goes by its nickname 'The Judge'.
Of course, instead of a regular bullet, Alex would be using a magic bullet instead.
Allocating 60% of his mana which Silveria swallowed greedily to create the bullet needed, Alex aimed, his finger on the trigger as he mumbled.
[MOONLIGHT BULLET!]
The trigger was pulled and the bullet with the moonlight color left the gun's chamber and tore through the black night, obliterating everything on its path until causing mass destruction at its final destination.
KaaBOOM!!!!
The village alongside some part of the forest was leveled, raising to the ground.
''Wow! That's dope.'' Alex whistled, shocked by the sheer destruction caused by the moonlight bullet.
Silveria turned into her human form and also admired her master.
''Beautiful!" She murmured before looking at the constellation in the night sky and said.
''Made up of sixteen stars, the constellation called Ginglymostoma roughly resembles the shape of an albatross. It can be seen most prominently just above the Northeastern horizon just before the spring equinox.
In ancient society, this constellation was seen as the representation of the god of envy, which is how it received the name still used today.
In astrology, this constellation bears the sign of the shield, those born under it are believed to possess great integrity.
They're supposed to be a good match with those born under the constellations resembling a skull, scarf, and spear. But they don't match well with those born under the compass, cart, and whale constellations.''
Alex eyed her speechless, he was unaware of this side of her.
'Guess there's still a lot to learn about her, about them.' He thought.
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