Death Guns In Another World

1772  Chapter 1569: Noire 4

Noire, having completed her mission, was returning to her base when a peculiar sensation washed over her. She halted mid-air, her senses on high alert. Something was amiss.

A cold shiver ran down her spine as she scanned the surrounding area. Her gaze settled on a dense forest, an anomaly in the otherwise flat terrain. Something about it felt off, a discordant note in the harmonious symphony of nature.

With a silent determination, Noire descended towards the forest. As she approached, the trees seemed to close in around her, creating a claustrophobic atmosphere. A sinister energy pulsed from within the dense foliage, a dark heart beating in the green lung of the world.

A chilling laughter echoed through the trees, breaking the eerie silence. A man dressed in a white lab coat stepped out from the shadows. His appearance was unsettling, his eyes gleaming with an unnatural light. A cruel smile twisted his lips, revealing a set of sharpened teeth.

"Number Ten," he introduced himself, his voice dripping with sinister charm.

Noire, unfazed by his appearance, chuckled.

"I knew someone was following me," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.

 "But you're alone?"

The man, Number Ten, laughed again, a high-pitched, almost hysterical sound.

 "Oh, you're mistaken," he said, his voice dropping an octave.

"I never work alone."

From the depths of the forest, another figure emerged. A woman, her face hidden in shadow, moved with a predatory grace. Her eyes, cold and calculating, held a promise of violence.

"No name," she introduced herself, her voice a whisper carried by the wind.

Noire stood her ground, her form a dark silhouette against the encroaching darkness.

''Good!'' she disappeared and reappeared before them and attacked them with her fist.

Bang! Boom!

They were sent flying and crashed against a giant tree.

The two stepped out from the shattered tree. Both of them had surprised expressions on their faces.

"Even if we were caught off guard… to think we'd get blown away like this."

''I'm surprised as well; she doesn't look that great and powerful.''

''By the way, this is starting to piss me off."

"Number 10, I didn't think we'd be on the same page."

The two of them narrowed their eyes sharply. It seemed like they were about to pounce on Noire at any moment.

"Wait."

"Hold on a moment."

Suddenly, they glared at each other.

"I'll take care of that asshole first, so wait your turn."

"Where does a kid like you get off giving orders? You back off."

Instead of focusing on her, Number 10 and No Name growled at each other.

"That's what I want to say to you."

Noire couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of the two about to explode.

"Maybe I hit both of you too softly."

It seemed neither of them grasped the situation.

This was not a pleasant development for Noire. No one likes being underestimated by trash.

"I guess I need to make them snap out of it."

Noire drew out her sword. A dark blue glow enveloped the blade.

As a killing intent emanated from Noire, both Number 10 and No name briefly turned towards her.

"Miss, stay put. I'll deal with this guy first…"

Noire's body vanished. In the next moment, she appeared right in front of Number 10.

"…What?"

Noire brought her sword down on Number 10's head.

A blue flash split Number 10 in two.

She hurriedly blocked the attack with her greatsword.

The greatsword made of aura blade exerted physical force despite its lack of form.

When the two weapons collided, a sharp sound echoed as Number's 10 body was pushed back.

"Are you out of your mind!"

The sudden attack ignited his anger. But before he could unleash his fury, Noire's attack began.

Her sword strikes were terrifyingly precise, aiming for his vital points. He frantically blocked the attacks.

"This… this bastard…!"

His face was filled with panic. Noire's swordsmanship was far more refined than expected.

There was no room for counterattack. He was struggling just to block. No, he wasn't even blocking properly.

Noire's attacks occasionally grazed his body. His clothes and skin were slashed, and blood flowed out.

"No Name!"

Eventually, he had to swallow his pride and call for help.

"Are you just going to stand there and watch!"

At that shout, No name snapped out of her daze. In fact, she had been in a stupor until just now.

No name.

A madwomen who gave up her position as a giant evil to become Number's 2 lover.

What the hell is going on here!"

No name shouted as she rushed towards Noire.

"Hah!"

She swung a huge punch at Noire. She dodged by leaning back.

At the same time, Noire swung her sword, aiming to cut her. But there was only a scraping sound. No name's body wasn't cut.

"Do you think such a lukewarm attack can pierce my armor?"

With the armor's capabilities enhanced by mana, she was almost invincible.

"Hiyaah!"

She continued her assault by swinging her fists and feet at Noire.

Noire had no choice but to retreat to avoid No Name's attacks. It gave Number 10 a moment to catch his breath.

"Damn it! To think I'd be pushed back by such a brat…"

As he regained his composure, his rage flared up again.

He clenched her other hand. Aurablade gathered and took the form of a long axe.

"I will… I will kill you, you bitch!"

He charged at Noire and swung both his greatsword and axe.

Weapons made of aurablades had no weight so it made his attacks light and fast.

No name stuck close to Noire and continued to throw punches. Every time her fists moved, the sonic booms were created.

Boom! Boom!

The two attacked in unison. Noire's eyes moved rapidly.

She blocked all their attacks with a single sword. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

A fierce battle continued, neither side gaining the upper hand.

"Damn it!"

"This is impossible!"

From their perspective, it was a humiliating experience.

They weren't just ordinary Demigod. They were powerful enough to rival the powerful Numbers.

"Let's see if you can withstand this!"

He threw the weapons in his hands. The greatsword and axe flew towards Noire like boomerangs.

Even while fighting No name, Noire easily dodged the attacks. But Number 10 throws didn't stop with just one attempt.

Number 10 continuously threw weapons made of aurablades.

Weapons rained down on Noire, causing explosions every time they hit the ground.

Boom! Boom!

The fight was becoming more chaotic and interesting.

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