Chapter 221: Chapter 220: Blasting Kill
Su Changxing forcefully pulled the trigger, the crisp sound of gun parts colliding rang out, and flas burst out from the muzzle, illuminating the woman’s crystal-like ferocious face.
"Wolf Fang" was different from ordinary firearms; even pulling the trigger required considerable strength.
"Boom~"
The powerful recoil transmitted through the arm, causing Su Changxing’s upper body to tremble, his shoulder and chest being pushed back as if he’d been punched heavily.
The recoil of the "Wolf Fang" was greater than he anticipated; if not for his considerable physical strength, he would have surely injured himself, let alone aid accurately.
["Split Head" triggered]
["Wolf Fang Attribute" triggered]
The bullet exploded on the "woman’s" face, her muscle tissue scattering into crystal chunks of varying sizes.
A fist-sized hole was blown open on her face; through the hole, the dark sky on the other side was visible. No blood flowed, only a sharp, shrill scream.
"Ah!!"
People around, be they Hunters or people from the gathering place, all covered their ears.
The power of this gun was enormous. Although he had anticipated it, seeing the effects firsthand still surprised him greatly.
With the support of the "Pistol Enthusiast" and "Split Head," combined with the power of the Wolf Fang itself, the damage caused by the bullet surpassed the "woman’s" capacity to endure.
The man in the high-collared coat showed a shocked expression, unable to believe that Su Changxing could harm the "woman."
The power of that gun was terrifying!
The "woman’s" defense was enhanced to the extre; even a Tier Eight Extraordinary might not have been able to break through it.
The "woman" stepped back a distance, her face twisted, showing signs of madness, roaring, "You deserve to die, you deserve to die, I will kill you."
She couldn’t accept soone destroying her beautiful face and couldn’t endure such pain.
Su Changxing’s eyes narrowed, detecting that the opponent was in a state of disarray at the mont. Seizing the opportunity, he stepped forward, raised his hand, and fired another shot.
"Boom~"
The roar of gunfire resounded.
The other side of the "woman’s" head exploded as well, making two holes.
This ti, she was genuinely scared, feeling the threat of death, hurriedly retreating, her feet not completely touching the ground, as if floating in midair.
Su Changxing pressed on, following closely. There were still two bullets in the magazine, enough to finish off this monster.
However, the recoil of this gun was too great; he couldn’t fire continuously and it could even inflict so harm on his body.
The "woman’s" battered brain saw Su Changxing catching up and finally showed a terrified expression, shouting:
"You can’t kill ; if you do, all of you will die, I guarantee it."
Su Changxing paid no attention, nor was he swayed by a re sentence, firing at the "woman’s" head during the run.
The "woman" tried to dodge, but at that mont, her body seed to be out of control, not avoiding or evading the bullet.
"Boom~"
The woman’s brain shattered completely, her body movents paused, frozen in place, her crystal-like body gradually turning gray and losing color.
She was dead.
A Tier Eight Extraordinary was taken down by three shots from Su Changxing just like that.
Many Hunters were stunned at this scene, "Crystal Lady" was actually dead, the one renowned for impenetrable defense was blasted through and killed head-on.
Every Tier Eight Extraordinary was well-known among Hunters, all of them big figures; compared to them, Hunters were re ants.
The "woman’s" body fell to the ground, smashing with a sound like shattering glass, breaking into pieces of crystal.
In Su Changxing’s vision, these crystal shards emitted dazzling light, dispersing around.
The energy within Extraordinary beings, like radiation, dispersed from a high-energy region to a low-energy region without the body’s constraints.
"You killed her?"
A man stood not far away, looking at the shards on the ground, showing disbelief, dazed, without the expected anger, just staring in a stupor.
There was still one bullet in the magazine.
Su Changxing turned, pointed the gun at the man, pulled the trigger, retreating to increase distance.
This man should also be a Tier Eight Extraordinary, his ability unknown and not to be underestimated.
"Boom~"
A square crystal plate rapidly ford in front of the man, blocking the shot.
The crystal plate shattered, scattering to the ground, gradually disappearing without leaving a trace, as if it had transford from so substance in the air.
The man’s expression seed a bit dazed, looking at Su Changxing, surprisingly revealing a slight smile, giving him a aningful glance, then shouted:
"Retreat, retreat!!"
He seed to have changed completely, both in aura and deanor, reminding Su Changxing of Shen Jinxuan.
Su Changxing stood still, opening the revolver’s cylinder, loading bullets one by one, watching the man’s retreating figure, not pursuing.
A Tier Eight Extraordinary defied conventional understanding; he wasn’t confident in defeating the man. The adversary’s voluntary retreat was naturally a good outco.
Su Changxing opened his eyes, stepped forward, examining the "woman’s" body but didn’t find any Extraordinary Crystal; he asked the head:
"Was she not an Extraordinary?"
The head denied, "Of course not, but she was an extraordinary existence. That man was, the pale Sculptor, Upper Rank······ There seed to be a connection between them."
Su Changxing pondered, "You an that woman was derived from the man’s ability?"
The head paused, "Not necessarily······ but kid, where did you get that gun from? Its power is beyond the norm."
It sensed that there was sothing secret about Su Changxing’s body, sothing even it, a shared destiny, couldn’t detect.
Su Changxing glanced at the revolver in his hand, saying earnestly, "Bought it, wasn’t cheap."
It was true; he bought it at a discount store.
The head grumbled, "Are you really going to fool the great True Knower like this?"
Su Changxing looked back at Huang Biao, who was catching up, saying, "We should leave soon, the Undead Tide might catch up soon."
The commotion from the M991 Wolf Fang was loud, comparable to a sniper rifle, likely to attract a larger Undead Tide.
Huang Biao glanced at the revolver in Su Changxing’s hand, nodded, unconsciously saying:
"Brother, isn’t the power of your gun a bit exaggerated? I was quite close just now, and I still feel my head buzzing."
Su Changxing thought for a mont, saying, "Well, it’s roughly equivalent to a regular sniper rifle, not too formidable."
Just equivalent to a regular sniper rifle?
Huang Biao was at a loss for words, thinking the situation was quite perverse, and it seed like yesterday, Su Changxing did not have this gun.
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