Plop...
Several headless bodies fell down.
Chen Shouyi sheathed his sword and tore off his ragged clothes, revealing his densely packed, knotted muscles.
He looked down at where the bullets had struck.
He found only a few bruises left on his chest.
"This is the effect of a close-range assault by a rifle; if it were a hundred meters away, it might not even leave a bruise," Chen Shouyi thought with slight surprise.
He inhaled the air mixed with the strong smell of gunpowder and blood, and clenched his fist tightly.
"I am becoming less and less human!"
He glanced back at the towering flames; this was no longer his battlefield, and his mission was complete.
Feeling his stamina gradually recovering, he turned around, ready to leave quickly.
"Finally found you?"
A gnashing voice suddenly came from beside his ear.
Upon hearing it, Chen Shouyi's pupils shrank, and his hair stood on end. He spun around abruptly.
In the moonlight, a tall, strong Barbarian emerged from the shadows.
