At the same time.
The Gatling deity seemed to be enraged by Xue An's display. Its previously cross-legged limbs and arms began to transform, revealing cold firearms aimed at Xue An. The barrels spun, and it fired at Xue An once more.
This time, the barrage was thousands of times more intense than before.
If the previous barrage was like a tempestuous storm, then the current barrage was like a wall of bullets, a steel barrier rushing at Xue An with annihilative force.
This immense power left everyone witnessing this scene pale-faced and shaken.
But Xue An merely chuckled at this, stretched lazily, and said nonchalantly, "Big guy, you've had your fun shooting all this time, so now... it's my turn!"
With those words, the armored feathered wings behind Xue An abruptly unfurled. Though there were only four feathers, when spread out, they held a mesmerizing beauty.
With a flap, Xue An's figure vanished from the spot.
