Death Perception came swiftly and without warning.
In the darkness behind the distant flames, a figure was crouched within the collapsed framework, pulling the trigger at Huai Shi. However, from the barrel of the beautifully engraved smoothbore gun in his hands, nothing fired.
Only a piercing screech suddenly erupted from the sky.
A silver flash of iron emerged like a star, locked onto Huai Shi's head, and plunged downward.
Border Relic—Damocles.
The calamitous armament that summons the blade hanging overhead.
Ignoring distance and trajectory, as long as the gunsight locked onto the enemy's position, pulling the trigger would unleash disaster upon the enemy's head out of thin air.
Chasing the enemy like a shadow, it would not stop until death.
In a brief moment, the sniper pulled the trigger repeatedly until most of the Source Substance was devoured by Damocles.
