Bang, bang, bang.
The first two shots paralyzed its body, the last one pierced its thought center, and the Griffin attempting to approach Rajesh died instantly.
Although Rajesh could guarantee that his first shot would pierce the enemy's thought center, he still preferred this set of three consecutive shots, as if here was like Paradise, triggering his passive skill "Triple Shot" to cause true damage to enemies.
He paid no mind to the Six Kingdoms Army attempting to climb up and attack him, casually turning his head to look at the city outside the window shrouded in a golden rainstorm.
On the other side of the city, a legendary war was breaking out, a steel hurricane tearing everything apart, molten lava burning everything to ash, and death walking nakedly across the earth, presenting the most lavish colors at funerals.
How many people will die this time? Thousands? Tens of thousands? Or hundreds of thousands?
