The information received by her visual cortex completely exceeded her comprehension, causing her logical thinking to temporarily cease functioning.
Sun Hang, wielding the deceitful equipment shotgun, was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Each time he pulled the trigger, at the apex of the gun's muzzle, a vast fan-shaped area would see ghosts evaporated, while the backlash from the deceitful equipment was almost negligible for Sun Hang.
The flesh consumed by the shotgun shells was considerably more than that of single slug bullets. If an exorcist were to use her own deceitful equipment, her body would likely be reduced to merely a metal frame after four or five shots. Yet Sun Hang had fired about thirty shots, and his body remained intact.
