"Let go of me, you pervert!"
Rebecca was scared. She yelled "pervert" and struggled against the mutated centipede. Her legs and hands kicked wildly. She was angry, anxious, and terrified and wished she could kill the centipede right then and there.
The centipede seemed to enjoy Rebecca's struggles. Its eyes flickered, and it let out a series of crazy hisses. It was a true gentleman who loved seeing little girls struggle. No one could stay calm when facing its perfect embrace. They would all go crazy! Yes, that was its confidence as a gentleman.
"Damn it!"
"Monster, let her go!"
Billy was furious when he saw Rebecca in trouble. He had never imagined that the real trap in the wastewater pool would be this giant centipede. Its massive body and terrifying face were a testament to its horror. Rebecca was in a very dangerous situation. She was only a meter or two away from the centipede's sharp mouth. She could be devoured at any moment.
"Click!"
"Bang, bang, bang!!!"
Without hesitation, Billy raised his handgun and fired all of his remaining bullets. He aimed at the centipede in the wastewater pool and pulled the trigger. All the bullets flew out!
But...
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The centipede's defense was incredible. The Plague Crawlers' shells were hard enough, but the centipede's red, shield-like exoskeleton was even crazier. The bullets bounced off the shells and did no damage.
"Hiss!"
The centipede hissed again. It felt provoked. It moved its hundreds of legs like a speeding train and charged at Billy.
"Hmph!"
Billy didn't hesitate. He yelled and jumped out of the way of the charging centipede. The centipede missed its target and continued to run around the pool, smashing into the walls. Debris flew everywhere. Billy was powerless. His 9mm handgun was useless, and the M1887 shotgun had fallen into the pool. He had no way to save Rebecca. Was he just going to stand there and watch her get eaten?
"Hiss!!!"
The centipede hissed again. It had seemingly gotten bored with playing. It stopped and began to lift Rebecca toward its mouth. It wasn't playing around anymore.
"Chew, chew..."
Rebecca heard the sound of death. It was the centipede's mouthparts chewing, like a meat grinder. The disgusting smell filled her nostrils. She could imagine her body being ripped to shreds and devoured in one bite. She trembled in fear.
"..."
"I don't want to die! Let me go!"
Rebecca struggled and kicked her arms and legs, trying to break free from the centipede's grasp, but it was no use. She was no match for its strength.
But the next second!
"Bang!"
"Boom!!!"
A loud explosion echoed in the pool. A large-caliber bullet, as thick as a thumb, flew out. It was a magnum bullet, a 0.50-caliber handgun round. It was as big as a round for an anti-material rifle and was known as a "hand cannon." Its power was not to be underestimated. The bullet shot out at an incredible speed and hit the centipede's head!
"Pop!"
"Splat!"
A clean piercing sound came from the centipede's head. The 0.50-caliber bullet was powerful enough to pierce a steel plate. The centipede's armor was like paper in front of it. The moment the bullet hit the centipede's brain, the powerful shockwave expanded and tore a hole the size of a fist in its head.
A disgusting green liquid splattered out, and the centipede stopped moving. It had been hit by the hand cannon. Its eyes went wide, and its hundreds of legs flipped over as it fell to the ground. The legs that were holding Rebecca lost their strength and released her.
Rebecca saw her chance. She quickly twisted her body and got free. She then rolled over, picked up the shotgun that had fallen into the pool, and climbed the stairs out of the pool.
"Hiss..."
The centipede let out a whimper. It was no longer a sharp sound but a dying one. Its eyes were open, and its body, as big as a train, twitched on the ground. It wasn't dead, but the signal from its brain was still going. It twitched out of instinct.
Javier was the one who fired the shot. He was wearing a gas mask, and he was holding a silver revolver. The gun had a rubber grip, a silver metal body, and was over 40 centimeters long. The barrel was over 20 centimeters long, and it had a rare muzzle brake to reduce recoil. This was not something you would see on a handgun, which showed just how powerful the M500 revolver was.
The M500 revolver, which had just fired a shot, was still smoking. And the man who had fired the shot was none other than Javier.