"ROAR—"
In the distance, the terrifying, multi-tentacled aberration thrashed. After being pierced by the bullets, pustules spread rapidly across its form, and parts of its body withered unnaturally. The explosions from the Blast Runes tore gory pits into its flesh.
The next second, its body, as large as a sloop, flopped onto the surface of the sea.
Moskra's eyes widened. "Holy shit, it's dead?!"
"An aberration with destructive power in the sea comparable to a Director Level Extraordinary didn't even survive one round of fire?"
"That's terrifyingly powerful!"
Witnessing this, a flash of excitement crossed Marco's handsome face. He looked around eagerly, quickly searching for another suitable target.
"Quick, again! This time, only five of you shoot."
He wanted to test the sniper rifle's power precisely, to see how many gunmen it would take to kill a Director Level aberration.
"Yes, yes, yes..."
