Fagga didn't listen and walked over step by step.
Seeing that the other party remained unmoved, the bodyguard felt a slight tremor in his heart, and even his arms trembled slightly.
How could he not know that someone who could so easily set up a fire was no match for him?
But if we don't stop Fagga from coming, he'll really come over!
They're going to die!
The bodyguard's heart pounded, and his lips trembled violently.
The moment Fagga stepped out of the fire, the tension in the bodyguard's heart finally snapped.
His chest caved in, then straightened out.
He seemed to have used all his strength to shout, veins bulging on his face, and eyes protruding like goldfish:
"Fire!"
call out!
call out!
call out...
The muzzle flashes, and the dozen or so bodyguards wielded a dozen guns. Bullets rained down like a downpour, and a purple whistling sound echoed wherever they passed—the mournful cry of ethereal matter.
The soldiers watching nearby couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines, and they began to pray for Fagga in their hearts.
Although they knew that Fagar was very strong, they did not have a concrete concept of how strong Fagar was.
They thought that even if the infamous Durrah stood here with his shield raised, he would probably be riddled with holes by the etheric bullets, shield and all, leaving him a scene of utter devastation!
Han!
Fagga raised the knife and lightly tapped the hilt with his index finger, producing a melodious sound like a silver bell.
In an instant, the corrosive flames seemed to resonate with each other, rushing towards Faga in a rush. In the blink of an eye, the ether bullets were burned to ashes by the corrosive flames, turning into a wisp of purple smoke, as if they had never existed.
"Mayor, I've heard so much about you."
Surrounded by the corrosive flames, Fagga slowly stepped forward, his long sword held diagonally. Suddenly, he flipped his wrist, and the mayor's aged face was reflected on the blade.
Fagar continued walking forward, and the bodyguards finally recognized who was in front of them—this was the one who had single-handedly dispelled the [Dopegonya Void]!
How dare they fire a shot?!
"I vaguely remember that you took good care of me when the [Dopegonya Hollow] was flooded. But unfortunately, I was quite busy at that time, and I had to settle accounts one by one."
"But no one expected there to be so many things to happen. We dealt with Lucius on the outer ring road a long time ago, but we didn't expect it to be delayed until today before we had the chance to give the mayor a red envelope."
As he spoke, Fagga raised his sword, and flames immediately erupted from the blade, making the originally three-foot-two-inch blade appear to be a full thirty-two feet long.
The purple flames reflected the indifference on Fagga's face, his eyes filled only with resentment, a mixture of old and new grudges.
From the height that Fagga held up, it looked as if the flames could crack the mayor's head open if it fell.
Faga's eyes flickered slightly, and a faint voice then rang out from within the scorching corrosive flames:
"Of course, the busy mayor may not know who Lucius is."
"It's alright, you'll have a chance to meet him in the afterlife."
"Die!"
The mayor's eyes widened instantly, and fear drove him to scream in a high-pitched voice: "You beast, save me!"
Buzz!
Just before the Flame-Eating Blade was about to fall, a pair of inhuman-looking large hands suddenly rose from the ground.
With his hands clasped together, he firmly protected the mayor in his palms.
Fagga raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, his eyes icy cold.
"Vampires? Ha, probably the batch that TOPS Financial Alliance researched. I heard that Bourne also participated in the research. The vampire clan got the technology this time."
"After TOPS Financial Alliance was destroyed by the city's higher-ups, how much of their legacy did they receive?"
"And what about the parts you used on the battlefield?!"
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