Seeing that his disguise had failed, Zhang Heng simply took off the gas mask on his head. By now, he had also emptied most of the bullets in his gun, leaving only one for emergencies. He put the gun away, then drew the Hidden Sheath from his waist.
Set had been hit by four bullets in total: one in the head, one in the chest, and two more in one arm and one thigh.
From the looks of things, he could not have been in a more miserable state. Black blood continuously flowed from his wounds, and he lay motionless on the ground. Yet Zhang Heng had no intention of letting him off.
If possible, Zhang Heng naturally did not want to put himself in danger. His original plan had been to take Set out with a volley of shots from afar, then drive away immediately. Unfortunately, only the first two shots had struck Set's vital points. Once An reacted, he had already kicked Set into the convenience store.
Zhang Heng had guessed that the bullets in his gun would be highly lethal to gods, but this was his first time using them, so he had no idea just how powerful they were.
Moreover, Set had already been separated from Thor. Zhang Heng hesitated only briefly before deciding to enter the convenience store and finish him off. He knew perfectly well that if he failed to kill Set despite such a good opportunity, killing him later would only become even more difficult.
An's expression changed when he saw Zhang Heng. In a low voice, he asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"Haven't had the pleasure."
"I am An, chief god of the Sumerians and Akkadians, king of the Anunnaki, judge of heaven and earth," An said slowly. "And the