When everyone realized this, the struggle over the Supernatural Flashlight began.
"Hand over the flashlight!" one white Supernatural Being snarled at its holder, carrying a Gatling with its dark muzzle aimed at him.
The others quickly backed away.
The Gatling-wielding Supernatural Being smiled in satisfaction. "There's an old saying in the East: He who knows when to eat is a wise man."
"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, depleted uranium bullets cleanse the six senses. Three thousand six hundred revolutions in a single breath, mercifully delivering all beings from this world!"
"If you don't want me to send you on your way, hand over that flashlight!"
Seeing this, the flashlight's owner immediately laughed. "Did you think I didn't know you'd try to rob me?"
"Did you think I was like them, with my intelligence reduced?"
"If I intended to trick you, did you really think I wouldn't take precautions?"
As he spoke, the Gatling's owner had already opened fire.
But the flashlight's owner simply shone the flashlight, casting out a curtain of light.
Naturally, the fool from before had run onto the path of light, and now that path vanished.
He fell from midair and was smashed to death.
Because he had run too fast, he had run too high.
Even his Extraordinary Physique couldn't withstand it.
"Heh heh..."
"Ha ha ha!"
In short, everyone laughed.
Sure enough, that fool was the first to be eliminated.
Then someone else aimed at the flashlight's owner and said coldly, "We'll just wait here. I refuse to believe your light curtain can last forever!"
"That's right! Give him something fierce to deal with!"
That was how it went, both sides attacking and defending against each other.
They slaughtered one another.
The sheer variety of killing methods was staggering.
It had to be said that the entire