"Young Master Zhao, let's go." The Tiger-skin Parrot suddenly spoke, breaking the stalemate.
"Fine." Holding the Golden Ten-Sided Die, Young Master Zhao walked straight to the railing along the side of the deck and began climbing down.
Below was the yacht that had just returned from the fog pocket.
Miss Ma immediately grew anxious and looked toward Old Man Bai.
Old Man Bai simply waved his hand.
The bodyguards instantly opened fire. The moment the old man waved, Miss Ma crouched down, not caring that the deck was wet and cold as she pressed half her body against the ground.
The bullets came flying over in the blink of an eye, but the Tiger-skin Parrot flew behind Young Master Zhao and merely flapped its wings. With a series of crackles, bullets rained onto the deck.
Wenren Sheng shook his head at the sight. Some people still refused to believe that the times had changed.
Ever since the Pacific Ocean Fog Zone appeared and underwent its transformation, the encroachment of the mysterious world had intensified further. Otherworldly Users had grown much stronger, the effects of Mysterious Power had increased, and even ordinary weapons had begun to lose their effectiveness against them.
This included everything from bullets, blades, and guns to torpedoes and missiles.
Only physical attacks containing Mysterious Power could harm them.
It was equivalent to Mysterious Power adding an invisible Protective Shield around them. Unless it was broken first, conventional means could no longer harm them.
The Tiger-skin Parrot turned back and gave the bodyguards a cold look.
Every one of them was terrified.
Fortunately for them, it did not kill them.
They subconsciously thought that this bird had a fairly kind heart.
Yet Wenren Sheng understood that the Tiger-skin Parrot merely feared that excessive slaughter would make it a