The Ultimate Struggle! The Academy of Sciences' Ultimate Weapon!

The booming explosions continued ringing in his ears, sending chunks of concrete tumbling and swirling through the air.

Continuous wails and battle cries merged into one, turning the building into a hellish Asura realm.

Hiding behind shattered concrete on the second floor, he took advantage of the blind spot.

Su Mo gripped the rifle tightly and fired at the Fishmen in the distance in a steady rhythm. The assault rifle in his hands was almost warped from his grip.

Of course, it wasn't because he was using too much strength.

Under the continuous gunfire, even the Wolf Fang Assault Rifle, despite its powerful attributes, couldn't withstand the searing heat radiating from the barrel. It had already reached the brink of melting! After emptying another magazine, Su Mo lowered his head to look while reloading.

Under the intense heat, his right hand gripping the rifle had long since been burned raw and bloody, covered in blackened marks.

His arm was also covered in abrasions from grazing bullets and rolling rubble, swollen and red.

Worst of all, at some point, he had taken a bullet to the outside of his thigh. A thin stream of blood continued trickling out.

"It really was a case of inviting wolves into the house. Without me here, no one in the territory can hold these Fishmen back."

"They actually dared to attack inside the Academy of Sciences. Damn them!"

During the delay caused by reloading, the Fishmen squad hiding behind the concrete quietly advanced another five meters or so.

After realizing that close combat would only get them harvested by the guns, they were clever enough not to approach any further.

Relying on their numerical advantage, they advanced step by step under suppressive fire, trying to force Su Mo into the final dead angle.

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