"Report, sir. The target's bodily density exceeds detectable values. We currently have no means to ensure his execution by gunfire!"
From the shadows, the combat assessor's report came through the old officer's earpiece. His white brows furrowed at once, yet his expression remained steady as he faced the Celestial Demon.
"Little thing, you're quite calm."
The Celestial Demon licked his lips, wearing a wild and unruly expression. Ever since mastering the Life and Death Law, he had grown increasingly fond of toying with life, mocking these weak beings at death's door.
He placed one hand atop the old officer's head, his mouth splitting nearly to his ears in an exceptionally arrogant grin.
"How about we make a bet? Let's bet on how far these people can run in one minute. Sound good?"
"Sound good?"
"Sound good?!"
His voice grew louder and louder. His long tongue slid out, and the greed and mockery in his eyes solidified into madness.
An inexplicable terror engulfed the old officer, but on the surface, he remained as immovable as a mountain.
Seeing the Celestial Demon's insolence, the Blue Star soldiers were all flushed with humiliation and fury. Bullets were swiftly chambered, producing a crisp, unified clatter.
"The resistance of the weak before death is truly interesting~"
Watching these ants put up a desperate struggle, the Celestial Demon revealed a contemptuous smile.
The old officer sighed. There was helplessness in his eyes, but even more than that, an unwavering resolve to press forward.
"You're right. The resistance of the weak is indeed nothing but a joke to a powerful being such as yourself."
His gray, clouded eyes stared straight at the Celestial Demon, whose hand rested upon his head. Feeling the pressure brought by one of the world's supreme experts, his voice sank slightly.
"But for