The Resplendent Serpent, a True Divine War (1/2) / The Resplendent Serpent, a True Divine War (8k)

Though almost no one had heard that name, the few who had all showed slight changes in expression.

"Shut up, Dulles!" Zoe hurriedly said. "Those bullets can change direction!"

Astamon's Dark Dagger had a guaranteed-hit trait.

The bullets fired by Astamon's Golden Salmon carried Hellfire; even if the target fled to the ends of hell, they could still catch up.

Though the latter description was somewhat exaggerated, so long as it had not lost its target, the bullets fired by Astamon did indeed possess tracking capabilities.

The first bullet, which had passed through the illusion of Dulles's head, found its target again before it could register that it had "lost the target." Zoe had timed Dulles's release from Death Space too precisely. Even that bullet had not vanished, instead making a full three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn to chase after Dulles once more.

Then came the next bullet—the one that had flown over Dulles's head. It too abruptly changed direction and continued its pursuit.

Those two bullets lost much of their speed in their sharp turns, and their power had diminished somewhat as well.

But that did not matter at all.

Astamon still had a third bullet.

Golden Salmon was a machine gun. Its firing rate was not one shot per second.

The instant Astamon discovered that Dulles had reappeared, it resumed its firing rate.

What greeted Dulles was a full barrage of Hellfire bullets! Three seconds.

That was enough to turn him into a beehive.

The only reason he had not become one was Astamon's exquisite control.

Having orchestrated it all, Astamon gave a cold smile and rested the Golden Salmon machine gun on its shoulder.

Its achievements hidden, its name unsought.

"The battle is over."

Dark stepped out from the barrier of Death Talisman and raised a hand to disperse the