Lu Mingfei raised his gun and fired.
His movements flowed as naturally as if he had done this countless times before. Raise the gun, aim, hold his breath, pull the trigger—the entire sequence was completed in an instant, so fast that even he had no time to think.
He had an excellent feel for firearms, and he himself was unaffected by the great serpent's mental pressure.
When that snake's golden eyes had stared at him earlier, his skin had prickled with goosebumps, but that was merely psychological and easy enough to overcome.
At this moment, through his scope, the Nine-Headed Serpent was nothing more than a target.
He pulled the trigger.
The bullet screamed through the air, trailing a dark crimson tail flame as it drilled precisely into that golden pupil.
A burst of blood blossomed from the eye socket.
No matter what kind of creature it was, the eyes were always vulnerable. Even a "God" could not escape that rule.
The great serpent let out a pained hiss, a sound that seemed ready to tear open the sky. All nine heads threw themselves back and roared at once. Lightning poured down even more violently, making the entire Sumeru Platform shudder and tremble.
It turned its head.
Blood still streamed from the ruined eye socket, but its other eye fixed itself on Lu Mingfei. Fury burned in that eye, hatred burned in it, along with the outrage of something offended by an ant.
It opened its mouth. A dim glow lit up deep in its throat, as though something were gathering there.
The next instant, a scorching beam erupted from its mouth and came hurtling toward Lu Mingfei with irresistible force.
Spirit Word: Rhine!
Under the Nine-Headed Serpent's immense mental power, this Spirit Word had gained even finer control. It