The sniper's pupils shrank to pinpoints. Sensing disaster, he spun around with every ounce of strength he had left and raised his Sniper Rifle against the overwhelming threat.
Boom!
His arm bones cracked under the unbearable strain.
A blood-filled maw was blocked by the Sniper Rifle.
Its foul breath blasted across his face as a tongue as thick as an arm shot from its throat, powerful enough to pierce straight through his skull.
I'm dead...
Despair flashed across his face.
A Blood Sickle whirled past.
Pfft!
Hot blood splattered all over him.
The sniper felt the pressure on his arms suddenly vanish. His entire body flew backward three meters before crashing to the ground.
The thing that had attacked him was clearly a giant toad...
He had been saved.
He had only lost one arm.
Someone had saved him.
Thud, thud, thud...
The footsteps of two men were steady and powerful.
There was also a faint set of footsteps. Whoever was walking had to be very light.
"Thanks, friend."
The sniper swallowed, his face filled with the excitement of surviving a desperate situation.
A dark figure blocked his vision. He looked up and immediately began swallowing uncontrollably.
A massive, rock-like body over two meters tall.
Blood-red full-body armor, revealing only a pair of dark, shadowy eyes.
Resting on his shoulder was a blood-red scythe even larger than a person.
What... is this person?
The other party merely stared at him.
Then another white-haired man in flame-colored armor stepped before him, arms folded over his chest as he looked down from above.
"What happened just now?"
A clear, lark-like voice suddenly rang out, carrying a hint of laughter.
The sniper hurriedly looked over and saw the slender figure of a girl. Her face was covered by a silver mask, but those