The frenzy mind imposed by The Master of Hunting, shattered by harm that could not possibly be resisted by will, broke in the screams of the Half-body Man First Mate, who fell to the ground and cried out while covering his eyes:
"Devils! Devil's fire! It's a spark from purgatory, damn! You madmen, aren't you being too extreme! Was this weapon developed to compete with devils in maliciousness? Did your ancestors originate in the damn Hell?"
"Told you not to watch."
Old Qin glanced helplessly at the Half-body Man lying on the ground, whose pants were soaking wet, seemingly unable to withstand this horrific scene that felt unsettling even under cognitive filter black technology, even for the "bold" among Half-body Men.
He didn't mock the First Mate, whose defense broke down, but picked up the communicator to order the Merchant Dynasty, which was escorting nearby Hammer of Morphy while also conducting cover bombing:
