That was not only for the sake of simple justice in my heart—
But more so to draw a line with the past!
A distance of hundreds of meters vanished in an instant.
Watching the group of panicked archers retreat to the rear of the line, they placed the gun stocks against the rune-engraved straps and without hesitation, pulled the triggers with their fingertips just as they had practiced countless times before.
"Bang—!!!"
The bustling White Mist surged forward like ocean waves, along with hundreds of fist-sized bursting rounds, fiercely smashing into the still-forming formation of the Green Forest Army!
Explosion sounds thundered, shattered fragments flying like rain!
Blazes tore the crooked formation apart, blasting both the Green Turbans trying to assemble and those retreating!
The scene could only be described with the word 'tragic', yet those firing felt only a sense of relief.
"Ah—!"
"My arm, my arm!"
