After the gunshot rang out, the old man's demeanor changed entirely as if someone had squeezed the breath out of him. Moments ago, he had been laughing, but now he let out a shriek. To be honest, it was much more pleasant than his laughter.
'This old fool was so cocky just a minute ago. Why isn't he laughing now?' I sneered.
I chuckled and said, "Old fool, I was pretty kind to you earlier. I only aimed for your leg. If you keep staying in there, next time, I'll aim for your head. You went through all that trouble to make that thick turtle shell, but it won't stop me a bit. You must be furious, right?"
His voice was rough and full of fear as he yelled, "What kind of weapon is this? Its power is horrifying!"
I responded with a cold sneer, "It's called the Sacred Blade. Which do you think
