"Bastard!"
The guard couldn't help but curse softly, feeling the intense pain coming from his leg, his brows furrowed.
A strong man like him, under normal circumstances, would never fail to notice a bullet sneak attack, but he hadn't sensed the attack this time. The attacker must have used a special ability.
Who was it?
Where?
The unknown danger loomed, and the guard's nerves tightened as he quickly took out the healing medicine from his pocket. It was a special potion that, when sprayed on the wound, could rapidly stabilize the injury.
"Swish!"
A scarlet Blood Spear thrust out, like a deadly serpent, piercing towards his arm, forcing the guard to dodge and use the Black Dragon Patterned Staff to block.
As the weapons clashed, the sensation of vibration instantly transmitted to the leg supporting his body, worsening his wound and causing more blood to flow. The guard's expression became even more grim.
"Truly a pesky fellow!"
He muttered softly.
