Chapter 1608 - 514: Terrifying Shadow_2

Chapter 1608: Chapter 514: Terrifying Shadow_2

"No wonder Qing lost... The magic artifact on this person is simply terrifying."

Everyone knows one truth: sunk costs do not factor into major decisions.

Yet there is a long distance between knowing and doing.

"I’ve already lost six bullets; even if I return to Hunter City, it’s merely waiting for the bullets to regenerate!"

"I’ve lost six! Six!"

Leslie’s eyes were slightly red, like a gambler who was desperate after losing. Especially psychologically, he subjectively felt as if he hadn’t fired a single shot.

It’s like a dealer dealing cards, yet before the cards are revealed, you’ve already lost half, feeling repressed.

"He’s just mortal flesh! Mortal flesh! Just one shot! I can kill him!"

It’s worth noting that "Nine Deaths" will make the bullet more powerful each time.

The previous six were shifted by time rules, leaving Leslie speechless, yet he still wanted to take a gamble.

Betting that with six accumulations of enhancement, the seventh bullet can kill Wen Xishu in one strike.

"It’s okay! Hit his soul, shatter him directly!"

Leslie’s hands no longer trembled.

He now had only one thought, to kill Wen Xishu.

And Wen Xishu?

"Damn it, I’m stuck in this town, huh?"

Wen Xishu stopped in place.

Although Leslie should know, Wen Xishu couldn’t possibly discover him, yet in this action, it still held a hint of provocation in Leslie’s eyes.

Leslie pulled the trigger!

The gun of Nine Deaths, the seventh bullet fired!

This time, even Leslie himself began to fear, fear of time rewinding, fear he would return to a point before, only to find seven bullets missing and not know what had happened.

But this time didn’t happen.

This time... he saw some marshes, bone spurs forming around Wen Xishu, and Wen Xishu’s body began to turn abstract.

The environment changed, Wen Xishu changed too, non-human things started to grow on him, such as tentacles, feathers, eyeballs...

And Wen Xishu’s face started to become ugly.

Yet inexplicably, the feeling Wen Xishu gave Leslie... grew much stronger.

Nine Deaths granted Leslie the ability to see "health bars," allowing him to distinctly perceive the life force percentage of others.

Killing a monster like Qing required only three shots. And if the first three shots missed, the fourth shot, enhanced three times, could further kill Qing in one stroke.

The current situation is... bullets have accumulated six enhancements, this was his seventh bullet!

Yet to Leslie’s astonishment...

Wen Xishu’s life value had only decreased by a quarter.

"How can this be... how can his soul be so strong?"

Remaining bullets: 2.

The final two bullets didn’t make Leslie feel panicked.

"Now one bullet can take twenty-five percent of his life value, but the eighth bullet can have its power doubled!"

"As for the ninth bullet, even I can’t imagine what kind of existence could resist the ninth bullet."

"So... I hold the advantage!"

Leslie mustered courage and quickly aimed at Wen Xishu once more.

At this moment, Wen Xishu already felt something was amiss.

"Ghost Wall... Why are these forms appearing from me?"

The abstract body of Mutated Slaughter, the ugly face brought by the struggle of the Impersonator, and the environmental changes from Earth Marsh Trapped Beast.

These only occurred when Wen Xishu was injured. 𝖋𝘳ℯ

Wen Xishu indeed came to the conclusion he was injured.

But, constrained by the rules of the unseen, he still didn’t think he was undergoing an assassination.

He started getting cautious, studying the surroundings.

This undoubtedly made him a stationary target.

Thus, Leslie decisively fired the eighth shot!

It was as if he saw the image of Wen Xishu splitting open.

Wen Xishu indeed cracked, his head splitting into two, and he became terribly ugly, no longer possessing human contours, resembling a sludge monster, yet the head branched into two parts.

Meanwhile, the gravity coefficient, the environment around Wen Xishu drastically altered.

But Wen Xishu...

Did not die.

Not only did Wen Xishu not die, he gave Leslie quite a scare indeed.

Because Leslie astonishingly discovered... Wen Xishu’s life value dropped by twenty-five percent.

His pupils were beginning to quake.

Why still twenty-five percent? Why!

The eighth shot’s power should have directly killed Wen Xishu!

Suddenly, Leslie thought of something strange.

Twenty-five percent, such a coincidental number.

Exactly a quarter?

The second shot was just the same, precisely two shots resulted in fifty percent? Not a bit more, not a bit less...

Leslie’s heart felt as though countless spiders were crawling, spinning webs, binding the little courage Leslie had left.

It’s a weird feeling, it’s like hitting a boss with incredibly brilliant damage, millions, eight-figure damage, but the damage number reads 12345678.

And the boss, instead of showing signs of dying fast, becomes increasingly sinister and evil.

So you can’t help but think, this boss is teasing you... It’s deliberately adjusting the received damage, toying with you.

Leslie was genuinely thinking just this.

Wen Xishu... was showcasing his strong physique in his own way, in "controlling the score."

He trembled in fear, nearly exposing himself.

Now, only one final bullet is left.

Leslie’s heart struggled again:

"What kind of monster is this? How many cards did Deceit Tower deal him?"