"Stop the heretic!"
"Stop the heretic!"
The frenzied calls instantly rang in the ears of Gong Yan and the others. It wasn't just the armed guards assigned to protection duties—those shallow Believers who had been kicked out of the summoning circle for their "lack of conviction" were now also charging crazily toward Franca.
Franca had never imagined she would hear herself being referred to as a "heretic" from someone else's mouth.
"Dadadadada!" The guns in the hands of the armed personnel, not particularly powerful, spewed out bullets full of impactive force.
The power of a single bullet was of course nothing to Franca, but as bullets poured in from all directions toward the narrow passage where she stood, passing through without paying any price was still difficult.
"Clang clang clang clang clang!" Sword light danced around Franca, slicing through bullets with sounds uninterrupted.
