Chapter 310:
Seeing the Huntress, Agatha’s first reaction was to raise her gun and shoot. However, the energy beam had pierced through her right shoulder, forcing Agatha to use her left hand to attack. Fortunately, as long as the special tactical bullets hit the opponent, it would be fine. No matter which part was used, it would not make much of a difference. This was also one of the most terrifying aspects about special bullets in the new era.
Dusk Hunters did not specialize in speed. They had the name of Hunters, but they were not as strong as Hunters in terms of agility or sense of danger. These monsters that were good at setting traps for their prey were not primarily meant for combat, so Agatha’s bullets could easily hit it. The dissolved bullets that had been used on most of the creatures did not seem to have much effect on the Huntress. She looked at the wound that had not been able to shoot out a few drops of her own magic blood and let out a series of hoarse screams at Agatha.
Nearly a hundred eyeballs all lit up, following the beam of light. The energy beams, which were directed at Agatha from all four hundred directions, turned and spiraled. Agatha’s face immediately turned snow-white, and she made a dodging motion, rolling, jumping, jumping horizontally, pouncing forward. When Agatha stopped, there were a few more wounds on her body.
Although he hadn’t injured any important parts of his body, the blood had flowed out from his wound. If he didn’t deal with it quickly, Agatha who wasn’t good at fighting techniques would die very soon from excessive blood loss. However, if Dusk Hunter were to jump off the ground and stare at Agatha covetously, he probably wouldn’t give her the chance to use the first aid spray.
I can’t just die like this! Agatha said to herself in her heart. She had placed all their hopes on herself.
However, reality did not change according to one’s wishes. As more energy sparkled in the Huntress’ eyes, Agatha was unsure if she could avoid the second round of attacks with her current condition.
A figure suddenly appeared at the end of the street where Agatha was. It was extremely fast, arriving almost in the blink of an eye. Only then did the Huntress notice the sound of wind behind her. She turned around to see a figure that did not belong to her kind, and screamed as she poured the energy beam she had prepared for Agatha onto the figure.
However, this figure was much more nimble than Agatha. It had used a strange footwork technique, its body swaying left and right in the gaps between the light beams like the wind …
He moved forward. When it dodged the last beam of light, it lowered its body and struck out with an uppercut punch!