Chapter 331: Modified - 303 Cotton
The estate guard, or rather the white cowboy with a whip and revolver, stared sharply at the black-skinned Divine Calamity. His right hand unconsciously moved slightly, causing the long whip to shake like a rattlesnake.
The invisible offspring also noticed him and suddenly shot out a shadow tentacle, wrapping it tightly around the estate guard’s neck.
This simple action seemed to have triggered some switch.
Despite theoretically not possessing advanced intelligence, the cowboy phantom’s face revealed an expression of uncontrollable rage. His right hand shook violently, and the whip lashed out fiercely at the invisible offspring.
The whip was woven from nine strands of hemp rope, slightly thicker than a thumb. Under the estate guard’s strike, its end exceeded the speed of sound, producing a crisp sonic boom.
Crack!
As described in the skill, the estate guard’s attack would not inflict substantial damage; there were no visible marks on the body of the invisible offspring.
All the power from the whipping was converted into pure pain, a hundred percent inflicted upon the soul of the invisible offspring.
!!!
The hundreds of eyeballs on the Divine Calamity simultaneously widened, and all conscious players present seemed to hear an extremely piercing silent scream.
The air temperature plummeted again, instantly dropping to minus sixty or seventy degrees. Some temperature measuring instruments were frozen and broken.