What appeared before them was not a human, but a monster in sky-blue armor.
Although the creature had limbs and was standing upright, its hands were made of sharp scythes like the sickles of the Grim Reaper.
It had no eyes but a cone-shaped head and a mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth.
When the creature roared at the crowd, it sounded like the stridulation of insects.
“Open fire! Everyone, open fire!” Channing ordered again. Alas, the bullets simply deflected off the monster's body. Not even a scratch was made, nor was its armor pierced.
Sensing it was under attack, the monster shook its head and swung its scythe hands.
Channing had thought things would be easier as long as they could see the creature.
However, they realized now how wrong they were.
The monster's defense could not be broken once it revealed itself.
The more they watched their comrades get slashed by the creature, the more hopeless they felt.
This can't go on. Since bullets don't work, I'll use my sword!
Finally, Channing unsheathed the sword at his waist and charged at the monster.
“Die, you monster!”
Sensing Channing charging toward it, the monster swung its scythe at him.
Although it had a tough body, it was not as flexible as Channing.
Channing had already predicted the monster's move. With a twist of his body, he dodged its weapon in the air.
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