Moreover, the back ends of these machine guns all had thick black muscles.

The well-defined muscle bundles trembled slightly, and the dragon's strength quickly accumulated in them. The overflowing strength rippled, stirring up the surrounding air with visible fluctuations to the naked eye.

Buzz buzz——

Thousands of fluctuations were piled up, and the atmosphere in the entire harbor became depressing.

"Waterfa..."

When thousands of these battlefield meat grinders were aimed at them, Sawyer could not help but stiffen up due to his tyranny, and stopped in place without daring to move.

If it were an ordinary firearm, he wouldn't even frown.

But this is a Maxim with a firing rate of 600 rounds per minute.

Although they are all black, Sawyer, who has extremely rich combat experience and weapons knowledge, can still recognize them at a glance.

"Although Abram's ability can simulate objects, he can at best conjure some cold weapons. He is definitely not that perverted. What on earth are you..."

Sawyer gritted his teeth and growled, "How on earth did you do that!"

Mu Cang said leisurely in the distance: "There is no absolute strength or weakness among conventional superpowers. Your understanding is too narrow."

"Because of your behavior over the years, I won't let you die too quickly, because that will make me extremely unhappy."

After saying this, a dense jungle of machine guns aimed at the confused Sawyer and fired simultaneously at a rate of ten rounds per second.

all of a sudden,

Countless jet-black bullets carrying the power of the horned dragon were fired at Sawyer like a violent storm.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!

The sound of gunfire was deafening and heartbreaking.

Almost every second, tens of thousands of bullets hit Sawyer's body everywhere.

Every time a bullet hits, there is a wisp of the horned dragon's fierce poison that ignores Sawyer's body's external defense and penetrates into his nervous system and even his soul.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Sawyer, who was shrouded in thousands of barrages of the spiked version of Maxim, screamed in pain and fell to the ground trembling all over.

To him, the bullets that hit him were not bullets at all.

It was a series of tortures that directly hit the soul.

“The World Health Organization once divided human pain levels into three levels.

Level 1: Mild pain, which can be tolerated by normal people and does not affect life.

Level 2: Moderate pain requiring analgesic medication.

Level 3: Severe pain, unbearable, requiring large amounts of analgesics.”

"And what you are experiencing now is knife chops, hammer blows, ax chops, acupuncture, acid baths, peeling, heart digging, tongue pulling, car cracking, fire, freezing, electric shock, all kinds of different pains, all at the same second.

Li...ten thousand times."

Mu Cangdan said calmly in the distance, "Everything you have done to those 251 Xia people over the years, I will help them pay it back to you now, ten thousand times over."

But at this moment, Sawyer couldn't hear any words at all.

He was in pain so much that his whole body was about to collapse.

Suddenly, Sawyer felt that everything around him was rapidly dissolving and collapsing.

It is not reality, but a kind of boundless pain that goes straight to the depths of the soul and seems to melt the entire brain and the whole nervous system.

It was as if he suddenly disappeared from the base and fell into a hell composed of endless torture and abuse.

Every second, he experiences pain that ordinary people cannot imagine or even understand.

And it happens every second.

Every second is extremely long.

Pain, a hell made entirely of pain.

Submerge him completely.

"What you feel is right."

A cold voice suddenly penetrated into Sawyer's heart.

"Your time perception has been accelerated thirty-three times by me."

"Every second of reality is half a minute to you."

"Taste this pain carefully and let it slowly crush your soul."

Da da da da da da——

Sawyer, who was surrounded by endless black bullets, lay on the ground like a severe Parkinson's patient, howling crazily, crying and wailing.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

He can no longer speak normally or even think normally.

Because of the pain, Sawyer's mind has been completely drained.

In Mu Cang's spiritual vision, Sawyer's soul, filled with extreme emotions called [Pain], was shining with a faint spiritual light.

The next second, Sawyer's soul completely collapsed.

A beam of innate spirituality that was almost materialized jumped out of his body.

And just when the spirit was about to disappear, Mu Cang, who had been waiting for a long time, used his spiritual power to capture him from the air.

Delirium and Chaos immediately started to move and began to analyze the [mind] information contained in this weak spirituality.

Soon, the analysis is completed.

The next moment.
Chapter completed!