Chapter 1102

However, the marksman soon lost the smile on his face.

Wilbur's body somehow arched around the bullets in a gravity-defying turn that made it look like he had no bones.

All three shots missed him by a hair's breadth once more.

The marksman got another shot in, but Wilbur had already landed on the building and was slowly making his way over.

The marksman gripped his gun and started backing away.

He was drenched in cold sweat by the time his back hit the edge of the building. There was nowhere left for him to run.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his gun once again.

Just then, Wilbur waved his hand.

A crescent blade aura shot out, slicing the marksman's weapon clean in half along with one of the marksman's arms.

He cried out in agony as he clutched his wound and stared at Wilbur in terror.

Wilbur stopped a few meters before him, eyeing him coldly. "Who ordered you to kill me?"

but an invisible fear seemed to have taken

seconds, the marksman felt

and tore at his soul, dragging him deep into the depths

him at those depths was an endless

and skeletons bobbed on the surface of the river, some of them seemingly alive as they flailed about and cried out

broke the marksman down

the ground, trembling from head to toe. "We were only

the head

and turned

fear lifted off the marksman, and he heaved a long sigh of relief

an attack without even looking

razor-sharp aura came

as his head was lopped clean off his body, leaving his lifeless

of the building. He retrieved the box before continuing on his path back to

setting it down on the living room table. He glanced

next morning, the Leeker Corp staff filed into the

heading over to the

of the space. The area in the

office was also

across the lobby, and the workers

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