After the bullet left the muzzle, it did not fly out in a straight line. Instead, it drew a strange arc in the air before finally striking the ground.
It was Peter who used a spell to change the trajectory of the bullet.
The man wanted to chase after the little Sickle, but it was already too late. The little Sickle had already escaped away from the gun and flew far away.
Although he didn't know the use of this little Sickle, Peter was willing to take any risks to send it away. The man could guess the importance of this little Sickle to Peter.
"Fire faster!" The man shouted into the crowd, "This Magus is injured, he won't last much longer!" He cheered his men on, hoping to take him down as soon as possible.
This guy was quite troublesome to deal with. Peter hid behind the wall of spells and stared at the man in charge of the command post. He could not help but grind his teeth.
If not for him pestering her time and time again, Peter would have escaped by now. However, since the distress signal had been sent out, they believed that it wouldn't be long before some comrades would rush over. At that time, it would be the group's turn to suffer.
Under the command of a man, the shots that Peter took became more and more concentrated. Although the power of the bullets was nothing compared to the magical walls, the pain from the wounds on Peter's shoulder continued to distract him.
He had to think of a way to counter and reduce the number of enemies. Peter wasn't willing to recklessly kill the innocent, but at this kind of juncture, he didn't have the time to think so much.
Peter's left hand was spread out horizontally, the formation on his palm appeared, and a few black Sickle flew out from his hands.
"Everyone, be careful!" The man would always pay attention to Peter's movements. Whenever Peter made a move, he would remind everyone, "Shoot those birds down!"
A smile emerged on Peter's face. Even Sickle were divided into different species. For example, the little Sickle that delivered the message just now had the advantage of small size and average flying speed, but it could fly for a long distance.
But this time, the Sharp Tooth Sickle was released. It was larger and more aggressive. At the same time, it also had a faster flying speed.
The Sharp Toothed Sickle s flapped their wings in the air, dodging the bullets. However, the bullets were too rare, most of the Sharp Tooth Sickle were turned into smoke by the bullets.
However, there were still Sickle that managed to escape the rain of bullets and pounced onto the enemy's body. Once these black vampires got close to the living humans, they would use their sharp claws to grab onto the flesh of their opponent's neck. Then, they would open their tiny, fanged mouths and accurately bite the blood vessels that surged with their blood.
"Ah, ah, ah!" The person that was bitten by the Sharp Tooth Sickle let out a few screams of panic, and his body immediately shriveled and shriveled up, while the Sickle on top of his corpse swelled into a black ball.
"Bam!" Someone shot at the Sickle on the ground, and it's body immediately exploded like a balloon. A large amount of blood splashed out, dyeing the nearby ground and trees blood-red.
Following that, Sharp Fang Sickle continued to fly out from Peter's hands.
After seeing how powerful this fellow was, everyone raised their pistols and started shooting at the Sickle in the sky without even needing to be commanded by a man.
"Don't panic!" The man shouted anxiously, "Everyone, don't panic!"
But it was already too late. Most people shifted their attention to the Sickle, causing the pressure on Peter to abruptly decrease.
At the same time, Peter's figure disappeared into the air. Boom!
The man wanted to find out where Peter was. At this time, two Sickle s rushed towards the man from two different directions, and the man had no choice but to shoot one of them. At the same time, a gun sound came from behind him, and the other Sickle turned into a ball of black smoke.
The man turned around and saw the girl he was supposed to protect holding a beautiful silver desert eagle in her hand. This Desert Eagle was Xu Yang's relic, so the girl who had shot it was obviously Ding Long's daughter, Ding Ling.
"Thank you, Miss." the man said, embarrassed.
"You're welcome, Uncle Qu." Ding Ling said, "Please find that Magus quickly."
The man who was called "Uncle Qu" was a helper that Ding Long hired at a high price. His full name was Qu Dan Xin, and he was a cultivator of Heaven Eye Mountain.
Taoist Qu nodded towards Ding Ling, then started to observe his surroundings.
His eyesight and hearing far exceeded that of an ordinary person, and he could detect the faint sounds that ordinary people were unable to detect. If he were to use it in finding someone, it could be said to be extremely disadvantageous.
In next to no time, he noticed an empty space.
Before he could command the others, he shifted the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at that spot.
"Bam!" A gunshot rang out.
Sure enough, Peter's figure appeared. The shot hit him in the forehead, the bullet went into his brain and flew out from the back of his head. The force of the impact caused his body to fall backwards, landing on the ground.
However, Taoist Qu shouted loudly, "Please be careful, Miss!" Then, he stood guard in front of Ding Ling.
Peter's body that was lying on the ground suddenly turned into a ball of black smoke, and the black smoke transformed into more than ten Sickle, pouncing towards the nearby black clothed men.
A gust of wind then flew towards Ding Ling.
"Pah!" Taoist Qu brought his hands together and held an invisible dagger in his hands.
Following that, the dagger and Peter who was holding onto it also appeared in front of Taoist Qu.
"Hah!" Taoist Qu bellowed, at the same time, used his left hand to push away the dagger in Peter's hand, while his other hand struck towards Peter's face.
Peter could sense that the other party's right hand was holding a very high temperature. He did not dare to take the attack head on. Instead, he let go of his dagger and retreated backwards.
A large ball of flame suddenly appeared in Taoist Qu's right palm. This ball of fire grazed past Peter's fever, and almost burned him beyond recognition.
The battle between the two did not stop there. The dagger that Peter had thrown down did not fall to the ground due to the gravity, but instead floated in the air and pierced straight towards Taoist Qu.
"Kacha!" Taoist Qu's body suddenly floated upwards, and the dagger flew past his feet.
"Aiya!" Behind Taoist Qu, Ding Ling let out a startled cry.
Not good! Only now did Taoist Qu remember that Ding Ling was still behind him, but he had already used a spell to jump high in the air, it would be extremely difficult for him to help Ding Ling block this dagger.
Taoist Qu grabbed onto a corner of the robe as a last resort. He then tore at the robe and threw it at the dagger.
Ding Ling did not just sit there and wait for death. She quickly took a few steps back, and it was precisely this few steps back that allowed her to save her life.
Taoist Qu threw his cloth robe and caught the dagger.
With a tug, the dagger flew back and landed in Taoist Qu's hands.
From afar, Peter suddenly revealed a smile on his face.