Colonial Suit

Telke's voice was undeniably fast.

But Robbie was even faster!

Almost as soon as Telke's voice left his mouth, Robbie suddenly spun around, his black priest's robe flaring up. At the same time, he stretched out his arms, scattering a rain of bullets as if splashing water. The area covered was so wide that it included all the mercenaries except for Balcro and Telke.

Seventeen mercenaries!!

1 vs 17!!

The sound of gunfire instantly merged into a screech. Countless white lights were scattered by Robbie, enveloping the seventeen mercenaries like a storm. Pitifully, although those seventeen mercenaries all had Meteor-level status, their actual combat power couldn't compare to even a fraction of Robbie's. They didn't even have time to summon their armor before being blasted away with muffled groans.

The living room was instantly filled with a cacophony of crashes. The luxurious furniture was smashed by the mercenaries, and fragments flew everywhere. The whole scene was as terrifying as if a storm had passed through. In the midst of the roaring, the floor of the entire living room was lifted up by the rain of bullets, and then blasted away by the storm. For a time, bodies and fragments collided violently, splattering large patches of blood in the air. When everything stopped, the seventeen mercenaries had all been blasted away by Robbie, 'stuck' to the wall.

Fresh blood… slowly flowed down the walls, emitting a strong bloody smell. Robbie's spin had only just stopped. His arms were stretched out and crossed in front of him, forming a slanted cross.

He lowered his head, his expression completely hidden beneath his blond hair. Wisps of blue smoke rose from the barrels of Light and Darkness Confession.

Where was the slightest bit of sunshine or courtesy from before? From the inside out, he seemed like a cold-blooded killer, emitting a terrifying chill.

"Gun… Gun Spiral…"

Telke opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the scene. He was completely stunned.

Although he had sensed Robbie's chill in that instant, he hadn't expected Robbie to be so terrifying when he truly attacked. Seventeen mercenaries were instantly knocked down by him, without even having the chance to summon their armor. And what was even more terrifying was that none of the seventeen mercenaries had died while they were unconscious!!

What precise control, what confident decisiveness was this?

And what made Telke even more chilled was that the technique Robbie used was clearly an advanced technique in gunmanship… 'Gun Spiral'!

Using the speed of rotation to instantly scatter countless rain of bullets around, not only must the actions of reloading and shooting be completed at the same time, but the trajectory of each bullet must also be precisely controlled. The difficulty was so high that it almost reached the pinnacle of ordinary gunmanship. It had always been listed as a representative work of advanced gunmanship in mercenary gunmanship, and was listed as one of the three major three-dimensional gunmanships along with Bloody Dance Steps and Death Chess!

Was this guy really just entering the Meteor level??

For a time, Telke almost couldn't believe his eyes. His body couldn't help but tremble.

However, he was still a mercenary who had entered the third stage of the Meteor level. He reacted in just an instant. A violent light shot out from his eyes. "Do you know what you're doing?"

"I walk in the world on behalf of my Lord, and my actions are the will of my Lord," Robbie murmured softly with his head lowered. Only then did he slowly straighten his body. The two Light and Darkness Confessions flashed in his hands and disappeared. He returned to his initial calm.

"I know."

"Then you still dare to do this, are you crazy?" Telke widened his eyes, looking at Robbie in disbelief. It was as if he was looking at a madman.

These mercenaries were all inspectors sent down by the headquarters, their identities were noble, not to mention that behind each person stood a big mercenary. In the ordinary world, they were like gods. Who would dare to be disrespectful? But this guy in front of him not only didn't give them the respect they deserved, but instead drew his gun at them… God, Telke couldn't even imagine what a shock it would be if this matter was reported back to the mercenary headquarters.

Whether Robbie would be okay was another matter, but he would definitely not have a good end. As the deputy leader, he couldn't protect his team members. He would definitely be blamed by those big mercenaries. And the headquarters would definitely doubt his ability to handle things!

This priest, this damn priest!!!

Wasn't it just bullying him a little? What qualifications did a newbie who had just entered the Meteor level have to be angry? Wouldn't it be better to honestly do the task? Why did he have to fight him? Was he not afraid of the headquarters' punishment? Did he not consider the consequences?

In an instant, Telke's thoughts raced, but the anger in his chest became even hotter. He stood up from the soft couch with a gloomy face. Then he moved his wrists.

"Confession Priest, you won't know how big a mistake you've made. I swear, you can forget about getting Meteor-level status in this lifetime."

"Some things cannot be transferred by personal will," Robbie said with a faint smile, not caring about Telke's threat. His black priest's robe swayed slightly with his movements, and not even a fragment stuck to it.

This calm and unhurried demeanor made Telke even more angry. A fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes…

Just then, a clear female voice suddenly sounded next to him.

"Telke!"

Telke's footsteps stopped abruptly, the muscles on his face twitched for a long time, and he turned his head…

He saw a blonde girl shaking her head at him beside Balcro in the distance, with a look of disgust on her face. "Telke, you're so annoying. Can't you be honest? You show off your superiority wherever you go. If this continues, I'm going to complain to the headquarters."

"Meli…" Telke's eyes flickered, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction. The arrogance and tyranny from the beginning were nowhere to be seen in front of this girl. He just answered with a dry laugh. "I'm sorry, Meli. But you also saw that this guy is too undisciplined. As the deputy leader, I have the duty to educate him."

"With your idiot brain?" The girl named Meli didn't give Telke any face, and replied with a sneer. "Your stupidity has already made seventeen team members unlucky. Do you want to be the eighteenth? Can't you see that he's different from you until now?"

"Meli…" Telke's face twitched violently, as if he was enduring something. "Even if you are Lord Balcro's personal maid, you can't say that about me."

"Just because of your ridiculous third-stage Meteor-level status?" Meli smiled coldly. "Don't think I don't know your details. Telke, you haven't even passed the artistic conception yet, have you? How many advanced potions did you use for your so-called third-stage Meteor level?"

"Meli!!" Telke finally couldn't help it and retorted loudly. "How I evolve is none of your business! You are just a maid, don't forget your identity!!"

"Is that so?" Meli curled her lips in disdain and glanced at Balcro beside her. But she found that the other party was still playing the game with all his attention. She couldn't help but shake her head. "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Telke, put away your little thoughts. This priest's inspection is an order from the headquarters. If you dare to cheat in person, bear all the consequences yourself!"

"I don't need you to tell me!" Telke said angrily. Then he turned his head and looked at Robbie with a venomous gaze. "After I turn him into a cripple, what if it's an order from the headquarters, can they let a cripple pass the inspection?"

As he said that, he walked towards Robbie. His face was ferocious…

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"This is just a competition between mercenaries. I don't think even the headquarters can stop it. Confession Priest, don't blame me, blame you for being too arrogant!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly flashed, rushing towards Robbie like lightning…

A tearing scream rang in the air. Telke's attack was so fast, it was like a jackal coming across the sky. Full of cruelty and bloodthirsty meaning. At the same time, a violent aura exploded, enveloping Robbie like a blood mist.

Battle Stance… Biting Union!

However, although his battle stance was strong, Robbie only raised his head at the right time, revealing a gentle and sunny smile. There was no panic on his face. He reached out and drew a cross in front of his chest. He said softly. "Welcome to… my Lord's hall…"

In the next moment, Telke felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he actually appeared in a strange space.

A dazzlingly bright and huge hall rose before his eyes, and the magnificent door slowly opened…

In the haze, it seemed that countless hymns were being sung around him. Angels in white clothes descended from the sky. Playing instruments and showing him sweet smiles.

These angels were so perfect, so radiant. They made Telke lost even before he had a chance to react. In the grand and broad sound of the hymns, he forgot the battle, forgot everything. He just looked at the hall in a daze, with an idiotic smile on his face.

"That is… God is calling…"

Telke muttered blankly, walking towards the hall little by little. At this time, his whole person seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and he could no longer feel where was a dream and where was reality. And he couldn't even discover that the angels who were singing hymns behind him were corroding one by one and turning into skeletons as he moved forward.

At this time, Robbie in reality calmly raised a hand and pressed it against Telke's forehead. He showed a gentle smile to the girl named Meli.

"I'm sorry to trouble you."

In the next moment, Light and Darkness Confession appeared in his hand, and Robbie pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!!"

A blood arrow spurted out from Telke's forehead. His whole person flew out like a cannonball… and finally crashed into the wall. Around him, seventeen mercenaries were arranged in order, neatly arranged in a straight line.

The eighteenth one…

"Ahhhhh… I got knocked down again!!"

A sharp cry suddenly sounded in the living room. Balcro, who had been burying his head in the game, grabbed his hair in frustration and finally broke away from the game. Only at this time did he notice the situation around him, and couldn't help but rub his red hair in confusion.

"Looks like I missed a good show?"

"Who are you, are you called Blood Eyes?"