This is not over yet. Angelina flicked the tip of her lance upwards, sending Florence, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, into the air. The shadow of the lance danced wildly, one move following another, the sharpness of the lance's intent so fast it was dizzying. Every second, blood marks exploded on the man's body, and his health bar dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Night Sleep, Thousand Blades and Ten Thousand Reds, Sky-Splitting Gun Shadow, Azure Dragon Chasing the Sun..."
A series of familiar Gunman techniques flowed like water from the girl, and often before one move was finished, her subtle body movements were already preparing for the next.
Seemingly annoyed with the slow speed of drawing blood, Angelina switched from sweeping to stabbing, crazily thrusting upward with her lance. Vermilion Bullet Seal, Gale Sakura Scattering, Broken Sky Blossoming Flower, Shuo Flower Spin... all kinds of techniques created by Angelina herself were unleashed.
