Chapitre 90: Tier 2 Relic: Cyber arm, Blood Demon Art: Gun Slinger

"Bang!"

[Minor injury, +9 damage points]

The half steel head dropped to he to the ground with a thud as the blood splattered in mid air.

A single man panted heavily as he stood atop a mountain of corpse and a river of black blood beneath his feet.

That person was Tyrion. Tyrion's body was currently riddled with numerous bullet holes. The only difference between him and a sieve is that he had more holes than it.

Except for his head, everywhere else had been penetrated...

Tyrion panted heavily as black blood stained his entire body as though he had bath in blood.

His eyes revealing deadly trace of killing intent as he held onto his cypher blade, looking for who or what to kill next and the best way to effectively kill them.

Realizing there was no weaponized zombie left, Tyrion slowly claimed down and his rapidly beating hearts slowed down to normal as adrenaline finally faded.

...

[Name: Methuselah Tyrion]