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BAAAM!
The huge body of the Bullet Demon landed on the ceiling of the twentieth train car, gasping for air as he sighed in relief.
The deed was done, he had taken care of the trash. Innocent lives were lost at the end, yes, but it was all for his goals, he couldn't mourn their deaths, as they ended being a necessary sacrifice.
He quickly rushed towards the next railroad, his crimson eyes glaring around as he noticed a bunch of people panicking.
"T-The Bullet Demon!"
"No way…!"
"He really destroyed a railroad car!"
"Mamaaa, help!"
"Buaaahhh!"
Most of them being commoners, started screaming and crying, running away while some of the participants stood up and pointed their guns at him with their hands trembling.
"You bastard, don't give another step!"
"We wanted to do this the normal way, we just wanted to participate in the damn race!"
"Why do psychos like you appear and ruin everything?!"