Chapter 434: Death

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Only after Casari Gates's head burst apart did the crowd hear a faint gunshot. They were first stunned and bewildered, then turned their heads, searching for the sniper who had fired.

Adam Hydra, however, was secretly pleased. He sincerely hoped for an accident, wishing that Casari would be unable to complete the blood sacrifice, giving him an opportunity to exploit.

But he did not act rashly. Hydra deeply understood that killing people like them was very difficult, especially Casari Gates, who controlled twenty to thirty billion gold shields and possessed an endless array of magical artifacts.

The methods this man had for preserving his life, including means of resurrection, numbered no less than ten!

Just as his mind was filled with chaotic thoughts and greed gleamed in his eyes, a second gunshot rang out across the sea. About a hundred and sixty meters away, a figure floating in midair fell with a thud, its head also shattered by a bullet, blood and brains splattering, while the remaining corpse plunged into the sea below.

This man had been preparing to cast a large-scale detection spell toward the direction of the bullet's origin, but as his head was blown apart, the gathered magical energy scattered away.

Hydra's eyelids twitched violently, his heart cold. This was East, one of only two legendary mages present today—a second-level legend, a powerhouse wielding a defensive holy artifact!

Even with precautions, he was still killed with a single shot?

"Find him! Find that bastard!"

Garcia, the legendary shield warrior still standing before Robert, suddenly roared: "To the south! He's hiding in a demiplane! Don't let him get another shot!"

At that moment, three figures were already striding through the air toward the south. One of them was clearly a Shadow profession, his figure swift as lightning and elusive as a ghost.

But Adam Hydra watched as that legendary Shadow's head was also blown open by a bullet, and then his body fell helplessly from the sky.

Close behind was another legendary mage, Wright, who had sought cover immediately after his companion was sniped. But before he could hide behind the nearby battleship Battle Axe, he was shot in the heart. Then his flesh, blood, and soul rapidly withered away.

Garcia's face was turning blue.

"Sheret!"

With his roar, three piercing gunshots sounded nearby. Their snipers were firing at a target thirty kilometers away, but the three bullets, upon entering the layered planes, showed no reaction.

These three legendary sharpshooters and legendary hunters had clearly misjudged the position, failing to locate the sniper's true location.

The opponent had come prepared. The demiplane serving as the sniper's nest was not fixed in one place but, under the influence of some force, was maneuvering in ways they could not yet determine.

This allowed that legendary—perhaps even demigod-level—sniper to calmly harvest their lives.

"Bang!"

The fifth gunshot brought another wave of relatively strong magical energy fluctuations. Its source was to the south of the fleet, chilling Adam Hydra's heart to ice.

He knew who that was—one of the five legendary powerhouses of the Gray Wolf Pirate Group, the second-level legendary hunter Otrich, hidden on the cruiser Tumen.

But what shocked Hydra almost to the point of losing his mind was that his ally Casari Gates still lay in a pool of blood, his mutilated body showing no signs of recovery, his remaining life force fading as it was drained by the inverted hexagram array on the ship.

Was this man dead?

But what about his Resurrection Spring? His Life Permanence? His 'Isis Flower'? Why were none of them working?

At this moment, in Li Mochen's sniper position, Anthony, who was watching this 'sniper feast' from the sidelines, was filled with shock.

Was this—the Divine Authority of Death?

Li Mochen not only had astonishing foresight, but each of his bullets was also infused with the power called 'Death'!

This law force could only be resisted and neutralized by high-ranking legends when they were not severely wounded and had abundant blood and energy, right?

He had underestimated his new friend's abilities. Today's outcome was already decided; no legend would leave this sea alive.

Just as these thoughts flashed through Anthony's mind,

Li Mochen's 'False Dragon's Might' trembled lightly again with a 'bang'. This time, it aimed at a figure less than twelve kilometers away—a legendary barbarian.

The figure turned into a blood-red rainbow, charging toward them at nearly twenty times the speed of sound. His aura churned, and his golden-red source armor was nearly a foot thick!

But when Li Mochen's bullet arrived, a blood hole was instantly pierced through the man's brow, and then his body was torn apart by the exploding bullet!

Less than one-thirtieth of a second later, Li Mochen pulled the trigger again, firing a second shot. This time, his target was a goshawk flying rapidly at high altitude, constantly changing its flight path.

This was a third-level legendary druid, even harder to track and more elusive than the previous legendary Shadow.

But as Li Mochen's 'False Dragon's Might' rang out, the giant eagle, with a wingspan of thirteen meters, instantly lost its head and plunged from an altitude of five thousand meters.

Anthony shuddered and instinctively touched his own head.

He thought that this time, after returning, he should forge a specialized item to prevent himself from one day being easily shot in the head like those legends, used as target practice by Li Mochen.

Previously, he had considered himself unafraid of snipers, believing that any legendary or demigod-level marksman could only 'kill' him once. But now, Anthony didn't think his prepared 'arcane arts' and 'artifacts' could withstand Li Mochen's 'Death' authority.

At this moment, beside Anthony, Angela's eyes were wide open, seemingly in disbelief.

"Is this a legend?"

She believed Li Mochen had the ability to repel those legends, even kill most of them.

But she had never imagined that these legendary powerhouses, renowned across the continent of Antolia, would be so weak and vulnerable under Li Mochen's sniper rifle.

She had previously thought that Hairo might need to step in to block the melee legends from reaching Li Mochen's sniper position.

"This is a legend!"

'Thunderfoot' Valit also exhaled a turbid breath: "Young Master Andre has unparalleled talent. He even possesses the Divine Authority of Death!"

At this moment, the legendary shield warrior Garcia felt a chill penetrating his bones. His eyes showed indescribable fear and wariness. The moment the legendary Shadow was sniped, he dropped two items in his hands and, holding his holy artifact shield, quickly moved toward the battleship Battle Axe.

At this point, only the powerful defensive capabilities of that battleship might allow him to escape from the sniper's gun.

But just as his figure was about to step onto the deck of the Battle Axe, a bullet pierced his foot. The poison and lightning spreading from the wound paralyzed his body for an instant. Then another bullet entered through his left eye. With a 'bang', hundreds of shrapnel fragments exploded inside his skull!