This time, Angor didn't activate the magic array on the gun.
He simply pulled the trigger while the "white bullet" was in the firing position.
Countless light beams emerged from the barrel, which quickly shrank into one single bullet trail that looked like a comet and sank into the undead presence.
The soul screamed and collapsed on the dirt.
Angor stepped back a bit to observe the outcome.
The soul was trembling madly; her long messy hair had covered her head so Angor could not see her face.
A moment later, the soul became still.
"It… didn't disappear? So the bullet isn't for killing the undead?" Angor muttered, "Don't tell me it's the opposite?"
