Upon seeing these people, all the Skull Heads immediately opened fire.
But this time, the bullets that had been invincibly effective lost their power.
Even when hit head-on by high-caliber sniper rifles, they couldn't penetrate these people's bodies.
Then these people suddenly leapt into the air, charging directly toward the Skull Heads.
"Fuck! What the hell?!" Cigar Skeleton, realizing he couldn't harm these guys, was so scared that he shivered and tumbled down, barely dodging an attack from one person.
But just as he dodged, he heard a Skull Head scream behind him. He turned around and saw a Skull Head being torn apart by one of these people, its skull crushed.
The flame in that Skull Head's eyes extinguished, looking at Cigar Skeleton before it went out.
Meanwhile, the other Skull Heads were also being shredded by these assailants, turned into a pile of broken bones.
Cigar Skeleton roared, "God of Light, I curse your eighteen generations of ancestors!"
