"Bastard ..."
The few bullet holes on the priest's body brought him endless pain.
He felt more anger, the kind of anger that almost destroyed all his rationality.
He couldn't accept that as a Knight of the church of technology, he would fall into the hands of such a child. The other party didn't even look like an adult, and definitely didn't look like a real warrior, because he was so scared that his body was shaking.
A child who would shiver in fear when he shot someone had actually defeated him?
This was something that the priest could not accept.
Therefore, he shouted at the top of his lungs and used the last of his strength to reach out to open the silver box.
He had already asked the question, and now he just wanted to open the box.
The child in front of him didn't stop him.
His weakness seemed to be cowardice. He was so frightened that he even forgot to stop this most important step.
“呯!”
