The gunfire was swift and decisive as the curtain fell.
After the intense gunfire ceased,
before the Transcendents who had been drinking could react,
six Transcendents had already been taken down by Tuck.
Not a single shot missed, each one a headshot.
By the time Tuck holstered his weapon,
those Transcendents finally looked at Tuck, shocked.
"Damn it... could this guy be killing out of malice?"
"Having a drink and running into a murder maniac?"
"This guy is too vicious!"
While the many tavern patrons were filled with suspicion,
a man dressed in the blood-red robes of a senior deacon from the Three-Eyed God Church,
emanating the unique divine authority aura of the Three-Eyed God Church, Bervis Twain, emerged from a dark corner.
A cleric of the Three-Eyed God Church.
Many tavern members immediately understood what was happening.
Even if they didn't recognize Bervis Twain,
