Everyone felt unease standing with a floor of shattered flesh. Heng had it the worse. He was scared of blood to begin with. Now that he was standing on the pile of flesh, he felt a nauseating sensation coming from his feet. He usually would have just fainted, yet he was assigned an important task.
Everyone’s lives were entrusted to his triple burst shot. This pressure took away his right to faint.
He had told Honglu about the ability when he finally succeeded it. At the same time, he also told Honglu its weakness, horrible accuracy. If he had an accuracy of 100 for regular shots, a double burst shot would decrease it to 90, and the triple burst shot would further decrease it to 50. His chance of hitting the target was only half and half. Worse yet, even if he managed to hit the target, he might miss the vital spot. Just like the shot’s power, its weakness was just as big.
