With a powerful whip kick, Ethan Wells sent an attacker flying. The unfortunate victim's chest caved in, blood spraying from his mouth as he soared more than ten meters before crashing lifelessly to the ground.
"Ding dong~! Congratulations to the host for completing the [Sin Nemesis II] achievement. Reward..."
Just as Ethan was about to continue his rampage, the system notification echoed in his mind.
"Achievement complete?!"
For a brief moment, Ethan paused — but before he could fully process the information, a dense barrage of bullets suddenly screamed toward him.
Snapping back to focus, he dodged swiftly, narrowly avoiding the deadly onslaught.
"Kill him!"
"He's barely holding on — finish him off!"
"Die already!"
Despite the mounting casualties, greed continued to fuel the madness.
Even with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood marking the battlefield, many refused to back down. Instead, spurred on by the promise of the 5 billion Jenny bounty, the attackers charged with renewed ferocity — their minds clouded by greed.
Far from fading, the chaos seemed to grow wilder by the second.
Ethan's brief pause had only added fuel to the fire.
To the desperate fighters, his moment of hesitation seemed like a sign of weakness — a final chance to seize victory.
"When two sides fight, the third wins..."
In this chaotic brawl, many had played the role of opportunists — waiting on the sidelines, watching others wear Ethan down before stepping in to claim the prize.
They believed themselves to be the fisherman, poised to reap the rewards after others exhausted themselves.
Now, after witnessing so many deaths, they were certain Ethan had reached his limit — that one final push would secure their victory.
But they were gravely mistaken.
While Ethan had expended considerable energy throughout the battle, he was nowhere near his breaking point.
"Chi chi chi…."
As the attackers closed in, Ethan reacted.
Dodging the bullets, his body seemed to explode with movement — thousands of razor-sharp threads burst outward from his body like quills on a porcupine.
The deadly threads shot out in all directions.
In mere seconds, the area within a hundred-meter radius became a twisted web of silver strands.
Splat!
Every person caught within range was instantly impaled — their bodies pierced like sieves by the countless threads.
"How... how can this be...?"
"Why does he still have this much power?!"
"Ahhh!!!"
The massacre was swift and brutal. Those impaled by the threads had no time to scream — they collapsed lifelessly, their bodies riddled with holes.
Those lucky enough to remain outside the attack zone were left frozen in shock — some in disbelief, others paralyzed with fear.
Yet there were still a few who clenched their fists in rage, determined to charge forward despite the slaughter.
Boom!!!
The deadly threads vanished into thin air as Ethan retracted them.
At the same moment, a pair of enormous silver-white wings burst from his back, generating a powerful gust of wind that swept away the bloodied corpses around him.
With a powerful flap, Ethan shot into the sky — rocketing upward at incredible speed.
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