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"Let's destroy together!"

Augusto roared, and the remaining two hunting rifle bullets suddenly flew out and merged together under Robb's surprised gaze.

"Not enough!"

Augusto suddenly lowered his head and looked at the members of the Garden of Eden who had suffered heavy losses and were in panic, and stretched out his hand without hesitation.

Instant!

Whether they were "citizens", "accountants", "gardeners", or "prisoners", under the command of the Lord of the Garden of Eden, who was their master and had the power of life and death, one by one they turned into spiritual power in screams, and continued to merge into a golden hunting rifle bullet.

"So this is how the hunting rifle bullet came from." Robb noticed this scene and understood.

It takes the power of tens of thousands of dead souls to condense a hunting rifle bullet.

Then think of Augusto and the many bullets he had shot before.

Obviously, the former was not as righteous as he claimed, for all mankind.

Seeing that Augusto was still trying to snatch food from the tiger's mouth under his nose, Robb, with ten coronas rotating behind his head, stretched out his body and intercepted the opponent like the sun descending.

Feeling the long-lost burning pain all over his body, wisps of wailing black smoke continued to emerge from his body. Knowing that time was running out, Augusto no longer hesitated and poured all his strength into it without reservation, quickly making the three golden hunting rifle bullets merge into one, and finally condensed into an ancient golden bullet that was even slender and sharper than the original, like a sword.

"It's done!"

Augusto looked ecstatic.

This special hunting rifle bullet in front of him, combined all his strength and three bullets, reached the maximum limit of the hunting rifle's lethality.

Not only that, it also made up for the defect of the hunting rifle's slow firing rate.

It can be said to be the strongest bottom-up move of Augusto and the radicals.

At this moment, Augusto, who pressed the ancient golden bullet into the Hunting God Gun, looked coldly at Robb, who was like a god descending to the world and destroying everything.

As long as the other party is killed, the crisis can be resolved.

By then, even if most of the sacrifices have been destroyed, Robb alone is enough to make up for too many.

If it is still not enough to activate the sublimation array, then sacrifice yourself.

Augusto has made plans to die together.

As long as everyone's ultimate ideal can be successfully realized.

Even if the entire radical faction, including himself, is sacrificed, it is worth it.

"Be martyred with me."

Under the shining sun of Robb, Augusto, whose body became more and more illusory, raised the Hunting God Gun again, pointed at Robb, and announced loudly.

Robb's brows with the sun on them jumped.

Compared with before, he felt a stronger crisis at this moment.

Fortunately, Augusto played his trump card.

Without his knowledge, his strength was also growing.

Robb was about to take action.

Suddenly!

He paused, and a strange look appeared on his face.

It seemed that he didn't need to do anything anymore.

As expected.

Augusto's voice sounded in disbelief:

"How could this happen?"

He tried hard to pull the trigger of the Huntsman.

But no matter what he did, the trigger that had always been easy to press did not respond.

Augusto tried again to confirm that Robb was not the one behind the trick.

It still didn't work, and the Huntsman showed resistance.

Bang!

The golden light suddenly exploded.

Augusto's right hand holding the gun suddenly exploded.

The Huntsman was suspended in the air on its own initiative.

Under Augusto's incredulous gaze, the muzzle of the Huntsman turned and pointed at him instead.

"Why? Why do you want to kill me?"

"I just want to live a good life, is that wrong?"

"I'm not a pawn!"

"Fuck your bullshit ideals!"

"..."

Voices full of resentment, confusion, nostalgia, and hatred emanated from the Hunting God Gun, or more precisely, from the bullets in the Hunting God Gun, and continued to echo in the air.

"It's backfired."

Looking at this scene, Robb, who quickly understood, laughed.

The soul is the most wonderful existence in the world.

Especially the human soul, which has the richest seven emotions and six desires in the world.

The Hunting God Gun bullets, which are made of tens of thousands of human souls, seem harmless, but in fact they have buried a big bomb.

Especially this time, many souls also witnessed many companions being forced to sacrifice to the sublimation array.

When they were also used as materials by Augusto to generate hunting rifle bullets, the unprecedented strong reluctance and hatred made them embed this emotion deeply into the new hunting rifle bullets even after they died.

Thus, Augusto, the culprit, suffered a backlash.

"Even you want to resist"Me!"

As the forger of the Hunting God Gun, Augusto's face was particularly distorted at this moment.

Hearing the resentful and unwilling shouts coming from the Hunting God Gun, he said angrily: "You are a bunch of garbage who should have fallen into hell long ago! It's me! I let you live in peace for decades! It's me! I kept you away from the torture of hell! A new era is coming, for the better future of all mankind, you should selflessly dedicate yourself! This is your obligation!"

"Only know how to enjoy, not know how to give back! A bunch of garbage!"

Obviously everything is going back to the starting point, but at this time, his biggest reliance has a problem, how can Augusto not be angry and desperate.

Facing the resentful spirits entangled in the Hunting God Gun, he fiercely rebuked without any apology.

The Hunting God Gun is even more hateful.

Just when it was about to pull the trigger automatically and vent the endless resentment in the muzzle to Augusto.

A hand grabbed it.

"What a waste. "

Robb suddenly appeared at the side, ignoring the struggle of the Hunting Gun, and restrained it with one hand.

Augusto's strength is now only one tenth of what it was.

Robb can easily destroy him, without wasting precious Hunting Gun bullets.

Especially when this Hunting Gun has been destined to be his trophy.

Augusto saw Robb coming, his expression changed, and the anger on his face gradually turned into loneliness.

He already knew the next outcome.

The entire battlefield has now become silent.

Augusto calmed down and no longer looked at Robb and the Hunting Gun. Instead, he looked at the Garden of Eden, which he created with countless efforts and now has become a ruin.

Finally, he sighed and said, "You will regret it."

Until his defeat, he still firmly believed in his ideals.

"I will never regret it. "

Robb said lightly that it was useless to refute such a person, and then he didn't say anything more. He stretched out his hand and Augusto disappeared from the world bit by bit.

Augusto, one of the five members of the original Supreme Committee of the Redemption Society, the supreme leader of the radicals, and the Lord of the Garden of Eden, was completely shattered.

The radicals' crazy and grand sublimation plan no longer exists.