No priests tried to use sorcery, but Lance blew the conch directly at them. The power contained in the sound instantly interrupted their spellcasting, while Lance could still multitask by firing his gun.
No need to reload, he alone was like an army, the continuous gunfire showcased terrifying firepower.
The pigman priests on the other side were beyond crying, leaving only the pitiful squeals of pigs.
Even if bullets aren't lethal, being interrupted at this time is enough to lead to death.
Grenades, incendiary bottles, conches, muskets—all the means were unleashed without holding back.
Thus, the dozen priests and hunters guarding the God of Pigmen were suppressed by the Lord alone.
What?
This is just the beginning, if you play like this, I'll have to report you.
At this moment, the pigmen outside haven't even arrived, while those inside are almost all dead.
This makes others feel somewhat magical, as if even without their presence, it wouldn't matter.
