Distance and range meant nothing to the [Sacred Relic・World's First Matchlock Rifle]. As long as the sniper could see the target, they could surely hit it.
It seemed the Musketeer had chosen his ambush spot to ensure his own safety, positioned an extreme distance from the docks. He had taken cover at the other end of the port coastline. The estimated direct distance was over ten kilometers, which would double if one approached by land. He had unilaterally created a strategic advantage: only he could strike, and his enemy couldn't retaliate.
The Swarm's Incarnation—a sky full of locusts—had not yet descended.
After failing to kill Byron ten times in a row, the bullet with the flame pattern immediately returned, then charged out of the barrel to shoot again.
WHIZ—!
