He squinted his eyes, seeing a curved blade being blasted out from that place, whistling as it shot straight towards him.
But it didn't hit Fang Hong; instead, it struck the shield glowing with a ghostly blue light at the edge, then bounced upwards, hitting the ceiling with a bang, leaving a white mark.
Fang Hong wasn't stupid; he naturally knew what it meant to open fire in this place. Although the shoulder-mounted cannons of the Mares Knights weren't as deadly as some real weapons of mass destruction, they were still very threatening in a confined space. Therefore, before firing, he had already deployed the Energy Angel's shield.
The dust settled, and the battlefield was already in ruins, with hardly any intact bodies left. At such close range, sharp shrapnel was enough to shred a person to pieces.
