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"By the Fist God!"

"Help me, Fist God!"

"Invincible Fist God, Demon Taming!"

The ascetics seemed to have turned into the incarnations of the Fist God. Their bulging muscles were all gifts and decrees from the Fist God. They were about to turn their hot blood into surging tides and bombard Gus.

Gus pulled the trigger emotionlessly.

The Vulcan Machine Gun started revolving unhurriedly. Three long whips of flames spurted out of the three barrels and interweaved into the sickle of the grim reaper, which was about to reap the prey.

The first ascetic was cut in half by the sickle of flames. Just like Zhou Yan, he was cut in half without any suspense. The upper half of his body flew up, and the lower half collapsed to the ground.