I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms
Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."
Chapter 307: "This is a good ending.
"It's not that."
Chen Miao's brows furrowed as he looked at the pop-up on the panel. It was a message from the federation, simple in content. It was about the giant hole high in the sky at the deepest part of The Land of Extreme Cold.
The speed of the water suddenly increased significantly.
From its original flow, it turned into a jet.
And the water that crashed to the ground didn't disappear in an instant anymore. Instead, it transformed into a flood, surging wildly toward lower land. The flow was very rapid, and it was unclear whether supernatural factors were at play, but the waters didn't freeze.
However, inevitably, some ice spikes were mixed into the flood.
Under the swift current of the flood, these ice spikes mixed into the water were like spears, carrying tremendous power. Caught off-guard, many of the federation workers there had already died.
And the main reason for his furrowed brows was that the direction of the flood was headed straight for his Heavenly Palace!