Chapter 1916. Bodybuilder Belphegor

What Belphegor spat out was an ice bullet. This was a skill that lasted for a duration. While this skill was active, he could spit these ice bullets as if they were his standard ranged attacks. He took another deep breath and spat out another ice bullet.

This time, his target was Nameless. Nameless was in a better situation because he had a shield. Even so, he staggered multiple steps back from the impact.

Belphegor didn't stop. He continued spitting ice bullets. His motion became faster by the second. He was shooting like a rapid gun.

The ice bullets rained through Badass' hell minions. Each of these ice bullets had the capacity to wound. Grace was saved because of her outworlder's constitution. The demons and hellhounds summoned by Badass were not so lucky. The ice bullets tore through them. Some lost legs or arms. The unlucky ones got hit in the head. With a hole in their vital spots, their HP fell directly to zero.