Chapter 60 A Battle Of Wits And Skill

• Clark always dreaded and anticipated the day that he would kill his first Mocan soldier. He hated them to the core, so he would never hesitate if the opportunity to kill one was presented to him.
• The appearance of this soldier lit up a burning flame that was carefully concealed in his heart. At this moment, the flame already burst forth like split milk, it could not be remedied again.
• He acted very fast, as he quickly whispered to his 2-form gun to take on its machine gun configuration. His gun diligently obeyed, as it quickly rearranged its configuration.