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Chapter 77: The Secret Simple Math Questions

[Enfield M1841]

A breech-loading gun was commonly seen on Copper Street, but bullets were uncommon.

The Lost Wave Bullet accurately pierced through the saint spirit's forehead, leaving a small hole that cut off the sword-shaped mark.

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The corpse fell to the ground, next to Shaya.

At the same time, the giant that was originally like a small mountain collapsed as if the stitched corpse had lost its stitches and glue. All kinds of oddly-shaped corpses slid down the mountain and squeezed towards Shaya like a landslide.

"Cynthia, save me!"

Shaya, who could only move her tongue, hurriedly shouted.

A familiar figure appeared next to him. He quickly pulled out the 'nail' and picked up Shaya, who was suffering. In two or three leaps, he left the place.

Returning to the shelter, Cynthia helped Shaya sit against the wall and skillfully treated her wounds.

" Our teamwork is really tacit, Cynthia."

Shaya grinned.