Chapter 87: Thousands of Troops Come to Meet (Part 1)

When Zheng Qing aimed the Colt Silver Python at Sepulano, the Fat Wizard was secretly mocking Zheng Qing in his heart.

Indeed, as a novice who hadn't been through many hunts, he didn't know that the best choice in the face of such a curse attack was to cast a spell head-on, or secondly to turn tail and run. If not, waste an amulet and hide under a turtle shell. Although this would forfeit the initiative, it could also nicely avoid the risks.

Rather, planning to interrupt his spell-casting with a Fu Bullet or some other spells was foolishness at its finest.

Even without considering the several amulets he wore, Sepulano was absolutely confident that he could land his curse on the opponent before Zheng Qing's Fu Bullet could fully take effect, and then he could leave leisurely.

But when the Charm Gun fired, a blood-coloured Fu Bullet burst from the barrel and struck him, Sepulano knew he had made a huge mistake.