Journey to the West's Revolver

Fu Qian gracefully removed his skull, as if a gentleman were taking off his hat to pay respects.
…
Everything began with a transcended-dimension invitation.
It's a story of a high-quality Thug turning the impossible into the possible.
Of course, on that day, the great being behind the invitation was still unaware of what it had done.

Facing an Ancient God for a Year

"So, according to what Mr. Lu just said, does it mean another Siren is about to die?" 


The other party was so overconfident that they allowed the Anchor to lock onto them, swiftly regaining control of the situation, which visibly improved Gerard's mood. 


Thus, at this moment, upon seeing the right hand that the legend of the mysterious madman predicted would bring a bloodbath move again, he even felt inclined to make a sarcastic remark. 


"Don't always be so self-satisfied. Why is it always the Siren that gets chosen?" 


"Also, don't be so conservative. Who said there will only be one?" 


With a casual sneer, he slowly opened his raised right hand. 


Given that its debut was long anticipated, at that moment, not a single person could resist looking towards the palm held up in the air. 


The next moment, everyone was horrified to find an ash-white pupil turning to look at them. 


Chapter 1087: Dragon Summit Inn (11)