88, sorry, I am an irregular descendant

Charles activated his Insight, locked onto Harriet who was hiding behind a building, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt a twinge of regret.

The last time he used the Anti-Space Sniper Rifle, he killed an assassin and blew away half of his body, leaving no chance to absorb his life force.

"Harriet is a High-Level Transcendent. If I could devour his blood essence, I might even break through to the Intermediate rank directly!"

"I still face the threat from the Evil God, and in three months, the Orc Assassin Alliance will continue to send new assassins. I must seize every opportunity to improve."

Charles hesitated briefly before deciding to take a risk.

Machu Picchu was his labyrinth; this was already his home turf, and there could be no better opportunity.

Lord Leo spared no ammunition, firing over a dozen shots and forcing Harriet to scurry around like a rat attempting to escape.