"Whizz!" The sniper bullet roared out, carrying Luo Zheng's worry and anger, screeching through the Void like a War God thundering down from beyond the heavens, bearing an unmatched will to fight, and instantly hitting its target, sending a spray of blood into the air as the target fell, disappearing without a trace. Suddenly, quiet descended around them.
Luo Zheng's stern gaze swept the surroundings, no one else tried to climb up to the roof anymore, the eerie silence was heart-pounding. Luo Zheng pricked up his ears to listen, no noise of a crowd, no footsteps, no sounds of bolt actions, and especially no gunshots or explosions— it was as if there had been no battle at all. He knew in his heart that this was the calm before the storm.