The pitch-black gun barrel was aimed at Allen, the scent of saltpeter and sulfur constantly diffusing.
The Commander's powerful Simulation Realm surged back like a tide, crashing heavily into Allen, its surrounding Simulation Realm flickering and dimming, almost shattering.
What followed was a brutal barrage of artillery fire.
Baiyu had never imagined someone could unleash such an enormous amount of firepower in such a short time. Various firearms continuously materialized in the Commander's Simulation Realm, unleashing tongues of fire towards Allen without need for control.
Loud explosions echoed incessantly.
Covered by dense firepower, the ground cracked like tortoiseshells, sand and stones splattering.
Even the demons fighting nearby paused, staring in terror at this small battlefield.
"Screw you, are you trying to show off in front of me? A traitor is a traitor, pretending to be like-minded, what a joke."
The Commander fired wildly while cursing loudly.
