Sold to the Disfigured Billionaire
The missiles streaked past him, exploding harmlessly behind him.
He raised his right arm, spinning up the heavy rotary cannon.BRRRRRRRT. A stream of depleted uranium rounds chewed across the Glass Sea, ripping through the industrial excavation equipment and the cultists in their crimson robes. Purple Titan blood, used to enhance the cultists' physiology, splattered against the reflective glass, sizzling in the desert heat.
They were enhanced, but they were no match for ten tons of furious carbon-titanium. Jack plowed through their defensive line like a bowling ball through pins, scattering bodies and metal across the crater.
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