A Puppet Rise For System Boss Allen

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The men looked at themselves then at Allen, his eyes showing no mercy “Let’s do this” he muttered, his hands clasped together, his legs moved in a split second, his dark suit couldn’t be seen, it was as though he was a flash.

The men wielding their guns, holding them firmly in place, their helmets neatly and firmly worn, “Fire the rounds!!!” A man yelled, piling his trigger, firing first as the others had begun in his command.

Their gunshots were strictly met with a wind-like slash, the bullets had sounded as though they had hit something made up of a stronger metal, their eyes solely focusing on their guns and not what was in front of them.

Soon, Allen had begun to move, his face lit up from the adrenaline flowing into his veins, his eyes having bloodlust as he emanated an aura for monsters, Allen pushed through wielding his daggers in both hands, the hood of his suit firmly in place.

Moving forward, Allen approached them with inconsiderate slashes at their throats, slitting the firs