"Damn it!"
Blue Jade cursed angrily.
Sure enough, the worst-case scenario had happened. Someone couldn't hold on anymore and transformed into a demon. Morning Glow Advance was so vast, and with communications down, this ironclad ship had become an arena for humans and demons.
She was preparing to deliver the final blow to this demon, but just then, she heard the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps, accompanied by a gust of wind surging behind her.
Only one bullet left in the revolver, and Blue Jade didn't trust her marksmanship. More importantly, even if this shot hit a vital spot, with the revolver's firepower, it was uncertain if it could directly kill the demon, given these creatures' stubborn vitality.
The experience of struggling between life and death allowed Blue Jade to make the necessary judgment. She released her grip, letting the revolver drop into a pool of blood, and as she turned, she drew the folding blade from her waist.
