The red ant seemed to have identified him as the key to this war, charging forward without hesitation.
Su Changxing saw this giant creature rushing towards him, simultaneously retreating and drawing the revolver from his waist, pulling the trigger close to the Fate Ant's head.
Pushing the barrel against its face and firing, that shouldn't count as a long-range attack.
He thought that shooting at close range would render the Fate ability ineffective.
Click, click—
The trigger of the revolver turned, making a jammed sound.
Su Changxing's movement didn't pause a bit. Before the Fate Ant's attack arrived, he transformed into a flurry of Bai Yu, disappearing from the original spot and reappearing a body's distance away, dodging the attack from the Fate Ant's forelimbs.
He was prepared for such situations. A slender scarlet scythe appeared in his hand, and with a swift motion, he struck at the joint on the Fate Ant's head.
