"Is it finally dead this time?"
"It can't even be killed by bullets—can that still be called human? But the power of a rocket projectile is far greater than a bullet. No flesh and blood can withstand a rocket explosion."
"Indeed, even those giant beasts that can resist some bullets absolutely cannot withstand something like a rocket."
Many guards were staring at Lu Changsheng's figure.
It was the era of firearms.
Some things can't be killed by bullets, but projectiles—they will surely be destroyed.
The destructive power of the two is worlds apart.
The people of the Long Family were likewise fixed on that massive ball of fire.
They had even resorted to using rocket launchers, virtually the strongest weapon they could temporarily deploy.
If the rocket launcher couldn't kill it, deploying other weapons wouldn't make a difference.
The enormous fireball struck by the rocket began to gradually contract, slowly dissipating in the end.
