Wherever the horn's call passed, ripples spread through the red mist. The tentacles, as if struck by lightning, froze in an instant.
Wu Liangchen couldn't help but be startled by the sight.
'How could the call of a horn possess such power? Enough to stun the Sea Siren's tentacles?'
However, this was no time to dwell on such things. Wu Liangchen frantically pulled the trigger, unloading his full firepower onto the motionless tentacles.
The gunshots jolted the others into action, and muzzle flashes erupted from all over the deck.
With the red mist receding and the tentacles still frozen, even those with average aim could hit their targets.
Under the immense firepower, countless sprays of blood erupted from the tentacles, and some were blasted to shreds.
Just then, the horn's call became sporadic, as if the one blowing it was running out of strength and could no longer continue.
