The damage from falling off the clock tower was much greater than the damage coming from players. If players were to fall down, then they would certainly die.

Hearing these Christmas thieves shriek and shrill as they fell made all the players there ache. They wouldn’t die from the fall, would they? Wasn’t that too easy for Lord Grim?

Just as they were thinking of this, they saw a giant beam of light shoot down from the top of the clock tower towards the ground. This was a Laser Rifle from Su Mucheng’s Cleansing Mist.

This attack was a spectacular sight, though the damage from it wasn’t as impressive as the visual effects. The thieves at the front of the charge ate the Laser Rifle and were pushed apart, falling down from the clock tower. Afterwards, the Laser Rifle’s damage gradually decreased. In the end, the attack had only pushed down three Christmas thieves. Even though the others had been hit, they were able to cling onto the clock tower’s walls. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click <a href="https://www.webnovel.com">www.webnovel.com</a> for visiting.

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