This made him immediately flee to the side, while quickly reaching into his waist pouch to take out the transmission scroll and about to tear it open.
'Since the other side isn't aiming for my life, I should take this opportunity to try to escape.'
'What if it works!'
But suddenly, he heard a 'buzz buzz' sound of something cutting through the air rapidly approaching from behind.
He turned back sharply!
He only saw a silver Warhammer, approaching from afar, suddenly growing larger!
"Boom-PAH!"
The silver Warhammer hit Davenport squarely on the brow.
With a crisp sound like cracking a walnut, the hardest human skull instantaneously shattered, a large swath of red and white matter splattering fan-shaped behind the headless corpse.
And in the last moment before Davenport's death, he still couldn't understand—
'Damn! Weren't they supposed to capture me alive? Why suddenly go for the kill?'
