Savior Simulator

Chapter 676 Silver Plated Bullets

"Will that little devil named Duck come back for revenge?"

Martin could not help worrying for Alice.

"It's almost impossible." Gao Fei shook his head lightly, "If the little devil is wiped out in the world, even if he doesn't really die, he will suffer great damage, and even be lowered in rank because of this, and degenerate into a low-intelligence demon. It is difficult to guarantee one's own survival, so there is no talk of revenge."

"Even if Dak holds vengeance, he will not be able to cross the barrier of the plane and come back to trouble Alice, unless he is summoned again."

Jiang Feng added.

"The devil won't break into your house for no reason, there must be someone instigated behind it, has Duck revealed the identity of the main messenger?" Gao Fei asked Alice.

"I don't know..." The little girl shook her head dejectedly, "Dark never told me these things, but... Brad may know more."

"Very well, let's go visit that Mr. Brad next." Martin picked up the shotgun.

As soon as everyone went out, they saw Mrs. Gordon and a group of servants guarding outside, all looking very nervous.

Mrs. Gordon was relieved to see that her daughter was safe and sound.

"Miss Quinn, I heard the sound of fighting in the room just now, are you okay?"

Jiang Feng shook his head and said to her: "Madam, we are all fine, but your family's troubles are not over yet, we are going to the wine cellar next."

"Okay, I'll show you the way!"

"Don't worry, we still need to make some preparations before that." Gao Fei said.

"What else can I do for you?" asked Mrs. Gordon.

"Find an empty flowerpot. Besides, we need silver coins. Thirty silver coins are enough."

Mrs. Gordon did not understand what he wanted them for, but she sent for pots and silver at once.

Gao Fei cleaned up the dust in the flower pot, put in thirty silver coins, and then shot three "burning rays" continuously at the silver coins piled up in the pot.

The melting point of pure silver is only 962°C, and it was melted into a liquid state by the high temperature released by magic in a blink of an eye.

The pottery flower pot is equivalent to a simple crucible, which is strong enough to withstand the burning of liquid silver at thousands of degrees Celsius.

Gao Fei used the "Mage's Hand" to grab a large number of pistol bullets prepared in advance, put them into a flowerpot, evenly coat them with a thin layer of silver film, take them out and put them aside to cool naturally.

Then, he used the same method to coat Martin's shotgun bullets, as well as his and Jiang Feng's rapiers with a layer of silver.

This rudimentary silver plating process cannot make the silver adhere to the surface of the blade and bullet for a long time, and it will fall off when it is bumped hard.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a temporary use, and it's enough to penetrate the devil's damage reduction armor.

Two revolvers, magazines filled with silver-plated bullets.

Goofy put a pistol in his waist and asked Mrs. Gordon to lead the way to the warehouse where the wine cellar was located.

Opening the warehouse door, Jiang Feng immediately smelled the devil's breath. The pungent sulfur smell was stronger than the room where Dake was lurking.

Martin let the hounds explore the way ahead, and then he, Gao Fei, and Jiang Feng walked into the dark warehouse.

Mrs. Gordon and Alice remained outside.

The mother and daughter were protected by a group of armed servants.

There was a mess of gardening tools in the warehouse, and near the corner, there was a escalator leading to the underground wine cellar.

When the Gordon family bought this mansion, they bought part of the old red wine collected by the original owner by the way, preparing to use it to entertain guests. Unexpectedly, it became the devil's lair.

Jiang Feng performed the "dancing light technique", creating 4 balls of light hovering in the air, flying down the wooden stairs, dispelling the darkness in the cellar.

Three people and one dog were illuminated by magic, and walked down the stairs to the cellar.

They had tried to walk as lightly as possible, but the old and disrepaired wooden steps still creaked.

The mixed smell of red wine and blood filled the airtight cellar, making people feel short of breath.

In the cellar, there is a row of wooden shelves against the wall, on which are neatly stacked wine barrels and many bottles of red wine.

In the open space in the center of the cellar, a simple altar was piled up with wine barrels and empty glass bottles.

Four bloody dog ​​heads were placed on the altar as sacrifices for summoning the devil.

"Hey, distinguished guests, welcome to Brad's Bistro, what would you like to drink? My treat."

A little devil was sitting on the wine barrel. It looked like a fat baby with bare buttocks, its skin was as red as coal fire, a pair of black bat wings spread out from behind, and there was a playful smile on its face.

"You're Brad?" Martin held the shotgun and pointed the gun at the little devil opposite, "Scary little bastard, if you don't want to die, tell me as soon as possible. Who sent you to make trouble at Gordon's house?"

"Boss." The little devil replied casually.

"Who is the boss?"

"The boss is the boss. He always wears a mask and obviously doesn't want to reveal his identity. I'm just a humble wage earner. How dare I pry into the boss's privacy?"

Brad shrugged, pretending to be innocent.

"Relax my friends, do you really want a drink?"

"Don't go around in circles! That so-called boss, what did you ask you to do at Gordon's house? It's not just stealing drinks, right?" Jiang Feng also joined in the cross-examination.

"What else is there to create chaos and panic? It's best to lure this family to degenerate and sell their souls."

Brad flapped his wings and flew onto the wooden shelf, picked out a bottle of red wine, opened it, and drank it vigorously.

Gao Fei opened the astrolabe to check the details of this little devil.

Brad's attributes are similar to Duck's, but his HP is 10 points higher, and he also has a "Strongness" specialty.

In terms of spells, Brad doesn't know "Disguise", but has an extra "attribute enhancement", and his spellcasting ability is slightly stronger than Duck.

As for the "boss" he mentioned, he was probably the mysterious leader of the Blood Anchor Gang.

Considering James Gordon's crackdown on gangs, "The Boss" does have reason to give the chief of police a little flair.

Brad and Duck, these two little devils, are the vanguards in the struggle between police and robbers.

Brad burped loudly and said to himself:
"The boss first summoned Duck and asked him to cause trouble for the family, so as to warn the male owner of the family to keep his hands off his own business."

"The lazy Dak just wanted to be lazy, so he managed to build this altar and asked me to help him work."

"By the way, have you met my friend Duck?"

"Dark has been killed by us, and his treacherous and despicable soul has gone back to hell." Martin sneered, "It will be your turn next."

"Oh, my lord Asmodeus!"

Brad threw away the empty wine bottle with an exclamation, looking very sad, and even squeezed out two tears.

"Poor Duck, my love, I'm afraid he has degenerated into an ugly lemur right now, I am really saddened by what happened to him!"

(End of this chapter)