I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

This was a failed product that Irina commissioned Melissa to make. It was a weapon similar to a musket that used magic cores as bullets.

The gun body was not strong enough, so the magic core could not delay the explosion. Various defects in details made Irina's idea impossible to realize.

But leaving aside these fatal shortcomings, the power of the magic core that was triggered by a special method in a small space can be said to be quite huge.

Now the muzzle is against the opponent's forehead. Firing at such a close distance can definitely injure Sam severely.

Bang!

Without the slightest hesitation, Irina pulled the trigger, and the hammer smashed the fragile magic core that Irina had handled.

Huge energy burst out from the muzzle, and even the barrel exploded. This time there were finally fragments, but they were just fragments of the musket itself.

As the user, Irina was covered in wounds from the flying fragments, and his right hand holding the gun was even more bloody, and his white palm became bloody.

Sam, who was shot at close range, was even worse off. His head fell back and flew out.

A closer look revealed that his entire face was disfigured, with fragments all over his face, and the explosion had distorted his face.

"Ahhh, you damned little brat, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Surprisingly, Sam didn't die immediately after being attacked like this. It was fine if his head wasn't pierced, but he even had the strength to roar.

The protection of the gods not only gave him special powers, but it seemed that even his vitality was different from that of ordinary people. Such a terrible blow didn't kill him directly.

Fortunately, Elena was well prepared. He quickly removed the crossbow in his left hand and took out another prepared magic musket.

While Sam was still roaring, he had already rushed over with gritted teeth.

Although it was called a musket, the thing in Elena's hand did not have the ability to attack from a distance. He had to get closer, otherwise there would be no damage from shooting, and he would only be injured by the explosion and fragments.

Seeing the dark muzzle pointing at him, Sam, who had not reacted to what weapon it was before, understood what Elaina wanted to do and immediately wanted to distance himself.

Unfortunately, although he had the strength to roar, his body had already reached its limit, and even a simple dodge could not be carried out smoothly.

He could only watch Elaina come in front of him, and the dark muzzle like the abyss spit out flames again.

Before he died, Sam's strong desire to survive broke out, and his body, which should have been exhausted, burst out with the last strength, and the disappeared phantom condensed again in front of him.

This was just a last gasp. In order to ensure that Sam was killed, the magic core loaded in this magic gun was the magic core of the shadow leopard that had returned to the Monster Forest to hunt.

Whether it was the size or mass of the magic core, it was much larger than the ordinary magic core, and the power of its explosion would be more terrible than imagined.

Boom!

This time, the musket broke into fewer pieces, and most of the pieces melted in the terrible explosion.

Elena's left hand was broken by the terrible recoil. I'm afraid the bones in the flesh and blood were shattered, and the whole arm was twisted in an abnormal direction.

The pain made Elena sweat coldly, looking up at Sam's figure after the explosion dissipated. The picture was a bit heavy, and his head was blown away.

The phantom that had just condensed was probably dissipated in the first time. Sam, who was so weak, could not withstand this attack at all.

Facing the victory in front of him, Elena finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground exhausted. Thinking carefully, the battle just now was really full of hardships.

Elena thought about using the musket with the Shadow Leopard Magic Core to attack at the first time, but it is not difficult to imagine that if Sam resisted in his prime, he could still barely resist by consuming the energy supplied to the phantom.

In the end, he would probably suffer a lot of injuries, but it was far from falling down.

There is no doubt that no matter what state Elena is in, he will definitely lose one of his arms after firing this shot. In this state, he will definitely lose to Sam.

It can only be said that things are really lucky that things can develop step by step as Elena planned. If there is any mistake, this battle will not be won so "easy".

Before the other bandits noticed that the battlefield here was quiet and approached, Elena checked the injury of his left hand.

Even if he is physically strong, it is probably unrealistic to want to restore the activity of his left hand in a short time.

In the past, Elena would probably have directly announced the end of his mercenary career with this comminuted fracture injury on his left hand.

But in this world, this is not special.With such a serious injury, Elena would probably be able to recover in a short time with just his healing magic.

Elena didn't want to waste too much time here. Getting rid of the robbers on the wanted list was just a side job. His real target was Stanford.

The only thing that made Elena a little regretful was that he could only fight to the death to get rid of the enemy of this level, and he couldn't ask for more information from the enemy.

Elena was really curious about the concept of God's protection. The other party obviously knew a lot about it. At the very least, he could ask what kind of existence the God of Plunder was.

Why did those high and mighty gods disappear from this world one by one?

Elena would not force things that could not be helped. He took a few breaths, treated his wounds with healing magic, and then groped upstairs.

Although his condition was very bad, Elena didn't think it was difficult to deal with a businessman. The other party didn't have any special power, and Elena could easily crush him.

Halfway through the journey, Elena seemed to hear the movement of people outside the house, which made his face look worse. He thought, could these be the reinforcements of the robbers?

How many robbers did Stanford hide near such a small house? No matter how you listen to it, the movement is not small.

Thinking that he might have to stage an escape drama, Elena hurriedly quickened his pace.

He had to get rid of Stanford quickly. If he didn't get rid of this bastard who kept staring at the orphanage and Sister Weiwei every day, he would never be able to rest assured.

It didn't matter if it would make his situation more complicated. As long as he could get rid of this guy and return peace to the orphanage and Sister Weiwei, Elena thought it was worth it.

For the first time, he had a family-like existence. Elena really cherished this feeling. In addition, this body's original concern for the orphanage and Sister Weiwei was enough to give birth to a reason to sacrifice himself to save these things.