Chapter 7: The Blessed Musket

The guy probably wasn't even injured. Zhao Qian took another sip of the ale wine that was obviously mixed with water, and estimated it in his heart.

Hearing another shot from upstairs, he turned his guess into a certainty.

The sound of fighting upstairs gradually became messy. The screams were accompanied by some shrill begging for mercy, which made many people below frightened.

"Ahh Don't, come, don't come. ”

Two groups of people had already gone upstairs to support. It seems that it will not help.

"Peng! Peng! ”

The two figures instantly smashed into the somewhat rotten wooden floors on the first floor in an instant. This tavern looks like it's been around for some years.

The unfinished glass of wine at the bar was also shaken over, spilled all over the table.

But the bartender on the side had no intention of wiping it off.

In the tavern, except for a few staff members here, the rest of the people have long been birdish. On the table, in addition to the leftover wine scattered all over the table, there were more old playing cards and dice.

"Jay...... Boss Jack? ”

The bartender looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a pained look on his face as he got up from the cushion on the floor. Although he only looked like a few scratches on the surface, he definitely had a few broken bones on his body.

Zhao Qian stood aside and didn't make a sound, and he could see a thing or two from that guy's unfavorable movements.

"Help me go."

Old Jack said in a hoarse voice. He knew in his heart that he was not lightly injured. If it weren't for the back that was knocked down with him just now, he would have died a long time ago.

The lifeless appearance on the ground at this moment once again proved his conjecture.

That guy is not human.

"Jack." A young man with a pale face walked slowly down the somewhat old wooden staircase.

The fight on the second floor of the tavern had long since stopped after the gang boss was beaten down.

There was no sound upstairs, as if they were all dead.

He looked at the bartender and old Jack with interest, occasionally sticking out his tongue and licking a blink on his lower lip. It's like something supremely delicious.

Blood.

Zhao Qian saw it very clearly.

The bullet marks from the shots of Old Jack and his men, except for the torn bullet holes in his clothes, were as if he had never been hit.

The two of them didn't dare to move anymore, and the atmosphere in the tavern became solemn.

"Sea, Hagrid. Spare me, I can give you a lot of money. ”

The middle-aged man was already a little frightened, perhaps the young man he knew many years ago had already become some creature he had heard of. Especially in this era when religious influence is still alive.

"Money?"

The young man's eyes flashed with contempt that anyone could see.

"Do you think that I, who have now become a dark nobleman, will care about money as much as the laborer who was bullied by you in the past?"

"Jack, I'll kill you, after completing your orders."

He made no secret of the hatred in his eyes. This makes the legs of the man who has enjoyed the boss position for many years tremble.

People are like this, only after enjoying it will they be afraid of death.

"Aristocrats? A blood slave. ”

A playful voice rang out in the somewhat quiet tavern.

This naked-naked-naked-naked-face slap made the young man who had just found a sense of accomplishment a little annoyed and angry.

The young man over there had actually noticed it a long time ago, but because his priority was Old Jack in front of him, he didn't care about him. Who knew he would find his own death.

"You, will, die."

He said word by word, like a judge pronouncing the death sentence of a prisoner.

He was really angry, and this sentence undoubtedly pierced a weakness in his heart.

Zhao Qian stood in front of the bar, a slight smile slid across the corners of his mouth, looking at the blood clan rushing over in front of him, he knew that he had found the right place.

The guy on the other side didn't actually know what it was at first.

But the moment he got down, the ticket prompt sounded.

"Discover the dark creatures and open the current dark creatures bloodline identification. Charge 0 points for travel (Random world travel will gain the skill: Recognition.) The first time is free, 100 travel points will be charged for the next use. )”

"Vince Hagrid

Race: Bloodline

Race Class: Blood Slave (or Untitled)

He is 5 feet 6 inches (1.7 meters) tall and weighs 60 kg

Strength: 7 points

Dexterity: 10 points

Stamina: 8 points

Perception: 7 points

Charm: 4 points

Intelligence: 5 points

Spirit: 5 points

Basic melee lv. 1, basic footsteps lv. 1

Race Talent: Bloodlust (Lifesteal will heal the unit's injuries)

Race Talents: Holy Enemy (Light Attack deals extra critical damage to this unit)

Race Talent: Smooth Blood Flow (This unit adds 50 additional health)"

Looking at Hagrid, who was getting closer and closer, Zhao Qian moved. His face became serious, after all, it was the first time he had used such a weapon.

The thing he had been asking for from the bishop and had been useless was in his hand, a weapon for demon hunting.

A handful of **, a handful of things that are being used by this era and even by modern police forces.

Blessed musket (semi-automatic round wheel right revolver pistol)

Origin: Paris, France

Equipment Rarity: Dark Blue

Attack: 50

100

Material: Pine (soaked in holy water), iron

Attachables: gun case, strap

Optimal range (100 maximum attack power): 30 meters or less

Effective range (the range that can inflict at least damage to the enemy): within 100 meters

Weight: 1.1 kg

Full gun length: 273 mm

Magazine capacity (6 rounds)

Ammo Reload Interval (10 seconds)

Equipment use conditions: Strength must reach 7 points or more.

Attack Speed: 1 sec/shot

Additional effects for pistols: +10% shooting accuracy, -10% shooting range

Passive Skill: Holy Death (Pseudo).

As with the original intent of this weapon, if this equipment is possessed, it will add 10% more damage to damage to dark creatures.

Hint: Martyrdom bonus damage is reduced to 1 when it falls below 1.

Note: Equipped, it only counts as a Light attack when fighting dark creatures, and fights with other types of creatures only count as normal gun damage.

Combat effectiveness score of this equipment: 10

Comment: It's a shame that it's just a test item. ”

A great piece of equipment, at least for now. In a world where dark creatures are prevalent, this piece of equipment can be said to be very practical.

The following are the tiers of equipment.

Gray (basically a store)

White (normal)

Light Blue (with 1 additional stat)

Navy (with 1.)

2 additional attributes)

Black Plot (with 1.)

+0 for 2 additional stats

1 passive ability)

Silver Story Equipment (Designated Boss Drops with a Small Chance of Unique Attributes)

Green Gear (Outfit)

Light Green Equipment (Growthable Equipment)

Golden Episode Gear

Note: Any piece of equipment has the potential to have traits unique to that piece of equipment, whether it's white or story outfits. And there are some characteristics that are necessarily there.