Tende is skilled with guns and very accurate. He can't shoot six rounds in rapid succession, but a two-round burst is achievable. Detectives are familiar with this kind of thing, apparently. Holding the gun, Tende reminisces about the feeling it gives him. As for why he reminisces, he can't remember. The person who was mercilessly abused by the monster is still desperately trying to evade its attacks. Tende can't help but sigh at the sight, it's too tragic. The monster savagely smashes the table in front of it, attacking the mysterious person with its horns and hands. However, the mysterious person is agile, and no matter how frenzied the monster's attacks are, they have no effect. But the mysterious person also can't afford to be careless; a slight misstep would result in a serious injury, as demonstrated just now. They would be smashed to the ground by the monster like a piece of fabric. "As I suspected, nobody has come," Tende muttered to himself. There has been a lot of commotion here, but strangely, nobody has come to assist yet. It is clearly unrealistic to wait for support. He glanced at the revolver, and all the bullets in the cylinder were silver. Not the silver color on coins, but a transparent silver. The silver bullet has peculiar engravings on it, and it looks more like a work of art than a simple bullet. Normal bullets should be cheap lead ones, not something as exquisitely crafted as what he holds in his hand. But Tende doesn't have much time to ponder over these bullets. After gripping the gun, Tende becomes exceptionally calm. The surprise he felt upon seeing the monster has long disappeared. Well, to be honest, he wasn't that surprised to begin with. Now, he has no distracting thoughts and only thinks about how to use the gun in his hand to kill the monster. Yes, to kill, not to flee. What he needs to do now is simple. Aim and shoot. The distance is close enough that Tende doesn't need to consider bullet drop; as long as he aligns the gun properly, he can shoot with the most accuracy. "Bang!" The gunshot is short and loud. Tende, who fired the shot, calmly stares at the goat-like monster. The silver bullet embeds into the giant goat's head and blasts out the filthy blood of the monster. After such a small bullet hits, the effect is comparable to a shell hitting; not only does the monster's body receive a tremendous impact, but its head also splits open. The monster starts banging uncontrollably into the walls, clutching its head tightly. Just by looking, it's clear how much pain it's in. "Roar!" The monster lets out a cry, which is much sharper and more piercing due to extreme agony. This silver bullet is exceptionally effective. Such terrifying damage could never be caused by an ordinary bullet. "A silver weapon... demonic exorcism...?" Tende mutters. He doesn't know why he associates it with these things. But he hasn't forgotten his main task. While muttering, Tende aims at the giant monster once again. "Not enough, keep shooting!" the mysterious person shouts to Tende. He didn't expect Tende's shots to be so accurate; originally, he merely had a last-ditch hope. Seeing a chance to kill the monster, his excited footsteps became a bit chaotic, and it just so happened that these steps put him in fatal danger. The goat-headed monster, mad with pain, raises one leg and presses down heavily toward the mysterious person. The mysterious person is taken aback, realizing that he has no chance to dodge. "Bang!" But after a gunshot, he realizes that his life has been spared. Tende precisely delivers a bullet to the monster's chest, causing it to fall directly to the side from the powerful impact. This kind of force is unreasonable and cannot be caused by his own revolver. But since even a monster like the legendary goat-headed demon has appeared, Tende no longer intends to be surprised by anything that might happen. "How can this monster be killed?" Tende asks in a hoarse voice after firing two more shots. Although Tende's voice is hoarse, it is not unpleasant; it's just like someone who has a cold speaking.At least it's not the kind of voice that makes people not want to answer, to some extent, you could even say it's magnetic.
"You have to hit its heart to kill it directly, otherwise the damage won't be enough." The person quickly backed away and answered Tende's question.
"I've hit its heart." The shot Tende took just now, it was aimed at the heart.
"That's not where the heart is, its heart is in a different position from normal people."
"Huh?" Hearing this, even Tende couldn't help but look surprised.
The positions of the hearts are different too? What's going on?
So, does Tende still have to guess the location of the monster's heart?
"I'm out of bullets." Tende paused and said to the mysterious person.
He knew he had been tricked by this guy. Two shots should've been enough to kill this monster, right?
Now it's already two shots, but the monster is still full of vitality.
The mysterious person gnashed his teeth and threw a pack of bullets to Tende, "Here's another pack."
He immediately attracted the monster's attention and there was no chance to shoot. He could only rely on this person who shouldn't be here.
Tende casually grabbed the ammunition out of midair and glanced at the mysterious person with a pained expression.
"Are these bullets expensive?" Tende asked a question unrelated to the current battle, out of the blue.
"Expensive... not expensive..." The man was first stunned, then almost subconsciously answered.
After realizing, the eyes under his cap looked confused at Tende.
"Never mind then." Tende originally planned to give up searching for the heart and just kill the monster with firepower.
After all, the power of these bullets is like artillery fire, enough to cause damage if fired.
The mysterious person's words can also be understood as "as long as the damage is enough, even if you don't hit the heart, you can still kill."
But if the bullets are expensive, that's another matter. Tende didn't want to recklessly consume someone else's property.
Anyway, those bullets are so finely made, they can't be cheap.
Better stick to finding the heart honestly.
"Could the heart be in any position?" Tende took advantage of the struggle when the monster fell and ran to a different angle.
Can't do the head, can't do the chest, then the next shot should aim for the abdomen.
Since there's no way to instantly find the monster's heart, it relies on Tende's intuition to judge.
It's like when throwing dice, people always mysteriously believe they will roll a six.
"Bang—" This sound symbolized Tende's gamble.
He's the kind of person who throws dice and always believes he'll roll a six.
After the familiar sound of the gunshot, a silver white line swept across everyone's field of vision.
The bullet shot out and pierced through the monster's abdomen.
It also pierced through the heart hidden there.
"Feeling lucky, gonna buy a lottery ticket." Tende lowered his voice and muttered to himself.
Even more filthy blood splashed out from the wound.
After this shot, the sheep-headed monster's whole body began to be engulfed in silver flames.
Tende didn't know why this thing was on fire, but it didn't matter.
Finally, after a shrill scream, the monster stopped struggling.
"Is it dead?" Tende asked.
"It's dead." The person answered.
As soon as the words fell, a large amount of black gas burst out from the huge body of the monster, and then dissipated with a roar.
After the black gas dissipated, the monster's originally huge body began to shrink, as if it had been exposed to the sun for several days and nights.
Then, before Tende could regain his senses, the monster's corpse was burned by the silver flames that were there before.
The flames only burned the hideous monster and had no effect on anything around it.
It was only burning this monster.
Even the mysterious person who was closest to the monster had no harm, and there were no blackened marks on the ground.
The flames continued to burn until the body turned into ashes.
All of this took about ten minutes.
"Phew—" Tende let out a sigh, and his raised hand suddenly lost strength and dropped.
At some point, Tende's back was soaked in cold sweat.
Tende wasn't fearless, just a little "slow on the uptake."It seems that he is still a normal person after all.
