Watching Zhou Yue's moves, Zhong Yi felt dazed for a moment.
If not for the nickname [Bu Po Bu Li] hovering over Zhou Yue's head, Zhong Yi would have thought Mu Yawen had logged in.
Zhou Yue glared at Zhong Yi, his face dark. "What the hell are you laughing at? Isn't this damned artifact the problem?"
"I'm laughing because Junior Brother Mu possessed you..."
Zhong Yi shook his head, unsure whether to laugh or cry, then picked up the [Mingju-15] and smoothly demonstrated how to use it.
He grabbed the [556-Type Spirit Bullets (Tier 1)] on the table. With a thought, the spirit bullets instantly sank into the small magic array beneath the protruding magazine.
"Whoa!?"
Zhou Yue's eyes lit up as he watched, a flash of enlightenment striking him.
"If you think of spirit bullets as talismans, then this artifact is a talisman launcher... like this!"
Seeing the look in Zhou Yue's eyes, Zhong Yi felt a little burst of satisfaction, and his hands moved even faster.
Round chambered!
Gun held in both hands!
Trigger pulled!
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Pale white flames flickered from the muzzle.
Three finger-sized holes instantly appeared in the wall behind the Asara Rogue Cultivator.
The Asara Rogue Cultivator before them froze for a moment as though his system had crashed, then turned his muzzle toward Zhong Yi.
"You trying to tickle me!?"
Zhong Yi blushed. "Ahem, seems... I got a step wrong? Heh, heh, heh..."
Zhou Yue covered his forehead, struggling to hold back his laughter. "What the fuck was I even expecting..."
"Still, thanks for opening my eyes!"
With that, Zhou Yue picked up the third gun on the table, chambered a round, and fired in one smooth motion.
Two spirit bullets struck the Asara Rogue Cultivator squarely in the forehead, while