Murphys Mendte's fearsome reputation had not been earned through boasting.
He possessed Northern Barbarian blood. After awakening his extraordinary abilities, he had learned and mastered several Barbarian secret arts through various means. Combined with an alchemical battle axe, he had been invincible in battle.
This gang leader had just burned more than half the vitality in his body, amplifying his strength severalfold.
Not only had he leaped over the steel shield, but he also unleashed an oppressive aura, intending to forcibly shatter Ronan's Psionic Power defense!
Bang! Bang!
Yet just as Murphys Mendte reached the apex of his leap, Ronan switched the "Ranger" in his hand to the "knight" and pulled the trigger repeatedly at the gang leader in midair.
In less than two seconds, six silvery-white bullets flew from the chamber, trailing strange arcs of light as they struck Murphys Mendte's shoulders, waist and abdomen, and legs.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Amid six blooming sprays of blood, this nearly fourth-rank extraordinary powerhouse fell from the air with his battle axe like a balloon punctured by needles, crashing heavily onto the cold ground.
The immense pain forced Murphys Mendte to let out a shrill howl.
He tried to struggle to his feet, only to discover that he had lost control over all four limbs, and every bit of strength in his body had vanished.
Blood gushed from his wounds, nearly impossible to stop!
An extraordinary-level Barbarian in a berserk state could rely entirely on their flesh to withstand small-caliber bullets.
With Murphys Mendte's strength, he could even endure close-range bombardment from rifles and shotguns.
However, the revolver Ronan used was not only extraordinary equipment, but its bullets were also alchemical products. Under this double Empowerment, his defenses were pierced and the battle ended in an instant.
In fact, if Ronan had