Morpheus Mendet's reputation for ferocity was not gained by bragging.
He has the bloodline of Northern Barbarians. After awakening his extraordinary abilities, he learned and mastered many barbarian secret techniques through various means. With the addition of an alchemical battle ax, he was invincible in battle.
The gang leader had just burned most of the Qi and Blood in his body, stimulating his own power several times over.
Not only did he jump over the steel shield, but he also used momentum and pressure, intending to forcibly break through Ronan's Psionic Power defense!
Bang! Bang!
However, just as Morpheus Mendt reached the top, Ronan switched the "Ranger" in his hand to "Knight" and continuously pulled the trigger at the gang leader in the air.
In less than two seconds, six silver-white bullets came out of the gun with a strange arc, hitting Morpheus Mendet's shoulders, waist, abdomen, and legs respectively.
puff! puff! puff!
Accompanied by six clusters of blooming blood flowers, this extraordinary strong man close to the fourth level was like a balloon punctured by a needle. He fell from the air with his battle ax and fell heavily to the cold ground.
The huge pain made Morpheus Mendet involuntarily let out a shrill wail.
He tried to struggle to get up, but found that he had lost control of his limbs and that all his strength was gone.
The wounds on his body were bleeding profusely and he could hardly stop!
In an explosive state, an extraordinary level barbarian can completely resist small-caliber bullets with his physical body.
With Morpheus Mendt's strength, he can withstand close range bombardments from rifles and shotguns.
However, the revolver used by Ronan was not only extraordinary equipment, but the bullets fired were also alchemical products. With the double blessing, it broke through his defense and ended the battle instantly.
In fact, if Ronan hadn't wanted to stay alive, the leader of Razor Gang would have been dead on the spot!
Ronan ignored Morpheus Mendet who fell on the ground, but slowly refilled "Knight" with bullets and began to shoot the remaining gang members.
No matter where the other party is hiding, in the cabin of the steel ship, or in a corner of the factory.
He used "Knight" to shoot through obstacles and kill them all with headshots!
The powerful gunshots of this large-caliber revolver came one after another, echoing in the huge space for a long time.
Until the last gangster fell.
"Phew!"
Ronan blew away the last trace of white smoke from the muzzle of the revolver.
Under the continuous high-frequency shooting, this masterpiece has become hot all over, especially the temperature of the barrel is enough to light a cigarette.
But it didn't suffer any damage, but the runes on the gun's body seemed to be covered in a layer of blood, exuding a fierce aura.
This is not a characteristic of "Knight" itself.
But after massacring hundreds of gangsters, it automatically condensed Blood Baleful Qi!
Ronan can even feel that this weapon is accumulating this new power until the moment of transformation.
At that time, it will use killing as its song and death as its poetry, and become a higher-level existence!
Death Knight!
A new name emerged in Ronan's mind.
And "Knight" seemed to sense what he was thinking, and the blood color of the runes became more and more dazzling, conveying joy and joy to Ronan!
Ronan shook his head and inserted it back into the holster.
Ronan is not worried that this extraordinary weapon will get out of control, because his power is enough to suppress it.
Putting on "Ranger" again, Ronan came to Morpheus Mendet.
Not only is the gang leader still alive, but his six wounds are no longer bleeding and are even showing signs of healing.
Worthy of being a quasi-fourth-level semi-barbarian transcendent!
Northern Barbarians, which has troubled the kingdom for hundreds of years, has always been known for its strength and tenacity, and its vitality is stronger than ordinary people.
This kind of racial talent is most vividly reflected in Morpheus Mendet.
It's just that "Knight" was too powerful and broke his bones. It was impossible to restore his combat effectiveness in a short time.
Morpheus Mendet also knew that Ronan could not give himself time to recover. He lay on the ground panting and stared at Ronan with fierce eyes. "Kill me!"
The words were completely squeezed out from between the teeth.
"Can you talk properly now?"
Ronan squatted down beside him and said with a smile, "I told you, I have no intention of becoming your enemy. I just want to inquire about the whereabouts of one person."
Morpheus Mendet was silent.
Ronan said the same thing before, but he just thought it was fart.
Now it sounds like an indescribable irony - because at this moment Ronan has no need to lie to him.
An emotion called "regret" grew in Morpheus Mendet's heart, biting his heart like a poisonous snake.
He laughed miserably and said, "Go to hell!"
The gang leader has lost all hope and doesn't want Ronan to get what he wants.
He is more willing to provoke the other person and give himself a good time!
"It's actually very simple if you want to die."
Ronan said calmly, "But if you don't want your wife, guests, and a dozen children to be buried with you, then give me an accurate answer."
"If I remember correctly, your eldest son works in the city hall, right? A very promising young man."
Morpheus Mendet was silent again.
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that his death will be meaningless and will also affect his family.
The gang leader didn't expect that Ronan would master his biggest secret.
In fact, there is not only one person who knows this secret, but as long as he remains standing, no one will use this secret to blackmail him.
But Morpheus Mendt himself was finished first - no eggs are left intact after the nest is overturned!
"What do you want to know?"
After a moment, he said dejectedly, "There are some things that I won't tell you even if you kill me."
"Balder Edie."
Ronan replied, "I want to know the whereabouts of Bald Edi."
"What?"
Morpheus Mendet broke through his defense instantly and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were full of disbelief. "You, you just want to find out about him?"
Ronan nodded. "Yes."
Morpheus Mendet spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood.
If he could turn back time, he would definitely treat Ronan as a guest and answer him respectfully.
The whereabouts of Bald Edie is nothing!
As long as there is enough interest, Morpheus Mendt can betray all the information about this friend without hesitation.
He really never expected it!
The gang leader tremblingly took out a whistle from his arms, and then told Ronan the specific method of contacting Bald Edie.
Very detailed.
"Very good."
Ronan put away the whistle. "Have a good trip."
"Wait!"
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