Zheng Qing had two talisman guns.
One was the Remington Su Shijun had given him, and the other was the Colt Python Jiang Yu had given him.
The two talisman guns had both been gifts from the witches at the beginning of last month, to celebrate his outstanding performance in the Freshman Competition. Since receiving them, aside from practicing with them a few times, the young publicly funded student had yet to find a suitable opportunity to truly use either weapon.
After all, they were both highly aggressive weapons, and a peaceful campus was no place for them to show their worth. Zheng Qing had originally thought he would only get a chance to use them during the winter hunt at the end of the month.
He had not expected to strike it rich so soon.
And his first target was a renowned wizard of the Wizarding World, a great noble of the Under the Moon Council.
"Bang!"
The pale green talisman bullet tore through the wizard's robe and slammed into the Vampire with lightning speed. Zheng Qing believed that if the Vampire had not been so overconfident as to deliberately come close to him, the odds of that talisman bullet hitting would have been just as slim as the previous one.
That said, facing a wizard with strong long-range attack capabilities, Duke Milton's choice to close the distance could not exactly be called a mistake.
"Puff! Puff!"
Dozens of thumb-thick vines appeared out of thin air, densely woven into a great net that dropped over the Vampire Duke's head. Duke Milton had clearly been caught off guard by this second wave of attacks. He no longer possessed the ease and composure he had shown against the first talisman bullet, instead instinctively raising an arm before his face.
Perhaps only