I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"Has he lost his mind?"

"Did I see that wrong? I thought the guy who didn't run had some serious backbone, turns out he just whips out a little pistol?"

"I remember the lowest-level occupational weapon for a gunman is a revolver, isn't it?"

This scene once again sparked discussions among the players from other civilizations watching in the white space, clearly puzzled by this turn of events.

They had already been shocked by the fact that every member of this civilization had turned tail and run at the start of the battle.

But what they didn't expect was that the one person who didn't run, whom they thought was either incredibly skilled and courageous or had some unique ability, actually just pulled out a small pistol.

Isn't this just a joke?

...

At this moment, Chen Miao,

stood alone in front of a boss as tall as the sky, while Hungry Monkey and the others had already begun to retreat. Chen Miao was the only one left on the field, his clothes flapping wildly in the strong wind.

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"Bang."

A seemingly insignificant gunshot noise abruptly emitted from the muzzle, and then all the players clearly saw a blinding column of light shooting out from the unremarkable pistol, straight toward the boss!

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An incredibly frightening damage value slowly appeared above the boss's head, and this Nine-Headed Dog boss clearly felt pain from the hit, its body shaking as it let out a pained roar.

"Roar!!!"

This scene left the players in the white space somewhat dumbstruck.

"That... that's still a small pistol?"

"No wonder this guy had the courage to face the boss alone, just one hit caused 0.1% damage to the boss, this attack power is a bit horrifying!"

"Do you know if that was a casual shot or a Full-Force Strike?"

"Indeed, if that was a casual shot, and as long as this player keeps good positioning, maintaining this kind of attack power with every hit, then it would only take 1000 shots to kill the boss, it really might be possible for one person to solo this boss."

"Positioning? Are you kidding me? This damn thing is a civilization boss, ah, which skill isn't a wide-area attack, not to mention all the aggro is now on this one person, all those wide-area attack skills will be centered on him and come crashing down, and they're instant, how can you dodge that? There's no way to dodge it, okay?"

"Before this civilization went in to challenge, I met a player from the Blue Star Civilization, that player boastfully said they didn't need to prepare anything to clear because they had a god in their civilization, could it be that the god the player was talking about is this player?"

...

Outside the arena, the discussion buzzed.

Countless players' eyes were glued to the big screen, watching the scene unfold—something they had never seen before. Which civilization advancing to D-level doesn't fight with the might of their entire race?

Who lets just one person take the lead?

Are you joking?

And there stood Chen Miao, who, after the shot, did not show much expression on his face, instead casually craning his neck a bit.

The S-level weapon "Cup of Equity," merged with all his occupational weapons, his unique firearm skin, accessories, and enchantment effects, had power beyond question, basically without any downside. If there had to be one,

It was the cost of the bullets.

Inheriting the bullet cost of the "Sky Eye Matrix Cannon," one million Star Coins a shot, and they couldn't be mass-produced, only bought with Star Coins, he also wanted to fire a barrage in one go, but the price of 50,000 bullets was astronomical, he couldn't afford it.

But...

Conveniently, he had a skill that allowed him to fire any firearm for a brief moment without any consumption.

Just then—

"Roar!"

The boss, as massive as the sky, let out a roar and with blood-red eyes charged straight at Chen Miao, clearly intending to dispatch him, who dared to injure it, to Western Heaven in one fell swoop.

Such an enormous creature was charging at him with an incredibly exaggerated speed.

And this scene was nearly maxing out the intimidation scale.

Anyone else standing there would probably have their legs go weak and collapse on the spot, for no matter how fast a person can run, how could they possibly outpace this Nine-Headed Dog?!

But Chen Miao, as if he hadn't seen it at all, merely casually raised the silver-white pistol in his hand, aimed at the Nine-Headed Dog that was getting closer and closer, and slowly pulled the trigger.

Yet there was no reaction.

No bullet.@@novelbin@@

No laser column.

The boss, unimpeded, came barreling towards him with a ferocious roar!

All the players were holding their breath, eyes transfixed on the screen to see how Chen Miao would dodge this strike or counter, but for some reason, the Chen Miao on the screen seemed to be frozen in shock.

Without any reaction.

He even turned his back to the boss, but if you say he was frozen in fear, why then was there no trace of fear on this young man's face?

...

The fierce wind roared unchecked across the grassland along with the Nine-Headed Dog's approach, the stench of blood following its roars.

Chen Miao seemed to ignore the imminent danger.

Turning around calmly with his back to the boss, he walked a few steps forward then stood still. He nonchalantly pulled out a cigarette from his chest pocket, lit it, leaned casually on his cane, and stared up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, lost in thought.

"Huff."

Along with a puff of light blue smoke slowly exhaled, Chen Miao carried an air of indifference, exuding an aura of one who puts life and death aside, and at that moment, the colossal Nine-Headed Dog beast had already closed in right behind him.