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However, what's the use of just a heavy gun?

In the end, it still depends on the power of the bullets.

Rhode looked puzzled.

The essence of the Sacrifice ability is equivalent exchange; the value of what is sacrificed is equal to the value of what is gained.

Sacrificing dozens of guns only to get one gun in return is not an equivalent trade.

He had sacrificed so many times, but this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Thinking, Rhode opened a box of bullets and loaded six into the revolver one by one.

After loading the revolver, he looked at a large tree outside the window.

He raised his hand, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

With a muffled gunshot, Rhode saw the red patterns on the gun shimmer faintly.

Sparks burst!

A bullet flew out.

Boom!

The instant the bullet hit the tree, it pierced directly through the thick trunk.

Hiss!

Feeling a slight sting in his wrist, Rhode was astonished.

He walked over to the tree and looked at the fist-sized hole in its trunk.

Clearly, this was not damage that an ordinary revolver could cause.

This power... it could probably rival a large-caliber sniper rifle, right?

Rhode recalled the moment he fired the gun.

It seemed that an unknown force was attached to the bullet, making it travel faster.

What if he sacrificed hundreds of handguns?

Would it blow up a tank with one shot?

Rhode's expression was strange.

Of course, based on his understanding of the Sacrifice ability...

Sacrificing hundreds of handguns might also directly give him an old-fashioned cannon.

"With such power, I'll call you Executioner."

Rhode named his new weapon and looked at the remaining firearms.

With his marksmanship, anything beyond a hundred meters is basically up to luck.

So, he doesn't need to consider long-range weapons for the time being.

Under normal circumstances, a revolver is enough for close combat.

But, if he encounters powerful magical creatures or is even surrounded...

One revolver won't be enough.

Therefore, he still lacks a primary weapon that can inflict large-scale damage at close range.

And the most suitable weapon for his needs seems to be a shotgun.

The shotgun has an extremely wide attack range, especially in close combat, leaving nothing alive within three meters.

It's a weapon specifically designed for close combat and breaching.

The previous battle with the werewolves also proved the shotgun's lethality against magical creatures.

If it were an ordinary rifle, it would be difficult to kill even an ordinary werewolf.

Rhode piled up a dozen shotguns and, after thinking about it, piled up all the remaining firearms as well.

Since he's pursuing ultimate firepower, he might as well take a big gamble.

With so many firearms, he shouldn't fail to get a decent weapon, right?

"Sacrifice!"

Rhode clapped his hands, activating the Sacrifice.

With a flash of light, the pile of firearms disappeared.

In their place was a quadruple-barreled shotgun, black all over, engraved with dark-gold patterns.

Four dark gun barrels, with a cylindrical rotary magazine below, capable of holding twelve shells at a time.

He had often seen single-barreled and double-barreled shotguns, but this was the first time he had ever seen a quadruple-barreled shotgun.

Rhode looked at the shotgun, which was as long as an adult's arm, exuding a ferocious and savage aura.

It was hard to imagine what could withstand a single shot from this thing.

Werewolves? Vampires?

Probably not.

An ordinary shotgun could instantly kill a werewolf at close range, let alone this shotgun cannon in his hand.

This weapon, obtained by sacrificing dozens of firearms...

He wouldn't be surprised if a single shot could directly kill a second-generation werewolf transformed from a witch.

Rhode wanted to try it out, but he was afraid of attracting the attention of the surrounding neighbors.

A handgun is one thing, but a shotgun would definitely make a lot of noise.

It wouldn't be easy to explain if the police were called.

"Forget it, it's not too late to try it on the other side of the dimensional gate."

Rhode looked at the boxes of bullets in the room and continued to synthesize.

The power of the firearms is sufficient.

But the power of ordinary bullets is still somewhat unsatisfactory.

He'll sacrifice these bullets to see if they can bring him some surprises.

Rhode raised his hand and directly sacrificed a box of bullets.

The next second, several dark, old-fashioned cannonballs appeared before his eyes.

"Um..."

Looking at this box of old-fashioned, lit cannonballs...

Although Rhode had thought that this might happen, he still almost couldn't hold back his expression.

This is a bit ridiculous.

Why can sacrificing bullets yield cannonballs?

"This thing doesn't seem to be of much use if I keep it."

Having cannonballs without a cannon... is he supposed to throw the cannonballs by hand?

That's nonsense.

Rhode was speechless for a moment and casually put away the cannonballs.

Unfortunately, items obtained through sacrifice cannot be sacrificed a second time, so he can only keep this thing to replenish his inventory for now.

Thinking on the bright side, although these antique cannons have long been out of print...

He might sacrifice an antique cannon sometime.

At that time, it might be useful.

"Hopefully, I'll have better luck this time."

Rhode took out another box of bullets.

And sacrificed them directly.

Fortunately, luck didn't play a joke on him this time.

As a box of 12.7mm caliber bullets disappeared after being sacrificed, only a small pile of scattered bullets remained.

Rhode picked up one and examined it carefully.

The caliber was similar to ordinary 12.7mm bullets, but the length of the bullet was longer and it felt heavier.

This box of bullets probably contained around 1500 rounds, but only 100 of these special bullets were obtained after the sacrifice.

The value of one bullet is comparable to fifteen ordinary bullets.

It's easy to imagine that the power must be terrifying.

After setting aside a box of each type of bullet for the revolver and shotgun, he sacrificed all the remaining bullets.

After sacrificing over a dozen boxes of bullets, Rhode obtained four different types of revolver bullets.

And two enhanced versions of shotgun shells.

Of course, in addition to these, there were also several boxes of old-fashioned cannonballs and flintlock ammunition.

Overall, a good harvest.

After busying himself with all of this, it had already grown dark.

Rhode glanced at the three-story villa in the distance, wondering if these new neighbors would have nightmares tonight.

However, there shouldn't be any problems.

In his memory, the previous people who moved into the villa complex only started having problems after living there for some time.

Evil spirits aren't stupid either.

If a murder occurred every time someone moved into the villa, this haunted house would have been forcibly demolished by the local government long ago.

Chapter 25: The Neighbor's Wife!

Early the next morning.

Rhode finished washing up and put on his school uniform.

As soon as he stepped out the door, he ran into the new neighbor who had just moved in.

That extremely beautiful young woman named Tasha.

She was leading her exquisitely dressed daughter past the door, seemingly heading towards the bus stop.

"Good morning, Mr. Rhode."

Looking at Rhode in his school uniform, Tasha's eyes lit up.

The form-fitting school uniform clung to his body, highlighting Rhode's perfectly sculpted muscles like a work of art.

Young, strong, and powerful...

Yesterday was rushed, and it was getting late, so she didn't pay much attention.

Looking at him closely now, is this young man's figure really that good?