"Kid, I advise you to take that back!"
Graves, exhaling a plume of indigo smoke, aimed the muzzle of his Destiny at Duke, his eyes extremely unfriendly. "A good gun is like a man's wife. You can insult me, but you cannot insult my wife!"
Duke was unconcerned. In the game, due to game mechanics, Graves's Destiny seemed very powerful, but in reality, this double-barreled shotgun was nothing special. Duke really didn't think much of it.
It couldn't even compare to Lucian's weapons; it wasn't even good enough to carry his shoes.
Rolling his eyes, Duke pulled out ebony wood and aimed it at the Water's edge behind him, directly pulling the trigger. As gun Fire flashed, a jar-sized void visibly appeared on the Water's surface.
This was clearly caused by ebony wood's bullet, and at the same time, several Razor-fish corpses, cut into two halves, floated on the Water's surface.
Graves looked at the jar-sized void on the Water's surface. Although this void was quickly filled by the subsequent Water flow, it was enough to prove the excellence of the weapon in Duke's hand.
Graves's mouth was slightly agape, and he didn't even react when his cigar dropped. He just stared blankly at the Water's surface, which had returned to calmness, and the Razor-fish group that were fighting over the remains of their kin.
"Gulp!"
Graves swallowed with difficulty, looking at the ebony wood in Duke's hand, his eyes filled with shock, astonishment, and a shattered worldview.
But these emotions quickly transformed into deep fascination.
For an excellent marksman, what could be more attractive than a legendary firearm with astonishing power?
If there was, it must be both beautiful in appearance and astonishingly powerful!
And Duke's ebony wood perfectly met both of these conditions. Not only was its power astonishing, but it also had a beautiful gun body. Just one look would make one deeply captivated by it.
"What is this?"
Graves spoke with a trembling voice, then looked at the Destiny in his hand, immediately feeling disgusted, like a man who comes home after a tiring day only to face a nagging wife when relatives are visiting.
"ebony wood!"
Duke raised his left hand, showing Graves the ebony wood in his hand, "It can perform precise long-range strikes. No one targeted by her can survive."
Graves, whose eyes were glued to the ebony wood, subconsciously took a step forward. Seeing him act so spinelessly, Duke found it a bit amusing.
But thinking about Graves's personality, besides Twisted Fate, the only thing this guy couldn't abandon was the weapon in his hand. Even if the weapon was lost, his first thought would definitely be to retrieve it.
Even if he couldn't retrieve it, he would have to forge a better one!
"Do you want to see her sister?"
"Mm-hm! Mm-hm! Mm-hm!"
Graves nodded like a pecking chick, only to see Duke reach into the void and grab white ivory into his hand.
"And the function of this one is a bit different from ebony wood. ebony wood is responsible for long-range suppression and sniping, while this one is..."
Duke pulled the trigger towards the Water's surface, and instantly, gunshots rang out in a continuous barrage. A semi-automatic pistol displayed the effect of a submachine gun.
Dense, sieve-like holes appeared on the Water's surface, and more Razor-fish floated up, their blood instantly dyeing the Water red as they were riddled with holes.
"Gulp!"
Graves swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and only one thought remained in his eyes as he looked at ebony and ivory.
That was obsession.
Intense obsession!!
He urgently wanted to possess these two beautiful ladies!
But just before Graves could take any concrete action, Duke flipped his hands, retracting the two legendary weapons. He could use these two guns for a very long time.
Unlike the Death Bell's sidearm, he didn't need to replace the old one when a better one came along.
Being called legendary weapons, they naturally possessed unparalleled characteristics.
First, these two guns had hard casings that could withstand slashes.
They didn't require specially made bullets and could absorb Duke's magic as replenishment, though the absorbed amount was very tiny, and Duke didn't actually use them too often.
So Duke didn't feel anything special.
As for why he didn't awaken these two guns and give them life, it was because Duke had his own considerations.
The time was not yet right!
"Hey, why did you put them away?!"
Graves noticed Duke putting away ebony and ivory, and his eyes were filled with immense regret, with a deep yearning in their depths.
"These are my weapons. I'll do with them as I please!"
"Even if I threw them away, it wouldn't be your place to comment!"
"Ahem, when you throw them away, tell me the address, and I'll help you with the trash disposal!"
As the shameless Graves spoke, Duke didn't know how many times he had rolled his eyes. How could this bearded man be even more shameless than he had imagined?
However, this also made the guy deviate from his stereotypical image in the game.
"Alright, old man with the toy gun, move out of the way quickly. I have other things to do!"
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