Cindy collapsed to the ground, her blood energy gradually dissipating into the air, her eyes vacant.

At this moment, the fourth-tier warrior's mental defenses had completely collapsed.

Leon gave a wink to the guards around her.

The guards quickly stepped forward and subdued Cindy.

Magical shackles that sealed his blood energy were fastened to his hands and feet.

The moment the massive bullet was fired, Lia was shaken by the terrifying sound.

His dazed mind gradually regained its senses, and his gaze refocused on Viktor's body.

She stared at Victor, her eyes filled with an incredibly complex light.

"Miss Liya."

Hearing a familiar voice beside her, she turned her head and saw that it was Leon calling her.

Lia shook her head and focused her gaze on the iron cage.

He sighed as he looked at the pitiful girls huddled together, their tails and ears sticking up.

She turned around and looked at Victor again.

Just then, the azure light in Viktor's eyes gradually faded, and he slowly walked towards her.

Lia looked at Victor and asked a question that seemed to be somewhat worried.

"Are you...are you alright?"

Victor stood in front of Lia, looking down at her slightly.

He ignored Lia's words and instead uttered a curt sentence:

"Reach out your hand."

"..."

Lia remained silent for a moment, but she listened to Victor and obediently extended her hand.

The next second, she felt a heavy object placed in her hand, still slightly warm.

That was the weapon Cindy used just now.

Even now, Lia still feels a bit scared when she sees this thing.

The silver revolver was still emitting smoke, as if it had just cooled down, and the barrel seemed to be completely deformed from the powerful impact.

On the damaged silver-white outer shell, the red patterns were no longer discernible, and the gun body revealed the dull magic crystal.

Perhaps it absorbed too much magic in an instant, because this weapon is now unusable.

Lia was still a little confused as to why Victor would give her this useless thing.

Viktor's voice had already rang out.

"The firearms made by the Leiser family are probably the first generation, and their performance is too poor."

"Go home and find a few craftsmen; maybe they can replicate it."

She suddenly realized.

Lia had witnessed the power of these so-called firearms.

Although Viktor's words were somewhat harsh, Kalia instantly understood its value.

For the average person, that terrifying attack speed would be impossible to see.

If I had to point out a flaw, it would only be its sound – it's terrifying.

Not suitable for use when operating in the shadows.

However, if the Clevner family had produced this weapon ahead of time and improved its performance.

If these weapons were then distributed in large quantities to the guards...

Suddenly, Victor's warning voice rang in Lia's ears.

"This kind of weapon can only be given to those who can be trusted."

"Remember, you are an ordinary person."

She paused for a moment, then lowered her head and put the damaged gun into her bag.

"I...I know."

"By the way, about the injury you just sustained in your chest."

Thinking of Viktor's shocking wound, Lia couldn't help but look up again and focus her gaze on Viktor's chest.

They were so close that she could even smell the scent emanating from her brother, whom she had once considered a scoundrel.

It has a light, pleasant fragrance.

Victor is a very clean person, and Leah has known that since she was a child.

Although he doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness, he would never allow himself to get even a speck of dust on him.

Or some other strange taste.

And now, there are no wounds on his chest at all.

Even the clothes looked like they had been mended again.

As if possessed, Lia slowly reached out a hand and touched Victor's chest with a puzzled expression.

They tried to find wounds that were not present on his body at all.

No matter how she touched it, the sensation transmitted through the clothes told her that Victor was unharmed.

She could even feel the tightness coming from Viktor's chest.

This made her suspicious.

How could someone who is clearly a mage have such a robust physique?

"Have you touched enough?"

The cold voice came from above her head, and Lia suddenly realized what was happening and quickly withdrew her hand.

Her face also turned uncontrollably red.

However, it wasn't so obvious under the cover of night.

Lia quickly turned her head to the side, avoiding Viktor's gaze.

"I...I...I just wanted to check if you were hurt."

"You came all this way for me. If you get hurt, I'll feel so guilty."

She said this, but her eyes kept glancing at Viktor out of the corner of her eye.

It was as if they were secretly watching Viktor's reaction.

Unfortunately, Victor had no time to care about her.

He stood still, with magical power constantly surging around his body.

Countless formations appeared out of thin air.

The charred corpses that lay collapsed on the harbor were as if they were being slowly erased by an eraser, turning into the wind and dissipating.

The shattered ground was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.

The air calmed down, and the sea breeze, carried by the waves, blew towards the silent harbor.

After doing all this, Victor looked again at the beast-eared demi-humans hiding in the iron cages, who were already stunned with fear.

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