George stared at the orc not far away, raised the handgun in his hand, and commanded while pulling the trigger: "Kill that green-skin for me!"
"Bang!"
A bullet engraved with a blast rune shot out from the barrel, striking Giant Mountain's chest.
That bullet was one George had obtained from the Imperial Magic Department, and even a commander like him could only procure three bullets, each carrying the destructive power equivalent to a Fifth Tier Spell.
"Boom!"
With a deafening explosion, the bullet detonated inside the orc's body, instantly tearing apart its thick flesh and sturdy skin, leaving a massive gaping hole in the orc's chest.
Its heart pounded violently, lungs heaved, the stomach was scorched black, entrails dangled outside its body... In mere moments, the orc's internal organs were almost entirely exposed to the air.
