Chen Ke drew his gun, the knight gloves thickened his index finger by two sizes, but he was still able to flick the trigger with just the tip of his finger.
Sure, the power of Spiritual Energy was immense, but each era had its own methods of harnessing Spiritual Energy, and pulling a trigger would always be more efficient than hacking away with cold steel.
Wearing knight armor and adopting a CQC stance was awkward, but Chen Ke's body had already formed a conditioned response, a subconscious protective motion when firing his gun at close range.
Faster than wielding a sword or throwing a Crystal Gun, Chen Ke fired three shots in quick succession, not a single one missing its mark on the slender body of An Helei.
The kinetic energy of the bullets, mixed with the Punishment attribute of the Spiritual Power, shattered An Helei's ribs and pelvic bones, sending fragments of bone and withered flesh flying, without a drop of blood in sight.
