Su Mo looked at the revolver in front of him, and a message immediately appeared.
[Lucky Revolver: The stronger the wielder, the greater the damage dealt!]
He then looked at the only bullet beside it.
[Merciful Bullet: No matter how weak you are, even if you have only a sliver of health, this bullet will not take your life]
After reading this introduction, Su Mo roughly understood.
The bullet ensures you won't die, but this gun will definitely injure you, as its description states the stronger you are, the higher the damage.
But that's for others. As for Su Mo, he just wanted to laugh in disdain!
The stronger you are, the higher the damage. What, can your damage match a High-tier God, or break through my Absolute Defense?
Picking up the bullet, he loaded it into the chamber and casually spun the cylinder, pointing it at his own forehead.
In that instant, the once rowdy hall became so silent that a pin drop could be heard.
