But the gun never missed.
Ting-ting-ting…
“Damn it,” Leon muttered, slapping in his last magazine.
Boom. Crack.
Leon slid behind cover as the Garrador roared. “I don’t have time for trinkets.”
“Your first kill as a cop. Raccoon City. The rookie you couldn’t save.” The Merchant’s eyes glittered. “Give it to me, and this gun will never miss a weak spot. Every shot to the head will bloom like a crimson flower. Every burst will stagger a beast. And when you aim down the sights… time will crawl for just a heartbeat.”
Leon didn’t look back. He already couldn’t remember why the weight of the pistol felt so familiar—or why his chest ached for a ghost he could no longer name. resident evil 4 exclusive upgrade
The Garrador swung. Leon sidestepped, raised the Silver Ghost, and fired.
And that, the Merchant knew, was the deadliest upgrade of all.
Time slowed. The world turned to amber.
Behind him, the Merchant chuckled. “Pleasure doin’ business.”
Leon lowered the gun. Smoke curled from the barrel like a whisper. He felt no joy, no triumph—only the hollow efficiency of a tool perfectly made for destruction.
He vaulted the wall.
The bullet didn’t just hit the parasite on the monster’s back—it detonated it, spraying black ichor. The Garrador stumbled, and Leon fired again. And again. Each round found a joint, a tendon, a glowing weak spot he hadn’t even consciously seen.