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... han Noland Lee anticipated.

Bullets, which can easily penetrate the human body and tear apart muscles and viscera, were much less effective when attacking skeletons.

Upon further thought, the power of bullets mainly comes from the "cavity effect" formed when the bullet enters the human body.

In order for the "cavity effect" to be achieved, the targeted object must have blood flesh tissues, such as internal organs and muscles.

However, Skeleton Warriors, Big Skelet ...

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