Chapter 171: Chapter 161: The Gamble Paid Off: The Content of Fragment 1 Ba Song’s exclusive Psychic Power item was called the [Infinite Hand Cannon], a very powerful offensive item.
Its power came from the fact that the user could freely adjust the Hand Cannon’s might by controlling the amount of Psychic Power injected.
If enough Psychic Power was injected, a single shot could even destroy an entire building.
In addition, it could fire different types of shells. Ba Song had developed three types himself: besides explosive shells, there were also gas shells and incendiary shells.
After obtaining this Infinite Hand Cannon, he had quickly eliminated his two biggest rivals, seizing their territory and assets.
If the Apocalypse Rules were a pure hell for most people, then for Ba Song, this powerful exclusive weapon was a small comfort.
However, the eternally confident man now found himself staring at the unwavering figure, and for the first time, he began to doubt his own abilities.
Facing Guan Tong’s taunts, Ba Song switched the Hand Cannon’s ammunition type. "Have a taste of this!"
BANG!
This time he fired a gas shell. With an audible SSSS, a large amount of toxic gas began to spread throughout the basement.
Ba Song himself wasn’t afraid; he was immune to the toxic gas his own weapon produced.
But if an enemy inhaled this gas, their skin would soon begin to fester, leading to an agonizing death.
"You’re not afraid of explosions, are you? In a sealed environment like this, I’d like to see you dodge poison gas!"
Ba Song’s shout was more to bolster his own courage than anything else.
To Guan Tong, however, it was all rather laughable.
He had to make the Shadow turn intangible to evade explosive attacks, but this type of gas was completely ineffective.
He controlled the Shadow to stand right in the densest part of the gas cloud, utterly motionless.
When Ba Song saw this, his confident expression faltered.
’Explosions don’t work, and now the poison gas is useless too?!’
"Ba Song, just give up. You’re no match for me."
Hearing Guan Tong’s voice, Ba Song’s face darkened. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then try this!"
He switched the Hand Cannon’s ammunition to incendiary and fired a shot. Flames instantly engulfed the Shadow.
’It worked this time!’
A delighted look appeared on Ba Song’s face as he watched the Shadow being consumed by the massive fire.
Guan Tong, controlling the Shadow remotely, hadn’t expected Ba Song’s Hand Cannon to have so many tricks up its sleeve. It was a bit like his Silver Hunter, which could fire different types of bullets.
Unfortunately, this was also of little use against the Shadow. It would only burn away the clothes the Shadow wore as a disguise.
And so, Ba Song watched with his own eyes as a pitch-black, solid entity walked out of the flames. In his fear, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he blurted out, "Shadow! You’re Shadow!"
Guan Tong was a little surprised to hear this.
’Has my reputation already reached the Andai Kingdom?’
"I see, so that’s why! No wonder my attacks didn’t work on you! No wonder you could find this place! Because you’re Shadow!" Ba Song said excitedly. "The World’s First Ascender, Shadow!"
Hearing this, Guan Tong sensed that Ba Song was up to something. He remained silent for the time being, quietly watching the man’s performance.
After determining the person before him was Shadow, Ba Song put on a sickeningly greasy smile, his expression the very picture of sycophancy. "I can’t believe I have the honor of meeting the legendary and illustrious Shadow God! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Shadow God, I’m certainly no match for you. How would I dare oppose you! If you wouldn’t mind, I am willing to become your subordinate and follow your commands!"
"..."
"I know you’re powerful, Shadow God, but I, Ba Song, if I can say so myself, have several hundred men under my command, all of whom you could use! Oh, right! I also have connections with the Andai Kingdom’s officials. Whatever you need, I can provide it!"
As if afraid Shadow would refuse, Ba Song rattled off one benefit after another of taking him on as a subordinate.
"Right! You know about the eighth rule, don’t you? I raised a batch of ’human cattle.’ I used them to max out the five-hundred-point increase to the Psychic Power limit! If a similar situation arises in the future, I can have them do the same for you..."
It would have been better if Ba Song hadn’t brought it up. The moment he did, the image of the prisoners in the warehouse flashed before Guan Tong’s eyes, and he felt an overwhelming urge to slaughter the man on the spot.
But before that, there was one thing he had to do.
"Hand over the fragment first," Guan Tong’s voice rang out.
Ba Song’s expression shifted slightly. Though he was still smiling, his eyes were full of vigilance. "Shadow God, I think I’d better hold on to the fragment for now. How about this? We’ll spend some time together, and once I’m sure you truly see me as a trusted subordinate, it won’t be too late for me to give it to you."
"..."
"Don’t blame me for being cautious. What if I hand over the fragment, and you decide to kill me right after... right? So I’ll hold onto it for now. Even if you threaten me, I have to do this to save my own life."
Ba Song had made up his mind. Since Shadow was here for the fragment, as long as he refused to hand it over, he could stay alive.
If he did hand it over, it was very likely Shadow would strike him down the very next second.
"Shadow God, please don’t be angry. Don’t be rash. If you kill me, you won’t get the fragment, will you?"
Listening to Ba Song, Guan Tong suddenly asked, "So, you’re confirming that the fragment is on you."
Ba Song nodded. "That’s right. But like I said before, I’ll only consider it after we get to know each other better..."
Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The next moment, with a CRACK, a piece of black plate armor under his clothes shattered, struck by some kind of Psychic Power attack.