Everyone had been laughing moments ago, but their laughter abruptly ceased in the blink of an eye. The air was filled only with a hoarse gasping sound as their eyes registered disbelief and horror. They stood bewildered, unable to comprehend the scene before them.
If the micro-robots expanded their horizons and exposed them to a novel experience, then Fang Yan's "water gun"...
It expanded their worldview and transported them into an utterly unfamiliar realm!
"Then... what is that? Can anyone explain what just occurred?!"
"Where's Sanmao? Wasn't he right there? How did he turn into a chunk of flesh?!"
"I read it correctly... this... what the **** is happening?!"
"..."
A stunned silence enveloped everyone, even Hong Jiu and Long Baiyun were at a loss.
Their eyes widened in unison, their mouths agape, as they stared at the decaying piece of meat on the floor, a tempest of emotions swirling within them.
"It's remarkably effective!"
Fang Yan playfully blew on the gun's nozzle.
This annihilating gun was the ultimate tool he had meticulously prepared for this banquet!
During his experiments with Pym particles, if the formula was awry, the atomic spacing would spiral into chaos, beyond control, yielding the very scenario they had just witnessed – a living person, struck by orange lightning, instantaneously reduced to a palm-sized slab of putrid flesh!
Fang Yan was acutely aware of his objective for this gathering – to stupefy the three major factions!
How could these individuals, seasoned in bloodshed and anarchy, yield to him without a potent bargaining chip?
And the members of these factions, fundamentally, would respect strength above all else – whoever possessed greater power, whoever clenched the mightier fist!
Unquestionably, Fang Yan's fist outmatched his adversaries... Regardless of the weapons they conjured, unveiling this Annihilation Spear conferred an absolute edge upon Fang Yan!
"Go on, laugh! Why stop laughing now? Weren't you just laughing heartily?"
Fang Yan quipped.
Glances ricocheted from the decaying meat to Fang Yan, mouths opened and closed repeatedly, yet no words escaped!
They struggled to fathom the authenticity of what they had witnessed.
Fang Yan, ostensibly armed with a water gun – a toy, devoid of any muzzle!
Yet the projectile was manifestly lightning; upon impact, it transmuted a living being into a decaying mass instantaneously!
How could those who were unversed in literature or science fiction embrace such a surreal, dreamlike spectacle?
"Damn! Holy ****!! He killed Sanmao! This ****er killed Sanmao!!!"
One individual, who shared a closer rapport with Sanmao, eventually regained his faculties after a prolonged stupor. Rage and abhorrence etched across his visage, he acted without words, thrusting his hand towards Fang Yan and yanking the trigger vehemently, "I'll rip you apart, you bastard!!!"
Boom!
As his finger tugged the trigger, a resounding detonation ensued. However, instead of firing a bullet, the gun disintegrated instantly!
"What the ****!"
The pistol exploded, its barrel fracturing into shards that projected like daggers. Several club members in proximity were struck, plummeting to the ground in agony!
"Scatter?!"
"How can this be?!"
Hong Jiu's complexion blanched.
He swiftly inspected the firearm, noticing that several micro-robots had infiltrated the barrel, obstructing it entirely!
Blocked muzzle explained the absence of an explosion!
"Tsk tsk tsk... What a pity!"
Meanwhile, Fang Yan dismantled the micro-robotic shield before him, gloating.
The micro-robots boasted an automatic safeguard system. Upon sensing Fang Yan's peril, they swarmed to shield him, nullifying all threats!
"Master Long, your words proved true! I might not possess sufficient micro-robots to overpower you all, but rendering your pistols ineffective is child's play!"
Fang Yan grinned.
Even without interposing like this with a firearm, he could effortlessly deploy a micro-robotic barricade. Alas, this approach would sacrifice some micro-robots to the impact.
Hence, he opted for the method incurring minimal losses – obstructing the barrel!
"And now... What are you going to do?!"
Long Baiyun turned ashen.
"As I mentioned earlier, your Baiyun Pavilion, the Red-Garbed Hall, and this Knife Gang cease to exist!"
"Henceforth, only one faction shall persist in Ningcheng!"
"Who wields this authority? Me!"
Fang Yan declared nonchalantly, "You may choose resistance or refusal, but, as I've stated, I detest threats most profoundly.
"I regret, but your predicament today aligns accordingly!"
With that declaration, Fang Yan raised the annihilation gun, aimed at Sanmao, who had vociferously threatened him moments ago!
Subsequently, an orange lightning flash precipitated a palm-sized chunk of decaying flesh.
Fearful murmurs echoed as onlookers retreated, casting Fang Yan anxious glances.
Hong Jiu and Long Baiyun stood stupefied, rendered mute.
"Submit or perish – the choice is yours!"
Fang Yan smiled.
Within the private chamber, gravity hung thickly, breaths hushed almost to inaudibility.
Several individuals wrestled internally; had their circumstances permitted, away from prying eyes, and absent bosses and brethren, they'd assuredly flee!
Such an end, metamorphosing into putrefaction, was no jest!
Dying for one's faction on the battlefield bore semblance of honor, a sacrifice worthy of acclaim; by contrast, expiring in this room, deteriorating into carrion, denied even a whole corpse – sheer terror consumed them!
"Fang... Mr. Fang... we..."
Long Baiyun faltered, poised to rally a counterargument.
Yet, in that instant, Fang Yan raised his weapon, fixating on the imprisoned Knife Gang leader.
Micro-robots promptly withdrew, releasing an orange lightning bolt. Before the Knife Gang boss could react, his form decomposed into a putrid mass, collapsing to the floor.
"My apologies for the interruption. I momentarily overlooked this individual, who dared to threaten me. Master Long, you had something to convey, I believe. Proceed!"
Fang Yan regarded Long Baiyun, a smile tugging at his lips.