Anything Ron called a secret weapon was certainly not something that could be casually used in ordinary circumstances. Coupled with Ron's description—that once used, it would allow them to deal with however many enemies stood against them within a certain period of time—it was practically a strategic-level superweapon. Such a weapon was undoubtedly invaluable to a legion like theirs, but there was no guarantee that using it would produce satisfactory results. Likewise, no matter what the thing was, there would surely be something capable of countering it.
Since entering Prometheus, Jiuchang had always been someone who sought stability. Apart from mission requirements, he would never voluntarily undertake an operation with a risk exceeding fifty percent. While greater risks brought greater rewards, if he could keep the risks under control and succeed in every operation, even small returns would accumulate over time. Jiuchang had steadily climbed to where he was today by following this approach—seemingly slow, but actually secure. He would not refuse to cling to a powerful backer just to save face. But when the risk exceeded what he could accept, he would never agree to Ron's proposal and declare war on the Crimson Knights, Roaring Lion Legion, and Black Knights under such ignorance, merely because Ron said a few words, while facing a risk greater than several hundred percent.
But Ron had made his intentions too clear. Jiuchang, who had always sought stability, could not conveniently refuse so bluntly again. After a moment of silence, he asked, "What is this secret weapon you mentioned?"
"Time Bomb." Ron took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Once activated, it can cause time to stop within an effective radius of five kilometers. Only units equipped with cancellers can move within that area. It lasts for approximately one minute. As