"Just showing it to me."
His indifferent voice came through the wad of paper stuffed in his ears. As a powerful figure born and raised in the Sun Moon Empire, he placed great importance on Soul Tools. If this really was a genius Soul Engineer, then he would need to be nurtured with all the resources they could spare.
To judge that clearly, he needed to personally experience the effects and power of the Soul Tools the other party had made.
Yang Hao blinked, finally understanding. He turned to look at the pretty big sister, Feng Ling.
Firing was no problem, but it wouldn't be good if things got heated. After all, that was his boss. He still had to get promoted and earn a raise in the Holy Spirit Cult, become the Holy Son and Holy Master, marry a beautiful rich woman, and reach the pinnacle of life.
Chapter 19: Firearms on Display
"You can't hurt the Cult Master."
Feng Ling spoke up, indicating that this was the Cult Master, the strongest person in the cult aside from those two.
"So you're the Cult Master!"
"Hello, Cult Master!"
"Watch out, Cult Master!"
Yang Hao suddenly understood. He hurriedly greeted him, then warned him to be careful.
"Bang!"
He fired a shot without hesitation to keep the other man occupied, while using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to rush forward. Along the way, he fired both Desert Eagles in quick succession to keep up the pressure, their rate of fire astonishingly fast.
Zhongli Wu spread a layer of Soul Power defense over his body and felt the impact of the metal pellets. He was reasonably satisfied.
That kind of impact and rate of fire were enough to disrupt a Soul Master's use of Soul Skills and Soul Tools. They would be even more effective in the hands of a Soul Master from the Agility Attack System.
A very practical little toy!
In the blink of an eye, Yang Hao had closed in on Zhongli Wu. He circled him with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, firing his dual pistols from all angles.
He also changed magazines rapidly in various positions, keeping up a steady barrage. Only after emptying ten magazines in a row did he stop. Then he retreated twenty meters, taking out another weapon.
"This is called an AK-47. It can fire those bullets rapidly and continuously."
After giving a simple introduction, Yang Hao held the gun in one hand and squeezed the trigger, while holding a magazine in his right hand, ready to swap it out quickly.
"Rat-tat-tat..."
Bullets streamed out one after another, at a rate of fire far faster than the Desert Eagles.
Ma Xiaotao, watching from the side, widened her eyes. She couldn't help asking herself: if she faced this strange Soul Tool, would she even be able to withstand it?
Her Martial Soul and Soul Skills were powerful, but her strength lay in her attack power. Her defenses, on the other hand, were fairly average. She might not be able to withstand this sustained barrage.
Feng Ling and Zhongli Wu were astonished that this Soul Tool could be activated without Soul Power.
Every Soul Tool required Soul Power to operate. Even a fixed-installed Soul Tool merely consumed less.
But this one didn't need Soul Power at all. That meant ordinary people could use it.
That made its significance extraordinary.
After emptying ten magazines and watching the barrel turn red, Yang Hao switched to the Six-Barrel Vulcan Cannon he had used on Feng Ling earlier.
"This is called a Vulcan Cannon. It fires faster, and its caliber and power are greater."
After attaching a fresh ammunition belt, Yang Hao explained briefly, then squeezed the trigger. Muzzle flashes erupted as bullets sped toward Zhongli Wu.
Although they still couldn't break through the Soul Power defenses of this Super Douluo, they sent ripples across his Soul Power barrier. The bullets embedded themselves in it, rather than bouncing away like before.
"This is called a sniper rifle. It's suited to taking out targets at long range!"
When the thousand-round ammunition belt ran out, Yang Hao switched to another weapon. Feng Ling, watching nearby, grew interested.
She recognized it as the last weapon the young man had taken out earlier, but he hadn't used it after she revealed her Soul Rings.
She wondered how powerful it was.
"Bang!"
A twenty-millimeter Black-Veined Iron armor-piercing round shot out at several times the speed of sound, propelled by an explosion and spinning rapidly. It slammed into Zhongli Wu's Soul Power shield, nearly piercing the thin barrier.
Feng Ling's eyes lit up at its power. It really was impressive.
Yang Hao had modeled the rifle on an anti-tank gun he had seen in a World War II movie in his previous life. It was called the PTRD-41 anti-tank rifle, and it had the simplest structure of any firearm he had seen: just a barrel and a chamber. But its caliber was enormous, capable of punching through the tank armor of the World War II era.
Now, with high-strength armor-piercing rounds made from Black-Veined Iron, its penetrating power was formidable.
As for a sniper rifle with a scope, its accuracy requirements were too high. There was no way he could make one by hand.
Yang Hao took out a four-barreled Anti-Aircraft Gun with a caliber of no less than forty millimeters.
"This is an Anti-Aircraft Gun. It has a larger caliber and greater power. It can attack enemies on the ground, as well as people who can fly."
After a brief introduction, he squeezed the trigger. Zhongli Wu had no choice but to reinforce his Soul Power shield. The thickness alone made it clear that its power was greater.
And indeed, the Anti-Aircraft Gun's shells burrowed deep into the shield. If Zhongli Wu hadn't thickened it with Soul Power, they would have pierced right through.
Against this kind of penetrating force, even the body of a Super Douluo couldn't possibly withstand it.
After firing all forty Anti-Aircraft Gun shells, Yang Hao brought out a massive weapon: a cannon with a caliber of fully one hundred and twenty millimeters.
"This is called an Artillery Cannon. It's even more powerful."
Yang Hao seemed to have gotten carried away with firing. After a brief introduction, he shoved a Black-Veined Iron armor-piercing round into the breech from the back and fired without hesitation.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar rang out. The shell spiraled from the muzzle, and its outer casing instantly came apart, revealing the Black-Veined Iron armor-piercing round within, shaped like an arrow.
This Black-Veined Iron round weighed a full hundred kilograms. The kinetic energy it carried as it shot out at that speed was unimaginable.
"Whoosh!"
It pierced straight through the thick Soul Power shield. Zhongli Wu was even forced to use the defensive skill of his Soul Bone to stop it, narrowly avoiding the danger of being impaled.
If this massive thing had pierced through him, forget his internal organs—his whole body would have been torn apart.
Even so, Zhongli Wu was driven backward several meters across the ground by the immense force.
"This is called a Katyusha rocket. It explodes, much like a fixed-installed Soul Tool."
Before Zhongli Wu could catch his breath, Yang Hao brought out another massive weapon. Feng Ling grew especially serious. She had seen this thing before; last time, the little guy had nearly set it off.
Zhongli Wu's eye twitched at the sight of the huge thing. He regretted his earlier arrogance.
Who could have guessed the Soul Tools this little guy had made would be so powerful?
Without hesitation, he released his Martial Soul and reinforced himself with a defensive Soul Skill.
I've made up my mind to put on this show, and I'll see it through. Even a god can't stop me.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The rockets on the Katyusha fired one after another, all slamming into Zhongli Wu.
Although the weapons Yang Hao had made by hand weren't very accurate, at such close range, he could still hit his target.
As soon as he started up the Katyusha, Yang Hao immediately took out a huge iron barrel, climbed inside, and clamped the lid shut.
Setting off explosives in such an enclosed space was deadly. The last time he'd set off a land mine in the Soul-Devouring Demon Spider's cave, the blast had sent him flying.
Now, all thirty-six rockets were exploding at once. The resulting shock waves and air pressure were extremely dangerous.
Facing so many explosions, Zhongli Wu stopped holding back. He immediately activated his Martial Soul Avatar and used the power of his Soul Skills to contain the blast. Otherwise, the whole place would have collapsed.
He had no choice. He'd made this boast himself, so he'd have to see it through on his knees if need be!
Even so, shock waves still spread outward, shaking the entire secret chamber. Feng Ling had to use Soul Power to shield herself and protect Ma Xiaotao, whose face had gone pale.
A figure appeared, helping to suppress the shock waves. It was Long Xiaoyao, the Holy Spirit Cult's chief consecrated elder.
Zhongli Wu spent a great deal of Soul Power suppressing the blast. But before he could catch his breath, he saw the young man take out another enormous object, ten meters in diameter. His heart couldn't help but tremble.
"All right, there's no need to demonstrate this one."
He hurriedly spoke up to stop him. That last barrage had already put him under tremendous pressure. If this huge thing went off, it wouldn't just be him—the entire headquarters might collapse.
"Oh!"
Yang Hao reluctantly took his hand off the ignition button. He had wanted to test the power of this big one.
Then he glanced at the black-clad man who had appeared. The Soul pressure the other man displayed was even stronger than Zhongli Wu's. At present, the only man in the Holy Spirit Cult with that kind of strength was Dragon Emperor Douluo.
I'll need to keep an eye on him. He'll be my rival from now on.
Chapter 20: Shrek Destruction Plan
"Knock, knock!"
"It's hollow?"
Feng Ling stepped forward and tapped the massive object with her finger. Judging by the echo, it seemed to be hollow.
"It's not completely empty. I made all these explosives myself, and I haven't had time to build up a large supply."
As he spoke, Yang Hao opened the massive object, revealing the explosives piled inside.
"Were those things inside all the weapons you used earlier?"
Feng Ling used Soul Power to lift out a brick-shaped block and examined it with curiosity.
Zhongli Wu and Long Xiaoyao came over too. When Zhongli Wu saw how much stuff was packed inside, his heart skipped another beat.
There was far more here than in that Katyusha rocket from earlier. If it went off, he didn't even know whether he could contain the blast.
"This is called No. 1 Explosive. It's extremely stable. You could throw it on the ground and it still wouldn't explode. My family has studied this stuff for generations. It was only in my generation that we finally succeeded.
"We developed four types of explosives in total. They're all made from ordinary materials, without any rare metals. As long as there are enough raw materials, they can be produced in unlimited quantities.
"If we filled this big thing and dropped it from a great height onto Shrek Academy, or had someone carry it into the academy and detonate it, we could definitely destroy it."
This was Yang Hao's Shrek Destruction Plan: simple and brutal.
"Hmm, it still isn't safe enough. We should make it bigger—make one a hundred meters in diameter. That should be enough to destroy Shrek Academy. I just don't know whether there's a Storage Soul Tool that big."
Yang Hao was very fond of this world's Storage Soul Tools. They were a perfect match for firearms.
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