Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 89: Bai Song: Gudako, it's your turn next!

"Bang!!!!"

As the massive hammer made contact with Mashu's despairing face, a deafening boom echoed through the air, even audible several blocks away. Simultaneously, a powerful gust of wind accompanied by sand and dust erupted from the impact point, creating an astonishing spectacle!

The force of the wind was so strong that Fou, who was watching the scene atop Gudako's head, was blown away. Gudako and Merlin also suffered from the impact, tumbling and almost being knocked away by the aftermath.

The only ones unaffected by the shockwave were Bai Song and Jerry. In the distance, Tom, who had pinned down Chen Gong, sat on his back and whipped him with a teaching cane.

Neither Bai Song nor Jerry felt the impact of the shockwave. In fact, when Jerry's hammer came crashing down, it created a calm pocket of air around them. They were perfectly positioned within this pocket.

"What in the world just happened?!" Gudako, covered in dirt and blown away, shielded her face with her hands and exclaimed.

"How would I know... Blububu!" Merlin, also bracing against the hurricane, didn't finish his sentence before a stone flew out and struck him directly on the head.

With a shattered skull, Merlin collapsed instantaneously, in a remarkably straightforward manner.

Fortunately, the force of the stone was not overly powerful, or else Merlin would have suffered a physical decapitation.

The shockwave came and went quickly. Soon, the winds subsided, and the sand and dust began to dissipate.

At this moment, Gudako and Merlin found themselves several meters behind their original position, pushed back by the hurricane. If the wind had been any more violent, it might have been possible for them to be blown away entirely.

"Hey, where's Mashu?" Gudako lowered her hands and looked ahead.

There, she saw an enormous black iron hammer, labeled "100t," embedded in the ground. The surrounding terrain was cracked, and the entire street looked like it had been pummeled by an overwhelming force.

Next to the hammer was Mashu's shield, bearing clear bite marks from Spike. However, Mashu herself seemed to have evaporated, leaving no trace behind.

Suddenly, Jerry lifted the hammer.

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As he lifted it, the previously pressed-down Mashu, who was lying on the ground, was revealed.

Mashu was not just flattened but rather, she resembled a three-dimensional drawing on the ground. Although part of her was buried in the earth, her back was completely flat, almost without any curvature. Her once perky buttocks now matched the level of her back. It was a pitiful sight.

At this moment, Mashu had become a "Mashu pancake." If the ground had been slightly harder and she couldn't sink into it, she might have turned into a paper-thin figure.

Upon witnessing this scene, Gudako stepped forward and patted Mashu's flattened and lifeless buttocks, attempting to confirm if she was still alive. However, Mashu showed no signs of response. Gudako then glanced at Merlin, who seemed to have been swept away by the shockwave, and her anticipation grew.

If Merlin had also perished at this moment, it would mean that her teammate sacrifices were complete. The thought excited Gudako, and she once again patted Mashu's stiff and unremarkable buttocks.

"Mashu? Are you still alive?"

Yet, Mashu remained unresponsive, while Jerry had something new happening on his end.

"Clack! Clack! Clack!" With the sound of mechanical movements, the hammers appeared to retract one by one, just like nested dolls. In a span of two seconds, as the initial hammer retracted into the gun, the "door" on top of the gun closed as well.

"Piapia~~~" Jerry clapped his hands, firmly closing the slightly loose door on top of the gun. Then, he raised himself on his tiptoes, holding the gun with both hands to show Bai Song.

As Bai Song looked at the seemingly small and pitiful handgun in Jerry's hands, he fell into silence for a while. Finally, after glancing a few more times at the Mashu pancake, he silently raised his right thumb, saying, "Impressive."

Forgive his lack of culture, as he had only one phrase to express his admiration.

"You keep that gun in your pocket," Bai Song said, carefully using his right index finger to push Jerry's hands holding the gun back, afraid that any forceful movement might accidentally trigger it.

If earlier he didn't trust the power of this gun, now he was simply afraid. If the gun had accidentally hit the switch in his hands and directly activated, Bai Song felt... he would turn into Bai Song hot sauce.

Upon hearing Bai Song's words, several brown question marks appeared above Jerry's head, and this time, it wasn't just one but several. However, this time, he didn't need Bai Song's help to push them back.

Just a second after the question marks appeared, they retracted on their own. Their appearance was brief, but the perplexity on Jerry's face remained. One moment, Bai Song asked him to retrieve the weapon, the next moment, he asked him to test it, and then he asked him to put the tested weapon back. The speed at which these ideas changed was faster than flipping through a book.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Jerry clicked his tongue, shook his head, and casually placed the gun behind him. Once he returned the handgun to his back, Jerry leaped and jumped from Bai Song's left hand back to his right shoulder. It seemed that Jerry preferred to stay on the shoulder rather than the unsteady palm. The shoulder was not only more stable but also had a larger surface area, allowing Jerry to even take a nap on it.

Seeing Jerry retrieve the gun and perch on his shoulder, Bai Song instantly relaxed. He had learned a new lesson: never accept bizarre weapons handed over by comical characters. It was too dangerous.

Bai Song picked up the plain baseball bat he had placed on the ground. This unremarkable baseball bat suited him better. At least he couldn't accidentally send himself away due to mishandling it.

Surveying the surroundings, Tom had already dealt with Chen Gong in the distance. He was now sitting on Chen Gong's back, using a whip to spank him, occasionally eliciting painful cries from Chen Gong.

Nearby, Mashu had become a Mashu pancake, and Merlin had already lain down at some point, appearing serene.

Finally, Bai Song shifted his gaze to Gudako, a seemingly ordinary girl.

"Now, it's your turn."

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