Apocalypse Gachapon

What shocked Ye Zhongming was not his level but that he didn’t know this person.

Out of Saint Light Hall’s level eight people, all details indicated four people and one dragon—the Saintess, along with the three heads and Yangos.

Where did this person come from?

But thinking that many things were just their conjectures toward Saint Light Hall, Ye Zhongming knew this was their hidden strength.

His identity might not be as important as that of the Posthumous People’s protector, but their roles should be similar.

More accurately speaking, he should be an elder, as in those novels.

With Saint Light Hall going all out, it was understandable that such a person appeared on the battlefield.

But, they were already so deep into the Imperial City? Why didn’t he attack the wall and occupy the area?

“That isn’t hard to imagine. Even if we head to the walls, you would too. We will still fight. We will be affected by our troops, so why not just end things here? What do you think?”

It was as if this person knew what Ye Zhongming was saying, and he walked forward slowly.

Warriors noticed him and took out their weapons to plan to surround him, but Ye Zhongming waved them away.

A battle of such intensity would mean instant death for ordinary warriors.

Ye Zhongming recognized what that person said. If an expert appeared on the battlefield, the other side’s expert would face off. They would counter one another.

After all, a siege and a wilderness battle were different. If it was the latter, such a situation wouldn’t occur. If you faced a large-scale army and a strong solo troop appeared, they would drown him. On the walls, they wouldn’t be able to focus their strength, so experts had to fight the other side’s experts.

But Ye Zhongming felt like something was wrong. It was normal if the two people met on the walls and then shifted their battle here. But would it be so simple if that person just came here to stop him?

At this time, the killing shouts got louder. Ye Zhongming’s expression changed; he knew what Saint Light Hall and this person planned.

They wanted to block the Posthumous people experts from the wall.

They had many experts and if they traded them, Saint Light Hall still had experts to lead ordinary warriors to the walls. When that happened, who could stop them?

That person tilted his head and wasn’t in a rush to attack. He did have the ability to be so calm now.

“It isn’t useful even if you understand.” that person didn’t look old and was, at most, middle-aged. “Even with your help, you can’t change the fact that the Posthumous people are weak. In front of absolute strength, resistance is just a show of reluctance. It doesn’t help the outcome.”

A corpse fell from the wall. It was the body of a Posthumous people warrior. He wore the white equipment that Ye Zhongming crafted, but now it had shattered. A hole appeared in his stomach, and it looked terrifying.

The corpse’s appearance seemed to prove that person’s theory, and he smiled.

Ye Zhongming shook his head. His hands hung by his side, and he looked at this level-eight expert.

“Do you know what I hate most about you?”

“Oh? Tell me about it.” He smiled cruelly.

“You like to act cool too much.”

“You…”

That person stopped after saying one word and retreated.

His hands drew a shape before his body, and a ball of blue flames appeared.

The reason why this level eight expert retreated was because Ye Zhongming had charged.

He might have provoked Ye Zhongming like he was about to win, but from the information he had, he knew that Ye Zhongming was strong.

Becoming a Saint Light Hall level eight expert and after living for many years, he wouldn’t be overconfident. At least, he didn’t think he would be.

But when everything happened, he realized he still underestimated this young man.

What he faced were three bullets filled with terrifying energy.

Triple Flower Essence Blood Bullet.

Even if you were Superman, after Ye Zhongming activated Quickness, there was no way you could dodge from Space Stack.

Unless he could teleport, but this person didn’t.

The level eight expert still showed good reactions and battle instincts. That blue flame blocked three bullets. There was some light before they all disappeared.

But this was just the start for Ye Zhongming. He threw the gun that had shattered after using the skill. At the same time, the blade appeared in his hands--- Earth Sand Moon Blade.

At the same time, the two elves appeared on his shoulders.

The Star Elf raised its hand, and the surrounding area around Ye Zhongming lit up. In the region where the starlight lit, Ye Zhongming’s speed increased.

The Earth Elf shook its butt and used Gravity Jump. The gravity around became larger.

When Earth Sand appeared, the Moonlight Field that it had also activated which covered Ye Zhongming and the Saint Light Hall expert.

Gravity changed; the Moonlight Field had a stun and slow, which caught the enemy off guard. This was a short time, but it was enough for Ye Zhongming to do many things.

Thousand Seal Slash.

When that person woke from his stunned state, he understood his body situation. He knew that he couldn’t avoid it.

Ten blades sliced with sharp killing intent. It was as if something disappeared from the sky, and the only thing left was the light from the blade.

Thousand Seal Slash was the job skill of an elite job. Now, it was used by a purple blade, so it was much stronger. Along with Ye Zhongming’s stat buffs, even a level eight evolved felt threatened.

The Saint Light Hall expert waved his hands again. He gathered all his strength in his arms, and his palms turned white like jade.

He roared and resisted the negative state and weird gravity. He raised his arm and grabbed the blade!

The energy clash formed a ripple that spread in all directions.

This expert smiled, and he was satisfied with his reply. But he suddenly realized that the blade handle didn’t have the outsider’s hand.

This was a blade that sliced down on its own.

Where was that person?

The person realized things were bad and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Intense pain spread from his chest. He glanced and saw many specks of light hitting there and charging at his chest. In a blink, they broke his tough skin and were striking his bones and organs.

He released the weapon and used his hand to block before him to stop the specks of light. But a shadow flashed before him, and his neck felt cold. Time stopped.

Ye Zhongming looked at that person and pushed. The level eight expert’s corpse fell backward, and his head rolled onto the ground. He then flashed toward another side.