Apocalypse Gachapon

"Old Bear, for you!"

The Snow Wolf King suddenly added this, causing Ye Zhongming, who had already taken cover behind the hellish creature and was searching for the nearest energy gate, to peek out.

The Snow Wolf King aged drastically in an instant, its body withering and shrinking into a skeletal, ash-gray wolf.

An intangible energy crossed the battlefield and surged into the Human-bear King's body.

"*&%…%#@@" Ye Zhongming cursed inwardly.

Judging by the Snow Wolf King's appearance, its ultimate skill seemed to be some form of energy transfer!

One thing was certain: the Snow Wolf King was now on the brink of death without needing Ye Zhongming to finish it off. But with this energy transfer, its body was left with only a level nine demon crystal of value—everything else had become worthless.

An entire Snow Wolf King's body! Conservatively estimated, it was worth several bottles of eight-star evolution potion!

As a top-tier craftsman, how could Ye Zhongming not be furious?

Ye Zhongming was momentarily dazed. He had imagined many outcomes, but not this one.

But he had no time to reflect before the commotion on the other side snapped him back to reality.

The Human-bear King, due to underestimating its opponents and misjudging the female guards' strength, had been forced into a passive position. After swatting away Yangos' powerful meteorite, it was ambushed again by the Undead Dragonfish.

Dark mist needles pierced its already injured and burning paw. It felt no pain for the first two seconds, but the paw began rotting at a visible rate in the next second!

The Human-bear King's earlier cry wasn't just from pain and anger—it was mostly fear.

Losing a primary limb meant losing half its strength!

At least three of its innate abilities could no longer be used.

If its paw could rot, then these creatures had a way to kill it!

It was truly terrified.

Especially after witnessing the Snow Wolf King's death, the Human-bear King's sense of crisis had reached near-breaking levels.

Its first instinct was to flee!

Don't assume level nine creatures don't run. They do have the dignity of top-tier beings—but only when they believed they could kill those who challenged them!

Once they realized they might lose, they didn't share humanity's habit of fighting to the death!

In their minds, nothing was more important than survival. Dignity was just a nice word—when push comes to shove, it means nothing.

If fighting to the death won't bring victory, they won't fight.

The Human-bear King, which had been standing bipedally, dropped to all fours. Even with one paw temporarily disabled, its speed in this form far exceeded its upright posture.

But then, that surge of energy entered its body.

The Human-bear King watched as its rotting paw began healing at an accelerated rate. Simultaneously, its body brimmed with newfound power. This didn't enable further evolution—it didn't even know if evolution was possible at this level—but it knew its strength had significantly increased. Fragments of the Snow Wolf King's memories and... a message surfaced in its mind.

A request to take care of the Snow Wolf tribe.

The Human-bear King promptly dismissed this useless information and stood upright again. The fear it had felt earlier vanished—now, it was certain it could defeat these creatures.

It unleashed the loudest roar of the battle. Its body swelled, its eyes turning blood-red, and its claws grew even sharper.

It activated its passive ability: Human-bear King's Might!

For a short time, its power surged by 20%. Though the effect lasted only about ten minutes, afterward its strength would temporarily drop by 50%.

But now, with part of the Snow Wolf King's energy, the Human-bear King was confident it could annihilate these lives within ten minutes.

Its body shuddered, and a spectral image of itself detached, charging toward Yangos in midair. The speed was staggering—a sprinting bear form that the descending dragon couldn't evade. The spectral bear struck it head-on.

The massive dragon lost balance, tumbling uncontrollably through the air. Blood and scales scattered as it crashed to the ground, skidding over a hundred meters before stopping. Snow sprayed everywhere, revealing the frozen earth beneath—now gouged by a deep trench from Yangos' impact.

In one hit, the tyrannical Yangos of Cloud Peak was severely wounded!

The Human-bear King grinned, pleased with the result. It glanced sideways at the two ice birds attempting to intercept it and swiped a paw at them.

A gigantic paw-shaped shadow arced through the air, too fast for the birds to dodge. They followed the dragon's fate, smashed from the sky and into the ground. Their defenses and weight far inferior to Yangos', they crashed into a small hillside before stopping.

Simultaneously, the Human-bear King stomped the ground. Countless snowflakes erupted beneath the female guards' feet—once soft, now transformed into bullet-like projectiles. The unprepared formation was instantly thrown into chaos. Over five hundred fighters and nearly as many battle beasts were sent sprawling by this terrifying AoE skill, casualties unknown!

Ye Zhongming, who had just arrived, saw this and his eyes turned red with fury. He raised the Harvester Mimicry Shooter, deployed the Explosive Mechanic, and tossed out the Staff of Nature. The first two targeted the Human-bear King, while the latter activated Water Bottle Protection, enveloping the female guards. He feared another skill might wipe out his elite guard entirely.

Flames erupted beneath the Human-bear King's feet—an attack from the injured Yellow Ball, trying to relieve the pressure.

Meanwhile, the Undead Dragonfish released another wave of black mist, this time even denser. Instead of forming needles, it shaped itself into a flying creature resembling the Nine-Winged Crow, charging at the Human-bear King.

"I haven't forgotten you." The Human-bear King noticed the attack and spoke. Its fur began melting, liquefying within breaths to coat its entire body like white paint. Eyes, nose, ears, even its magic crystal were sealed—except for the claws on the two additional pairs of paws that sprouted from its ribs and upper hips.

Then, the Human-bear King began spinning. Faster and faster, it moved toward the Undead Dragonfish. As speed built, its mountainous body lifted off the ground as if flying.

The six paws (three pairs) became a whirling blender of death—anything they touched would be shredded.

The Nine-Winged Crow's shadowy form collided with the spinning Human-bear King and dissipated instantly. The Undead Dragonfish, sensing danger, fled higher—but the spinning Human-bear King was faster!

Ye Zhongming's jaw dropped. This, he realized, must be the Human-bear King's ultimate skill!