Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1121: Black Mist Formation

The chief looked delighted when he saw Ye Zhongming’s shock. No matter how he previously hid his strength, he wanted to be famous. Facing a top-ten-ranked expert and making him so helpless felt great.

“Before my kids are fully prepared, you can do nothing.”

What replied to him was a gunshot.

Ye Zhongming placed the sniper rifle down, and his gaze became slightly more ugly.

An energy spiral appeared before the chief’s face, swallowing the bullet that Ye Zhongming had fired.

Ye Zhongming realised it was a piece of high-level defensive equipment that needed to be charged. Each charge could block ten ranged attacks.

Ye Zhongming raised his arm and fired toward a warrior on the other side, but it was blocked again by that huge black mouth.

The chief’s laughter was very ear-piercing.

Ye Zhongming didn’t really know what the black mouth was. It might be a team buff ability or a piece of equipment. But no matter what it was, its ability gave Ye Zhongming a headache.

Zhao Xiangxue also tried to attack, but that black mouth blocked it.

Actually, this didn’t mean that the thing was invincible. There wasn’t anything that was invincible in the world. As long as they had some time, they would be able to break the big mouth. After all, this wouldn’t be able to last for too long, and the amount it could intercept was limited. If they were patient, they could find a way to break through.

But the warriors were entering the special transformation from the team buff. This process wouldn’t last too long, but they didn’t have enough time.

In just a short while, the black mouth disappeared. The Royal Guild warriors were prepared and entered a battle state.

They were covered in black mist armor. Some warriors held spears formed from the mist. Another portion of them had shields. The rest held hooks. The three weapon forms lined up in a circular formation, and the three of them were surrounded in the middle.

“Punce!”

The warriors shouted. The shield warriors on the frontline took a step forward, shrinking the circle. At the same time, the warriors with spears placed their weapons on the shoulders of the shield soldiers, aiming them at the three in the circle.

The final group comprised the fewest people, but there were still 50 of them. They moved quickly on the outside, spinning their hooks and waiting.

At this point, outside of Vengeful Blood Ocean, in the giant meeting room of the entertainment zone, Deacon Tong, Deacon Water, and Deacon Ouyang sat together and paid attention to this fight.

An ink drawing appeared before them like they were watching a broadcast without voice. It clearly showed everything that was happening in Vengeful Blood Ocean. They looked at the Royal Guild, which was about to attack, and many questions appeared in their hearts.

It seemed like this few hundred-people squad was the Royal Guild’s trump card. They spent a lot of resources to nurture this killing move, and they were so strong that it shocked the few deacons.

What they didn’t understand was why this fellow took it out? He knew that the other deacons could see it. Why? To kill Ye Zhongming? What would that do for him? Was it worth him revealing his trump card?

Although they couldn’t hear their conversation, the few deacons saw Ye Zhongming killing Guo Yi. Ye Zhongming didn’t look like he was being sneak attacked. Instead, Guo Yi was the one who looked shocked. Did this Cloud Peak boss realise something?

The last thing was their biggest question. Who would win? Would the Royal Guild kill the three of them as they wanted, or would Ye Zhongming flee?

The battle began.

The first to attack wasn’t the Royal Guild, which had the advantage. It was Cloud Peak and Ye Zhongming’s Crystal Energy Gun.

He didn’t know the exact buff, but he could guess its type. It should be an energy-type, so he had to use another energy-type weapon to counter it.

The purple gun smashed at the enemy with lightning energy. Snake-like arcs released their energy.

The warriors at the front raised their shields and took another step forward to shrink the circle. The gun’s attacks hit the shield and caused black mist to explode. Some shields became thinner and dimmer, but they didn’t collapse. The warriors covered in the mist weren’t affected.

But the gun didn’t fire once. Ye Zhongming pulled the trigger several times and fired many energy arcs.

Zhao Xiangxue attacked, too. She raised her staff. She threw a Flame Lightning in one direction and then waved her staff toward where Ye Zhongming fired. A ball-sized fireball appeared between the shield and spear warriors.

After appearing, the fireball started to grow bigger. The light and temperature scattered the black mist, causing their formation to be slightly chaotic.

Light and darkness never fit together.

“Thrust!”

Another voice spread from some part of the formation. Those spears thrust toward the fireball, which was already the size of a basin.

Before the spears touched it, their tips started to sizzle. When they finally hit the fireball, the black mist was so thick it could wrap it.

At the front, the guns and shields clashed. Behind, spears and Burning Sun Technique clashed.

Everyone paid attention to this because everyone knew that the outcome here represented how the battle would go. The person who got the upper hand would control the situation until he won.

The few warriors stumbled and failed to block the purple weapon’s attacks. But after the energy hit their bodies, it didn’t scatter the mist armor and kill them. The few people that were hit just tilted before standing still again.

The energy arcs that should have sliced their bodies spread toward the warriors on the sides. Dozens of them were hit, but their bodies shook slightly, some mist scattered, and they were perfectly fine.

Explosions spread at the same time. Burning Sun Technique didn’t get as huge as during the Puppet Ruins. Those spear attacks ignited it before that.

Large flames spread in all directions.