Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 894: Chapter 715: The Light of Green Day

Again, after a move combining cutting-edge technology with the essence of war, the heavily damaged Thunderbolt fell to the ground, unable to rise again.

But just as Huai Shi was about to pull the trigger once more, he discovered that the chamber was completely out of bullets.

An awkward click echoed quietly.

Immediately, the FlyYuan Devil’s piercing scream erupted, and amidst the surging darkness, several distinct afterimages materialized, laden with deadly poison, lunging towards Huai Shi.

Huai Shi instinctively intended to activate the Buried Sacred Place, but after realizing, he hesitated for a moment, losing the space to evade.

The FlyYuan Devil was already at arm’s length.

Sharp wings converged, slicing wheel slashed, a meat grinder aimed its entrance at him, eagerly pulling him into an embrace!

On the hilltop, Lawrence frowned, raising the cigarette in his hand, aiming remotely at the FlyYuan Devil’s head—amid the surging Source Substance, a wisp of frosty color lingered over the flame.

Green Day Ten Disasters.

—Frost Hail Disaster!

The power of disaster borrowed from the distant border was entrusted to Lawrence’s fingertips, a terrible power enough to annihilate any Sublimators below Fourth Stage.

Poised to strike.

Yet at that moment, he saw Huai Shi raise his hand, wielding the shotgun already devoid of bullets toward the FlyYuan Devil’s head.

Smash!

A mighty roar erupted, fragments of wood and the bent barrel flew through the air, blood splattering.

The brutal force completely exploded in that strike, pouring through the interspaced gaps of the slicing wheel onto that astonished face.

Darkness, abrupt.

The brain struggled to operate amidst the turmoil, falling into a momentary daze and rigidity. All the divided phantoms scattered entirely.

Immediately, Huai Shi discarded the weapon in his hand, left with half a barrel, aiming at that face, punched vigorously!

Now, in the Overload State, this strike, considered a basic application among Drummers, already carried the essence of Old Six.

Heaven Drum rumbled, thunderbolt roared.

Amid the colossal noise, the FlyYuan Devil was sent flying, unable to maintain its transformation state, the unconscious Sublimator fell to the ground, silent permanently.

”Just like this?”

In the gradually dimming clamor, Huai Shi glanced at the FlyYuan Devil on the ground, then raised a foot, kicked at Thunderbolt’s skull, completely knocking him over too.

Finally, turned and walked towards the wreckage of the motorcycle, rummaging through it, found a thermos covered in dust and soot, sighed with relief.

Patted off the dust and engine oil.

Luckily, didn’t get broken.

It is the Old Soup he skimped on for a long time last night...

Just like that, he reached out, opened the last car door, the Pusher lifted his mask, smiled at Sanship Longma, dumbfounded behind the door.

Raised the thermos in his hand.

”Oh dear... cough cough.”

Huai Shi said gently, ”Well, Sanship, lately your sister-in-law worries about your health, fearing you’ll tire yourself out every day spreading faith, cultivating believers... specially made a pot of chicken soup for you and asked me to deliver promptly.”

With a stretch of the hand, amid Sanship Longma’s exclamations, he detached this Old Monkey’s jaw, tilted the thermos, inching it closer: ”Come, while it’s hot.”

Just as it left the pot not long ago, scorching thick soup flooded the lungs instantly, making Sanship Longma feel bursts of heat and severe pain despite the paralysis from forbidden drugs, screamed heart-wrenchingly.

Yet immediately, the warm aroma of the chicken soup spread, explosively transforming countless wondrous illusions far surpassing any forbidden drugs, swallowed him.

Sweet dreams descended instantly.

Inch by inch devoured his consciousness.

After pouring every drop of this chicken soup into his stomach, Sanship Longma was already rolling his eyes, unconscious.

”Is this the end?”

Outside the car, Lawrence, appearing here without notice, sighed, extinguishing the cigarette in his hand, perplexed, ”So, what did you call me to do in the end?”

You damn well finished this solo, pulled me in for what? Jellyfish catching?

”Just saying, since we’re all fellow Green Day, of course we need to help each other! Huai Shi answered earnestly, ”Being alone all the time isn’t good, everyone participating in outdoor activities together to enhance camaraderie, what’s the trouble?”

Lawrence merely wanted to roll his eyes, choosing not to bother anymore.

”Anything else, if not I’m leaving...”

”Don’t, leaving now isn’t good!”

Huai Shi subconsciously looked around, wanting to find something to get Lawrence involved.

Upon seeing the unconscious Sanship, and his bare torso beneath the floral shirt, his eyes lit up.

”Ahem, uh... can you paint?”

Lawrence looked puzzled, nodded after a long while: ”A bit, I guess.”

”Then, it’s up to you.”

Huai Shi rummaged in his pocket for a long time, pulled out a marker and handed it over, pointed at Sanship on the ground: ”Look, isn’t it to vent for the Chiba Family big shot? Such a demanding task, of course, relies on the Predecessor!”

”...”

Lowering his head, Lawrence looked at Sanship’s bald upper body, unable to resist furrowing his brow. But at seeing the marker in Huai Shi’s hand, he then couldn’t resist the itch.

A perfect canvas!

Originally, he intended to ignore such trivial matters, but alas... those early days spraying anti-Astronomical Society slogans all over London were simply beautiful.

The painter’s heart began to froth with excitement.

Especially with Huai Shi smiling so sincerely, anticipating eagerly, it’s unfair to dampen the rookie’s spirits... a few strokes don’t hurt, why worry?