Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1575: Death of Ice Wolf King

Red Hair recovered from the state of the thorn tree, looking extremely worse for wear. Her beautiful red battle armor was shattered beyond recognition, covered with deep wounds from which blood continuously flowed.

Yet Red Hairʼs eyes remained bright. Even though her proud, highly functional long hair had become uneven, when she looked at the level nine Snow Wolf King, it was as if she was gazing at a creature on the verge of death.

The Snow Wolf King was severely injured, its mouth completely blown off, but it was not yet at deathʼs door. It was wounded, gravely so.

What Ye Zhongming had thrown into the Snow Wolf Kingʼs mouth was another trump card he had prepared—the Concentrated Magic Crystal Uranium Bomb.

This was a powerful weapon created by Le Dayuan, one that was almost impossible to replicate.

To manufacture such a weapon combining magic crystals and radioactive elements, not only were twenty level-eight magic crystals required, but also a certain amount of radioactive material.

The latter was scarce in the post-apocalyptic world, controlled mainly by the resistance zones. The materials used to make this Concentrated Magic Crystal Uranium Bomb were obtained from Mu Xinfeiʼs father, with some diverted from the previous War Fortress.

As for the bombʼs power, neither Le Dayuan nor Ye Zhongming had a clear concept beforehand—they only knew it was extremely powerful, but not exactly how powerful.

Ye Zhongming used it today because the situation was too dire. The pressure from two level nine creatures threatened to wipe out Cloud Peakʼs high-tier combatants at any moment. These fighters, painstakingly nurtured by Ye Zhongming, were all potential level nine candidates. Through long companionship and battles, they had become comrades he could entrust with his life.

He didn’t want anything to happen to any of them.
So when the Snow Wolf King showed up unannounced today, Ye Zhongming was unprepared, but the moment the battle began, he was truly intent on killing it.

This hurdle had to be crossed sooner or later—might as well be today.

Thus, he spared no expense in using his best resources—the bloodline-enhancing function card and this immensely powerful bomb.

Of course, while these few trump cards seemed simple, they had severely wounded the level nine Snow Wolf King. In reality, it was only possible because Red Hair and he continuously sought opportunities and seized them perfectly.

Even with these tools, the same results might not have been achieved in someone elseʼs hands.

Ye Zhongming reappeared, holding the Harvester Mimicry Shooter, and immediately began firing relentlessly at the heavily injured Wolf King. Blue bullets whistled from the purple-grade weapon, blossoming into sprays of blood on the level nine creature’s body.

Ye Zhongming went all out to kill this thing, expending these precious micro-engraved bullets like they were free.

For a moment, he recaptured some of the feeling he’d had as a marksman in his past life.

Heʼd only dared to dream of wielding a purple-grade weapon and fighting a level nine creature back then.

At that moment, the Human-bear King on the other side roared—a sound filled with anger and pain, clearly injured as well.

Ye Zhongming’s gunfire grew even faster, and he began unleashing the weapon’s various skills one after another.

Had there been observers from other factions, they might have thought Ye Zhongming was being too hasty.

Currently, Cloud Peak held the upper hand in both battlefields—absolute superiority, especially on his side, where the Snow Wolf King was grievously wounded and seemed nearly incapacitated. There was no need to waste so many precious bullets and skills; he could have sought an opportunity to finish it off conventionally.

But Ye Zhongming didn’t do that. As if fearing something, he frantically attacked his opponent with ranged strikes, even as his mental energy was nearly depleted.

Because he knew that level nine creatures were called godlike for a reason—they all possessed an ultimate skill.

These abilities varied wildly. At least half of level nine creatures had passive or supportive ultimate skills.

In his past life, Ye Zhongming had learned about many level nine creatures’ ultimate skills—knowledge paid for with countless lives.

He had no prior knowledge of the Snow Wolf King’s abilities. The butterfly effect of his rebirth had drastically altered the post-apocalyptic world; most circumstances and creatures were now different from his past life.

He didn’t know the Snow Wolf King’s ultimate skill. He guessed it might be those ice flowers that could passively or actively defend.

But he wasn’t sure.

What he feared was that the ice flowers weren’t its ultimate skill. Given his and Red Hairʼs current state, if the Snow Wolf King’s ultimate skill were an offensive ability, they would be defenseless against it!

He had to prevent that.

Yet, what he feared most still happened. The Snow Wolf King, which had been rolling and attempting to attack, suddenly stopped. Its mouthless face was horrifying as it tilted its head slightly, avoiding direct hits to its eyes from Ye Zhongming’s bullets. Its gaze was filled with boundless hatred.

”I’ll kill you, then slaughter your entire camp.”

The words were slurred, but Ye Zhongming heard them clearly.

His expression changed drastically. He teleported once, grabbed Red Hair, and hurled her into the distance, while his own body dodged behind the spherical creature summoned by the bloodline.

This was a shorter distance than retreating into the energy gate again.

The Snow Wolf King raised its head and roared. The sound was distorted without a mouth, but a tremendous power erupted from its body.

The sheer magnitude of this energy seemed to announce to Ye Zhongming: it was activating its ultimate skill.