Apocalypse Gachapon

An arrow brushed past his left cheek.

The nuclear energy was around blue to purple grade strength. Ye Zhongming also modified the arrow and reached white grade. All these factors, added together, broke the Saint Father’s skin.

There was just a bit; there was only a drip of blood.

But if it were anyone else, even Ye Zhongming, he would lose a meat patch. But it only broke a small wound on the Saint Father’s face.

As Zhang Xiang thought, this proved that the Saint Father was still human and he was not unbeatable.

But that small wound caused the Saint Father’s aura to change.

This level nine expert was someone who drew attention. He relied on his speed to draw all the attacks to his body.

He was playing with the two War Fortresses.

Even if they plotted against him and surrounded him with arrows, he could deal with them easily. Truth proved that he was only injured because he was careless.

The others didn’t understand why he wouldn’t attack. The walls or the War Fortresses would have been destroyed long ago if he had attacked.

Saint Father knew the reason why.

Attacks consumed a huge amount of energy, and he had three energy sources. One was this space, but it would cause the space to collapse. The Blue Secret Realm was on the verge of collapse and couldn’t provide enough energy for the level-nine lifeform to fight.

Either he obtained energy from other lifeforms, which is what he had been doing, or he absorbed some energy along the way so he could fire so many streaks of Power of the Gods. He was interested in Red Hair because of her body's huge amount of energy.

But this couldn’t be considered his own energy. He just borrowed it and couldn’t fully absorb it.

The last would be his own energy.

A level nine lifeform’s body could be seen as an endless energy source. They had broken free from their body’s structure and formed a cycle similar to the universe.

From this angle, the energy of a level nine lifeform wouldn’t run out.

But there was a context. He had to be connected to the energy of the space he was in. Only the vast universe could provide him with an endless amount of energy.

But every level nine lifeform was restricted by the space they were in. The unstable space might affect how much energy they could absorb and store. The more unstable it was, the more effect.

So after the Saint Father used his own energy, he needed a long time to amass more slowly.

As level nine lifeforms were special, energy was the same as their lives. If they consumed too much energy that they couldn’t replenish in time, their lifespan would decrease.

This was the problem he was facing.

He didn’t attack as that would use his own energy. The moment he did, the time he could live would reduce.

The universe wasn’t so absolute. Even if he didn’t use energy, his energy was still slowly slipping. People who could replenish wouldn’t be afraid of that, but not him, as the Blue Secret Realm didn’t have enough energy for him to absorb.

So, he was anxious to find a new path. He didn’t have much energy left and was going to die.

His remaining energy was used to maintain his life.

Since that was the case, he wouldn’t attack easily.

But he was injured. As a king, his pride was offended, and he had to react.

Thus, his aura changed. He still had that terrifying speed. His body flashed before a War Fortress. His right fist struck the cold metal, and the War Fortress flew like a kite.

That send chills down one’s spine.

The War Fortress was made of full metal. How heavy was it?

No one knew the accurate number apart from people in the Resistance Zone, but it was definitely over two thousand tonnes. After all, some giant trucks on Earth were a few hundred tonnes. There was no reason why the War Fortress wasn’t a few times their weight.

Even if evolved were powerful, they couldn’t knock aside something that was a few thousand kilograms heavy.

But the level nine Saint Father did it, and he only needed a simple punch.

The War Fortress hit many buildings before falling to the ground. The area around it shook, and the giant metal body started to give off sparks and unknown gas. The damage had caused it to lose its ability to fight.

Zhang Xiang’s eyes opened wide. Those were his subordinates. That strike was so strong that the people inside were probably dead. The main structure was badly damaged and was probably destroyed.

War Fortress might just be a few strong weapons to Cloud Peak, but they were his medium to get on the battlefield.

Now that one was destroyed so easily, what about his?

No!

He bit his teeth and controlled it forward toward the battlefield.

But a few seconds later, he felt his body shake. Everything started to spin. When this happened, his allies and he lost consciousness.

People on the outside saw that after the Saint Father knocked aside one War Fortress, he appeared behind the other. He kicked it, and this few thousand-tonne heavy machine rolled into the battlefield and crushed many warriors on both sides.

The Saint Father didn’t attack, but when he did, he seemed invincible.

He was too strong such that no one was his match.

“Tell me the way to the other world, and I can spare your lives!” The Saint Father floated in the sky and looked down on everyone. He used a proud tone and used the aura from destroying the two War Fortresses to say to the people below.

The battle stopped again. Everyone looked at the sky and didn’t know how to react.

“Use our trump cards!” Little Tiger rushed beside Xia Lei. He had lost one eye and bit his teeth while saying. The Saint Father’s skills had terrified him. This fellow, who was only afraid of Ye Zhongming, finally experienced what was called a supernatural saint.

Xia Lei’s face was dead as ash. She smiled when she heard, “If this is his true strength, then everything we prepared is useless.”

Xia Lei looked at Little Tiger, “Tiger, we might all die here.”

But before her words finished, a black light from the ground fired and hit the level-nine expert. It was so quick that it was faster than the Saint Father!