Apocalypse Forecast-Chapter 680 - 562: Be Careful..._1
Dragon.
An ultimate skill inherited from Luo Lao, a special move from the Orchard Gym.
In reality, it was just something Ghost·Beast=King came up with one day after finishing two sets of anaerobic exercise before bed, sipping protein powder and cooling tea, and then suddenly slapping his forehead with an idea.
Luo Lao felt it could work, and so it did.
To say that this move is extraordinarily mystical would be an overstatement.
There is no such thing as a miraculous secret technique or a terrifying force that can ravage the laws of physics.
If one must speak of its essence, it was simply this: a doubling of output in an instant. This was made possible by combining Source Substance techniques with muscle utilization, all while Huai Shi could switch weapons at any time.
A different kind of brute force.
There are only two key points.
One is great strength, and the other is swift speed. This allows for an explosive round of output using all weapons within an extremely short moment—a moment so brief that even ordinary people or Sublimators would struggle to react.
Relying on the weapons’ special properties for rapid destruction.
Beyond physical impact, there is a raging wave stirred up by the Source Substance!
Compared to the unimaginable skills of his senior sister Luo Xian, this move truly belonged to Huai Shi alone, a technique only he could utilize to achieve a thousand percent of its destructive power.
Apart from Huai Shi’s Hand of Confinement, no one else in the entire Current Circumstances could so perfectly control so many S-level Border Relics at the same time.
The weapons born from his soul are pure entities formed from the transformation of Source Substance, each one inherently violent, arrogant, and fierce.
Apart from Huai Shi, their source, no one else could gain their recognition, nor could anyone else unleash this hidden ferocity beneath the steel.
Now, with the retraction of The Sorrow of Index, burning iron light rose from Huai Shi’s hands.
In the blink of an eye, within that nearly solidified brief moment, too fast even for the naked eye to see, only a brutal radiance crisscrossed violently.
Slashing, cutting, piercing, impacting...
And at last, a dazzling light ascended above the Sword of Virtue, tearing everything apart!
—— The vast night comes to an end!
After the transient intersection passed, what followed was a thunderous roar and an air wave sweeping across. Only the interwoven trajectories and silhouettes of countless weapons were revealed in midair, soaked with black blood, outlining a cruel and fierce form.
The scar vanished in a flash.
When Huai Shi landed on the ground and staggered forward two steps, only then did the sound of the Giant crashing to the ground echo from behind.
The massive head fell from its shoulders.
No matter how the wriggling asphalt-like substance tried to reconnect and bond, it could not rejoin. The lonely head bearing the Crown fell to the ground, rolling slowly.
The shattered face collapsed into a pool of blood, its hollow eyes still brimming with madness.
When Huai Shi turned around and took slow steps toward it, the twisted head opened its mouth to let out a roar. It struggled desperately, causing the headless corpse to once again prop itself up and crawl wildly towards him, lifting a malformed palm to swat down at Huai Shi.
"Enough, let’s end this—"
Ignoring its desperate struggle, Huai Shi raised his palm.
In the reflection of the hollow eyes, the pitch-black barrel of The Fly King was revealed, aimed at its eye.
"Beelzebub," Huai Shi said.
The bas-relief of The Fly King on the grip lit up with a crimson glow, its features twisting into a grin. "Lock-on complete!"
Huai Shi pulled the trigger.
And so, judgment descended!
Ultra Miniature Judgment Device - The Fly King, full power unleashed, released!
The arbitration of Osiris descended here.
The roar spread.
The hateful darkness and roars were vaporized by the pure light. Even the arm holding the gun showed cracks from the severe recoil.
Yet, pure destruction still spread out, accompanied by pure power.
Forward, straight ahead.
In an instant, extreme heat pierced the Giant’s eyes and exited its skull. It burned away all the black blood before plunging into the massive body, tearing through the Giant’s already mutated organs, and exiting on the other side.
As unstoppable as splitting bamboo.
In a blink, it crossed a vast distance, penetrating through the entire underground space.
But this time, it didn’t shoot through the thick walls and out.
Instead, it turned mid-air in an inconceivable way, like a refracted beam of light, then suddenly reversed course.
The dazzling beams refracted and interwove in the air.
Under the constraint and calculation of The Fly King, this submissive destruction followed its predetermined trajectory, thunderously delivering annihilation.
In that instant, an endless network of light pathways intersected, enveloping the entire cage. They struck from the vaulted ceiling, the ground, and every direction, repetitively piercing and rotating.
The interweaving and circling beams slashed across so swiftly that they vanished abruptly into thin air.
Finally, there was a sound like a bastion collapsing.
In front of Huai Shi, the sound of collapsing came from the shattered head and body. A lament of broken metal echoed, followed by the sudden disintegration of the massive being into scattered gravel and dust.
It met its end.
Even Huai Shi was stunned by the power of this strike, disbelieving.
My new function, didn’t expect that, huh?
In his consciousness, Beelzebub chuckled with satisfaction, his voice gradually deepening. Sleepy, I’m going to take a nap. If you want to listen to cross talk next time, get yourself an MP3 player. Also, be careful...
The Fly King fell silent before finishing.
In the dark, Huai Shi shrugged and pushed aside the debris in front of him, lifting the Wind Lamp from the pieces of his robe.
The shattered lamp still held the last bit of flame.
The instant Huai Shi lifted it, the remaining black blood on the ground quickly retracted into the Wind Lamp, casting a faint shadow on its handle and surface.
Holding the Wind Lamp, Huai Shi seemed faintly in tune with the entire eerie palace, his suppressed perception spreading out.
He finally sensed what Beelzebub had tried to warn him about before falling asleep.
—Right behind him, at the entrance of the hall, stood a figure.
It was his opponent from the Ivy League—a Third Stage Sublimator of the American Genealogy, who was also a High Priest of The First Sun and a Noble Blood Descendant.
Lizard Eckmok.
Now, she was leaning on the Stone Tooth Sword, waiting calmly.
After ample rest and treatment, her strength had returned to its peak. In fact, after her brief warm-up with Huai Shi, it had become even greater than before.
It was clear she was eager.
Behind her, the Ivy League Sublimators and the mercenaries from the Eye of Nightmare had already lifted their weapons, no longer concealing their intent to kill.
Beside Huai Shi, the wounded members of the Paradise Guard expressionlessly loaded bullets into their shotguns and silently pulled back the bolts.
Ready for the war that was to come.
In the silence, Huai Shi turned and scrutinized Liz, asking curiously,
"Have you been waiting long?"
"Not for long. About two minutes or so, starting from when you mentioned the ’Second Stage’..." Liz thought for a while and then asked earnestly, "By the way, what is the ’Second Stage’?"
"It’s a gaming term," Huai Shi explained. "It refers to how some powerful enemies become enraged, more threatening, and more aggressive once their health drops to a certain level."
"That sounds quite fun."
"In reality, it’s very painful. If you’re not careful, you can die... because that’s when the enemy becomes very dangerous."
Liz asked, "Like just now?"
"Like right now," Huai Shi replied calmly.
"I kind of want to try it."
Liz tapped on the handle of the Stone Tooth Sword, her beautiful smile gradually revealing ferociousness.
"That cunning?"
Huai Shi laughed softly. "Honestly, I thought you were the type who fights honorably—that you’d give me a chance to rest and recover to my full state before we had a decisive battle to the death or something."
"Wouldn’t that be too silly?" Liz retorted. "An enemy should be as weak as possible. While crushing the strong can be fun, preying on the weak is the natural order, right?"
"Doesn’t that tarnish the honor of your God?"
"The First Sun never cares for vanity." Liz held her head high, showing no shame. "It prefers pragmatists and only looks at the outcome, so It never forbids ambushes or poisoning during a confrontation. Perhaps the followers of Kukulkan would prefer that approach more? Therefore, although it’s regrettable, I not only bear no burden of conscience facing such a situation, but I actually find it quite delightful."
Hearing this, Huai Shi’s brows lifted slightly. "So you’re saying there’s only one option left?"
"That’s right."
Liz lifted the Sword Blade, her smile turning solemn. "And that’s to fight to the death..."
"I surrender."
Huai Shi raised both hands.
Silence fell abruptly, as if everyone’s throats had been prodded by a Husky wielding a fire stick.
Liz: "..."
Ivy League Sublimators: "..."
Mercenaries from the Eye of Nightmare: "..."
Only the Paradise Guard maintained solemn expressions, chanting grandly, "Holy!!!"
"...What, what the hell?"
Liz was stunned, almost thinking he was using it as a chance to launch a sneak attack, subconsciously increasing her guard, but Huai Shi still stood there with his hands raised.
She didn’t know how to react. Her puzzled little face was filled with What the hell?!!!
"What did you say?"
"Didn’t you hear me clearly?" Huai Shi looked at her, puzzled. He cleared his throat, coughed, and then said solemnly, "I, Huai Shi, surrender. Following this, I will disarm and cooperate with your imprisonment and supervision. However, as an Inspector of the Astronomical Society, I demand proper treatment for prisoners in accordance with the Current Circumstances peace treaty. You must not confiscate any of my personal items. Nor may you harm me physically or mentally under any pretext. Furthermore, you must guarantee my daily food and sleep according to the standards of the Current Circumstances. If these conditions are not met, I reserve the right to complain to my superiors at any time and accuse the Ivy League of cruel treatment towards me..."
A grating noise suddenly erupted, interrupting Huai Shi’s words.
The Stone Tooth Sword traced a sharp line on the ground.
"Stop it, just stop it!!!"
Liz roared, her blonde hair flying. The teenage girl’s eyes blazed as she glared at Huai Shi, even cursing, "What the hell are you talking about? Don’t you have any shame at all! Come on, pick up your sword and fight me!"
"I am surrendering, am I not? I’m not distressed, so why are you angry?"
Huai Shi earnestly asked, "Also, can I take this as a personal insult from you? I’ll include your words in my report too."
He declared, "Please respect the prisoner, Miss Liz!"
