Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1202: Punishment of the Gods

This was a little frightening.

Saint Father’s speed filled the alliance army with despair. This sudden black light was actually quicker than the Saint Father, so naturally, it was frightening.

Many people looked toward where the black light flew from. There was nothing but a tattered city.

Thus, they shifted their gaze and looked toward the Saint Father. That unfriendly black light had covered the Saint Father.

Saint Light Hall was in an uproar. Did something happen to the Saint Father that was invincible in their hearts?

Black light covered the Saint Father, but people could see what was happening. People with good eyesight could see that he was wrapped in a liquid substance blocking the outside black light. The black light turned into strip-type matter that wrapped around the water.

Through the black light, one could see that the Saint Father was solemn and was even in disbelief.

“Punishment of the Gods!”

Rongzhi shouted, which caused many older Saint Light Hall members to recall a Posthumous People legend.

Legend was brought up many times in this war: the Saint Light Canister, Saint Light God Armory, Top Flower, and also those chains that could pierce into walls.
All of these were things the Saint Light Hall prepared for the war. They wouldn’t use it in any ordinary fights, and some of their crafting methods had been lost. They used most of them in this siege.

But did the Posthumous People not have any legend?

Of course, they did!

The Brown Bone Pearl was one, but only Ye Zhongming could use it.

Were there others?

Of course.

Saint Light Hall did manage to reach the walls, and level nine experts followed the troops. But why were they unable to break through?

Maybe the Posthumous People did have level nine kings in the past or many level eight experts, which was why they could protect the city. But were there special situations?

Saint Light Hall had been maintaining an absolute advantage in terms of strength, and they had always continued having a level nine expert. Didn’t they try to find a time when the Posthumous People were weak?

How did they escape then?

After many years, few people knew about it, even if such a thing didn’t become a secret.

On the side of Saint Light Hall, they became the stuff of legends.

This legend was the Punishment of the Gods that Rongzhi mentioned.

In Saint Light Hall’s records, Posthumous People Imperial City had a final trump card that could deal with a level nine expert.

No one knew where it came from or how it was fired. But when the level nine expert who was hit by Punishment of the Gods managed to escape, he reminded them to be careful and not get hit.

Punishment of the Gods only appeared a few times. The Posthumous People wouldn’t use it unless they had no choice.

So, not only was Saint Light Hall confused, but even the Posthumous People were.

Especially in the recent hundred years. Posthumous People weakened quickly, and the various tribes fought one another. The Imperial City wasn’t so peaceful, and as they fought for resources, the flow of information became blocked. Kings didn’t work with each other and only competed internally.

Punishment of the Gods was a trump card. It was good that they even heard of it, much less understood what it was. Many kings even felt like legends.

Be it, Hong Xiang or Neal, they had only heard of it, but they didn’t believe it. Only Ling Kun felt that there was a chance it was real.

They finally knew what it was when the Imperial City faced the crisis.

At their darkest hour, when the Saint Father seemed invincible, and even Xia Lei lost confidence, the Punishment of the Gods descended.

“So it is true.” Saint Father’s voice spread out. He didn’t panic; it was as if he had expected it.

“The records of previous kings reminded me to be careful of the Punishment of the Gods, so what? Is it just this dirty light that can trap me?”

Saint Father’s body could move in the liquid-like substance, but he couldn’t escape. He tried to touch the black light, but he couldn’t break out of it.

This made him frown. He looked towards where the black light shot from.

A white laser fired from that direction when he was about to say something. It wasn’t quick. It was much slower than the black light but arrived a few seconds later to hit the black light-wrapepd Saint Father.

The black light, or rather liquid substance, didn’t block this light, and the Saint Father was hit.

Many Saint Light Hall warriors roared. Some anxious ones started to charge at the enemies ahead to get to where the Saint Father was.

But more people just waited.

They didn’t know what the Punishment of the Gods was, but they wanted to know if it could deal with a level nine lifeform that was pretty much invincible.

The light scattered, and Saint Light Hall warriors cheered. The expressions of the Posthumous People darkened.

Saint Father wasn’t dead, and he continued to float there.

“So this is the Punishment of the Gods.” Saint Father lowered his head. His hands were shaking.

He raised his head and looked at the black light and also at where they fired from. He confirmed his guesses.

“That is where your Saint Pool is, right?” Saint Father turned towards that side and said his guess.

“So your Saint Pool has such an ability, too!”

His voice got louder and louder.

The Punishment of the Gods came from the Saint Pool!

As if it was a reply to the Saint Father. A demon monster statue at the entrance lit up. The third light pillar of the day fired from its open mouth.

“So what if you know? You still have to die. No level nine Saint light Hall person can enter the Saint City. Azhi you have lost your respect.”

A distant voice spread from the Saint Pool!