Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1221.5- Evolve to level eight (2)

Everything was unsalvageable.

“Leave!”

Xia Lei gave the order she didn’t want to give. She knew this battle would be the worst defeat in Cloud Peak history.

Although everyone said that high risk would bring high rewards, the Secret Realm would become their back garden if they completed their targe,, sendingd their progress into overdrive.

But when it failed, it would be a collapse. After this battle, Cloud Peak’s strength would drop. They would be out of the top te,n and no one knew how far down they would drop to.

The effect of this defeat was not only on the rankings. It would also have a series of effects. That would be the toughest to deal with.

Maybe Cloud Peak would have to turtle up for a long time.

Xia Lei was used to victory and glory, was proud, and didn’t want to see such a situation.

This order was very decisive. Everyone knew how bitter she was about it.

Those warriors ready to die raised their weapons and aimed at the two remaining clones. They planned to sacrifice themselves to buy time for their leader and allies.
They didn’t accept death. They understood that someone had to remain if not everyone would die here. Since that was the case, facing death head-on was more valuable than running from it.

After Xia Lei gave the order, she turned to push the door open and bring Ye Zhongming back to Earth. She would then close the space gate and cut off both worlds.

But when she touched the door, she sensed a terrifying aura explode from within. She retreated in terror as she saw the room explode.

At the same time, the Saint Father’s clones realized something and started to dodge.

Many people saw a thick pillar of light fire to the sky at the Saint Father’s clone.

Many people covered their eyes.

The light dimmed, and many people looked at the sky. They saw the Saint Father block with his arms. He held Wind and Lightning with it facing down to try to use it to block more parts of his body.

But he was unable to block it completely. Saint Father’s body already had many areas without flesh; all that was left were white bones.

Even the flesh on the arms he used to block his face was cleaned out.

This sudden attack hit Saint Father. Apart from the scattered clones, his main body was badly injured.

Everyone looked back at the source of the light. A guy stood on a ruins and held a beautiful bone staff.

“Boss!”

“Zhongming!”

“Boss!”

“Brother Ye!”

Different shouts rose from both sides and gathered into a cheer.

Ye Zhongming’s name reverberated in the mountain!

Cloud Peak’s leader woke!

People said that heroes often appeared at the crucial moment. But they forget that not all heroes want to do so. They were only able to enter at that moment. Everything that was done was to buy time for him to appear. If something bad had happened, the hero wouldn’t have the chance to make an appearance. ꭆа𝐍ǑᛒЁṥ

Saint Light Hall and Cloud Peak’s crucial members exchanged glances.

No words were spoken, no psychological attacks. Everyone knew that the battle would continue. The winner would mean that his faction would win. They would rule over this space that was about to be destroyed but still had many resources.

Saint Father didn’t care about his badly injured body. He charged toward Ye Zhongming with Wind and Lightning.

“Move aside.”

Ye Zhongming’s words caused everyone to retreat like a flood. The scenes of thousands of people listening to orders were shocking.

Posthumous People and Cloud Peak used their trump cards in exchange for a badly injured Saint Father. Now, it was down to Ye Zhongming.

The eight-star Ye Zhongming!

He kept the Soul Shattering Bone Staff and took out Earth Sand Moon Blade. Ye Zhongming looked at Saint Father get close without any fear. His eyes were filled with killing intent.

He used the energy from his successful evolution to use the Soul Shattering Bone Staff to injure the Saint Father badly. The soul weapon made of a level nine lifeform’s bone had become his strongest weapon.

Ye Zhongming was in his best state. His body was filled with energy, and he was very confident, even though he was facing a level nine.

Saint Father arrived before Ye Zhongming in a few breaths. He waved the cracked weapon toward his final opponent.

Ye Zhongming crushed something in his hand.

The area around him started to shake. Three parts of the ruins exploded, and three pillars rose.

These three pillars looked like they were made of dead evolved lifeforms. Although they were dead, their spirits were there, just that they were restrained to the pillars. They cried but didn’t make a single sound. It looked very weird.

The moment they appeared, the three pillars were connected by an invisible energy. A green energy barrier sealed the space between them and trapped Ye Zhongming and the Saint Father within.

There was a giant explosion. Ye Zhongming rolled backward and knelt on the ground. His right hand shook. A small crack appeared on Earth Sand Moon Blade.

He found it hard to block the Saint Father’s strike, which was now much slower.

“What is this?”

Saint Father didn’t continue to attack Ye Zhongming. He looked at the green barrier that trapped him. He didn’t feel good.

“Spirit Feed Totem!”

Ye Zhongming replied calmly. He wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth and held Earth Sand Moon Blade. He took something out from his space and tossed it into his mouth.