Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1570: Strong attack

The Snow Wolf King had reached level nine through countless battles, yet even now, it couldn’t fathom why this human had chosen such a tactic.

Under the same gravitational conditions, the Snow Wolf King would undoubtedly be far more agile than the King of Cloud Peak.

Ye Zhongming smirked—though with his bloodline activated, his face no longer carried its usual sharp handsomeness, instead exuding a cold, ruthless aura.

The Lightning Sand King arrived at the battlefield, treading upon swirling sand vortexes.

Even with its paranoid nature, the Snow Wolf King knew today would end in a fight to the death. Its fur bristled, transforming it into a spiked wolf.

This was clearly one of its offensive skills— it revealed its true power right from the start.

The raised fur slowly lifted from its body...

The sight was eerie. Fur that should have been attached to its skin simply detached, floating midair while still maintaining the wolf’s silhouette—something utterly inconceivable.

Even Ye Zhongming, poised to attack, paused slightly, sensing the unusual nature of this move.

The fur swiftly drifted away from the Snow Wolf King’s body, gradually forming an entirely new Snow Wolf King, while the original one regrew fresh fur.
Two identical Snow Wolf Kings now stood side by side.

Had there been anyone from the Five Ring Money’s intelligence division present, they would have informed Ye Zhongming that this was the Snow Wolf King’s most infamous skill—Twin Lives.

Of course, this was only recorded in the Five Ring Money’s classified database. To the outside world, such details were top secret.

Ye Zhongming had no idea what the sudden doubling of the Snow Wolf King meant, but he decided to ignore it—he would fight on his own terms.

The sheer gap in strength between him and a level-nine left him no other choice.

Standing silently, he observed the two Snow Wolf Kings while the Lightning Sand King launched its attack.

It spread its hands, struck the horns on its head, and two bolts of lightning instantly split toward the twin wolves.

The twisting arcs shimmered in a surreal pink hue, reaching the wolves instantly.

Neither beast moved. Instead, snowlotus flowers bloomed around them, intercepting the lightning.

Each wolf bore one.

At least for now, there was no discernible difference between the two.

The failed initial assault seemed to enrage the Lightning Sand King. With a soundless roar, it stomped the ground, causing the sand vortex beneath it to erupt in a storm of yellow grains, enveloping its body. Simultaneously, lightning surged from its armor, forming a thunderous sand sphere.

Then, without hesitation, the sphere slammed straight into the level-nine lifeform.

In terms of sheer audacity, the Lightning Sand King feared no level-nine.

Amidst the sand and lightning, the air itself crackled with deafening static.

The massive sphere crashed into the left-side Snow Wolf King—the original, at least visually.

Both wolves howled in unison, their eyes unleashing a crimson glow—the same Killing Red skill they had used against Nine Treasures in Black Dragon City.

Back then, Nine Treasures had been wounded by it.

The crimson light collided with the thunderous sand sphere, erupting in a blinding flash. Sand and fragmented lightning scattered violently, a shockwave of energy rippling outward.

The Lightning Sand King’s body reappeared—but its sand and lightning were gone, its magnificent armor shattered, the once-crackling currents vanished.

It tumbled midair, a shadow barely visible amidst the residual energy. The sheer density of lightning and sand had blurred all vision.

Beneath the Lightning Sand King’s dark silhouette, a speck of red emerged—not the purple of its armor, but a vivid scarlet.

From the Snow Wolf King’s perspective, a red dot appeared, then expanded violently.

It was the tip of a spear.

By the time it occupied a third of the wolf’s vision, the dot had morphed into a blooming crimson flower, carrying apocalyptic force as it barreled toward both Snow Wolf Kings.

The wolf bared its fangs, conjuring a massive ice blossom to meet the crimson flower.

But unlike the earlier collision, this encounter was eerily silent.

The crimson flower shattered upon contact, its fragments adhering to the ice like parasitic petals.

The Snow Wolf King froze, bewildered.

The ice flower rotted under the red fragments a second later, crumbling uselessly.

The spear-tip reappeared, piercing through a gap with lethal precision.

At the Snow Wolf King’s level, ordinary weapons couldn’t breach its defenses. Only supremely powerful skills posed a threat.

Yet this spear pierced its flesh.

Right below the neck—into the thickest part of its chest.

Blood seeped out, scarlet streaked with silver droplets.

The second Snow Wolf King lunged, biting down on the spear and yanking it free, attempting to drag its wielder forward.

But the wounded wolf suddenly whimpered, twisting sideways.

At the same moment, a gunshot rang out.

Close. Dangerously close. Almost directly behind the Snow Wolf King.

An ice flower bloomed over its exposed flank, intercepting what could have been a battle-altering shot.

Ye Zhongming materialized there, Harvester Mimic-Shot in hand, having launched a point-blank ambush.

The ice shattered—but the bullet’s momentum wasn’t spent. It struck the Snow Wolf King.

The massive body shuddered as the level nine beast howled in agony.

Still gripping her spear, Red Hair was dragged forward by the second wolf’s bite, crashing through the ruined ice flower. Unlike in Black Dragon City, where the shattering ice had dealt splash damage, this time, nothing happened—likely due to the red petals’ prior corrosion.

Meanwhile, the Lightning Sand King’s body slammed into the ground with a thunderous impact.

All of this had transpired in mere seconds.

Ye Zhongming fired once, saw the wounded wolf twist toward him with unnatural agility, and knew he wouldn’t get a second shot. The Snow Wolf King would be upon him in a blink at this distance.

He leaned back, vanishing into a dark energy gate.

The wolf’s claws swiped through empty air, failing to leave even a scratch on the gate.

Injured. Outmaneuvered. The Snow Wolf King raged.

Ignoring potential dangers, it charged headfirst into the gate.

If the King of Cloud Peak could enter, so could it.