Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1999: Phantom Killer Clan

Ye Zhongming threw a pill into his mouth and also handed one to the last golden-masked warrior beside him.

That warrior swallowed it without even asking.

Both of them understood the road ahead was arduous.

Since those assassins had set up such a killing trap, they would definitely not let them reach the conference center safely; someone must be waiting for them here.

There was probably only one extreme scenario that would let them proceed safely and without worry: if the targets of these assassins were Jie Su, not him, Ye Zhongming.

However, it was estimated that this situation was unlikely to exist; Jie Su was very low-key, apart from taking action once on the novice battlefield, his presence among the cosmic races was not significant at other times.

If Jie Su was facing retaliation because he killed people on the novice planet, then Ye Zhongming certainly could not escape it either.

He had killed far more people than Jie Su; those seeking revenge would definitely not miss him.

The medicine took effect in his body, a violent force coursing through him.

Ye Zhongming had no choice but to do this; his combat strength and that of the golden-masked warrior beside him were not as good as Jie Su and his guards. Now that they were separated, he could only rely on himself.
At a certain moment, both of them looked up simultaneously. Above them, two figures carrying killing intent had already arrived nearby.

Both of them chose to roll backward together.

Before understanding the situation, directly resisting was a very unwise choice.

Due to the angle, one blade light imprinted into the ground, and another cut into the wall nearby.

The beautifully patterned rocky pavement, whose age was unknown, was slashed by this blade light, leaving a crack. The scattered rocks flew in all directions, hitting the walls of the surrounding stairways, but did not make any sound. Only some faint light shields appeared, causing the rocks to either shatter or bounce elsewhere.

After dodging the attack, Ye Zhongming and the golden-masked warrior exchanged a glance, realizing they had unknowingly entered a sealed space arranged by the other side. All movements here probably could not be transmitted out for a short time.

”Iʼll take the left one.”

The golden-masked warrior said this and charged forward with his weapon. At least from the two attacks just now, the assassin on the left was more powerful.

Ye Zhongming activated his bloodline, his body enlarged, and a huge black shadow appeared in the alley.

”Knew it early on.”

The assassin facing Ye Zhongming said softly, then once again scattered a sheet of cold light from his hand.

This cold light did not directly attack Ye Zhongming but landed around him.

Because Ye Zhongming had already transformed, these points of cold light, which were originally at some height from the ground, all landed on the body of the huge black shadow. The moment they touched, they immediately emitted a different red light, spreading out with a roar, connecting with the light from other points to form a large red net, wrapping the black shadow within it!

These guys really had ample preparation to deal with Jie Su and Ye Zhongming.

The black mist giant roared silently, about to release a strong mental blow.

”Heh... useless.”

That assassin sneered, knowing the only thing the struggling giant could do now was a mental attack. But they had already prepared countermeasures, and even planned to use this indiscriminate attack to affect the golden-masked warrior, thus quickly killing him, after which the two of them would jointly surround Ye Zhongming to complete this ambush mission.

Originally, everything was designed by the assassins: from the ambush to the division, from shielding to blocking, from breaking them down one by one to proper responses, they had prepared for everything. At least until now, it was very smooth.

They even made accurate responses to Ye Zhongmingʼs transformation and took expensive anti-mental impact potions to minimize the impact.

Under normal circumstances, this battle was essentially over; all they had to do was harvest two lives.

But the turning point was right here.

After Ye Zhongming launched the mental impact, even the golden-masked warrior himself thought it was over. After all, this kind of mental impact was indiscriminate; the entire alley would be affected. He had truly gone all out. The moment the black mist giant formed by Ye Zhongming opened its mouth, he delivered the peak attack of his life towards his opponent.

There was no defense, no reservation, no fallback plan; it was purely an attack aimed at killing the enemy.

The golden warrior felt a bit sad; six comrades were about to be lost here. He did not hate Ye Zhongming; he only hoped his death could buy a chance for the Bronze Order Leader to escape.

However, with a pfft sound, his attack actually advanced into this personʼs body without any hindrance, even though the person he had chosen was far stronger than him.

The golden-masked warrior was momentarily stunned, but only for an instant before he continued to thrust his weapon in.

Regardless of the reason causing the opponentʼs pause, killing the opponent first was always the correct course of action. So the next moment, the assassinʼs body was split in two by him.

Only then did the golden-masked warrior see that the lower half of the assassinʼs body was somehow restrained by a giant earthen hand, preventing the target from moving.

The golden-masked warrior immediately turned his head to look at the other side. He had seen this ability before and knew Ye Zhongming released it. But the Order Leader, disregarding his own safety, used this super ability for himself; what about himself?

But the moment he looked back, what he saw was a headless corpse falling from the air.

The assassin who was targeting the Order Leader... was also dead?

How did he die?

”Go... to Jie Su.” Suddenly, a voice appeared in the golden-masked warriorʼs consciousness. Ye Zhongming was communicating with him. Simultaneously, not far ahead of him, the space seemed to melt, appearing as a ʼholeʼ. Outside the hole was the real scene!

”Go!”

The voice was louder. The golden-masked warrior gritted his teeth, passed through the hole, and his vision brightened a bit as he emerged from that invisible confinement. When he looked back at the alley, there was no trace of Ye Zhongming or the two corpses!

He knew worrying about the Bronze Order Leader was useless now; he needed to quickly get to Jie Suʼs location and help them overcome the crisis.

”Really beyond my expectations. I originally thought I wouldnʼt need to take action.”

A soft sigh appeared in the confinement space the golden-masked warrior had just left. Then, a faint shadow emerged, standing not far from Ye Zhongming.

”Let me introduce myself. I am Qiemen, leader of the Phantom Killer Clan, a race that, in your eyes, went extinct over a hundred years ago. This is my Killing Domain, an ability unique to our race. Here, time is very slow, but I havenʼt mastered it fully yet, to think you actually broke open a corner!”

This long-haired man, whose appearance and voice were somewhat sinister, looked at the transformed Ye Zhongming, frowned, and asked: ”Later, before I kill you, I will enter your mind to see what secrets are inside, why you could so easily kill my two subordinates whose Furelai both exceeded thirty thousand!”