Armed Train in the Apocalypse

Lord Lian’s mind was electrified, suddenly understanding why there were so many Tier Three Evolution Beasts within the Four Nations’ borders.

They were all fed with living humans!

”The reason they appear there and not here is simply because the one below has already eaten his fill.”

Su Huan spoke calmly, his black eyes hanging over the water before him, as if he had locked onto something.

Luminous white energy rule patterns flowed from the corners of his eyes, instantly covering half his face, extending down towards his collarbone and shoulders, carrying an eerie yet sacred beauty.

Lord Lian watched the patterns on Su Huan’s face, a flicker of amazement flashing in his eyes.

Though she couldn’t comprehend the patterns, she could feel their extreme beauty, each line complemented the beauty of power!

They even tugged at her mind, making her want to observe more closely.

A wave of invisible Pan Energy spread outward from Su Huan, evenly sweeping across the entire lake surface, every mountain and rock, the next moment everything’s surface was covered with a faint bluish hue.

Despite the lack of strong winds, the lake surface surged violently, like tidal waters, brewing ten-meter-high black waves that lunged towards the sky within a breath.

”Boom——”

As the waves reached mid-air, they were forcibly suppressed by the energy tide amassed in the air.

Combined with the ”Energy Tide” in the ”Absolute Domain,” within a radius of a thousand meters, it was Su Huan’s absolute field!

As the domain unfolded, Su Huan’s aura surged once again, reaching a level that made even Lord Lian behind him feel her heart skip a beat.

’This guy... is totally playing me!’

Thinking of the previous two battles, Lord Lian gritted her teeth viciously.

The moment she thought of some malice, it seemed as if she was being targeted by heaven and earth, her body suddenly burdened with a heavy pressure, making her heart sink, even as a Tier Three, and this terrifying pressure was still climbing.

’It’s the ”Fighting Master” gathering strength! But why is it exerting such pressure on me?’

Lord Lian was horrified, yet stubbornly stared ahead at the silhouette.

It wasn’t until Su Huan glanced at her that the pressure around her eased, but the thing beneath the lake couldn’t withstand it any longer; it felt like a Sword of Damocles was hanging overhead, growing ever larger!

Who the hell can stand this!

Accompanied by a crash, the water at the center defied gravity and rose, forming an increasingly high, trembling hemisphere, its edges rolling with eerie white foam.

”Rumble...”

The hemisphere shattered.

Piercing the water surface first were eight rotting necks, wrapped in waterfall-like black water and a suffocating sulfur stench, soaring toward the sky!

Each neck was not covered in scales, but twisted, knobby bone armor, with black light flowing between the shell’s gaps as if it were molten radioactive waste, with skin wounds revealing the pulsating dark red muscles beneath, with murky pus dripping incessantly, the lake sizzling and emitting corrosive white smoke.

The eight heads did not rise simultaneously but with a tooth-grinding sound of vertebrae rubbing, lifting one after another until overlooking the lakeshore.

Keep in mind the shore and lake surface have a hundred-meter altitude difference!

”Despicable human, you are challenging the dignity of a god!”

”It can talk, just a bit ugly.”

Su Huan squinted as he sized up the strange snake the Chongying People called ”Lord Baki.”

Compared to Korea’s white tiger and the black tortoise of Baiwu, the eight-headed serpent didn’t resemble an Evolution Beast; rather, it seemed like a Slaughterer—powerful yet lacking any aesthetic sense, an evolutionary failure.

Of the eight heads, two were bloody and unrecognizable, while the remaining six resemble some grotesque fusion of monitor lizard, evil dragon, and deep-sea monstrous fish. The cheekbones jutted out, the snout split to an unbelievable width, exposing rows of barbed, semi-metallic fangs, sticky substances wedged between the gaps.

The eyes featured dual compound structures, each resembling a standalone, lantern-like soul burning with green fire, coldly and greedily scanning the two, mixing beastly and cruel nature.

”Is this the offering you brought?”

”Why does its intelligence fluctuate so much...”

It’s puzzling how the Chongying People managed to worship such an ugly thing, but Su Huan was too lazy to delve into it.

The opponent coming forth was good enough.

”Thunderstorm.”

With those two words, the entire small lake brightened instantly.

Today’s instantaneous thunderstorm was no longer merely a meter-wide luminous sphere used to kill Zhao Kuo but a huge lightning sphere covering the entire eight-headed serpent, over a hundred meters in size!

In an instant, the serpent’s earth-shattering screams drowned the sound of the thunderstorm.

The eight heads jerked wildly, smashing into the cliff with clangs, the layered cages attached shattered, and the semi-conscious figures within had long been vaporized by the electrical surge, sparing them the sight of this desperate scene.

”The life force of a Tier Three Evolution Beast is very strong.”

Lord Lian subconsciously reminded, suddenly recalling the opponent killed two and could easily defeat her, she pressed her lips together, falling silent.

”Then why don’t you hold it back, don’t let it escape.”

As the words dropped, Su Huan stepped out, foot already beyond the precipice.

Just as Lord Lian was about to follow up from behind, she paused, her view rising. Su Huan was standing in mid-air, stepping on air.

This bastard can fly!

Suppressing a gut full of questions, Lord Lian jumped downwards, vaulting across distances.

Meanwhile, Su Huan had already flown higher than the eight-headed serpent, rather than flying, he seemed to ”walk” upwards.