Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

After Prince Anlite had finished giving all his orders, he stood up from his throne and walked toward the rear.

The eunuch beside him quickly said, ”Your Highness Anlite, Lady Jienasuo is waiting for you!”

Anlite cast him a cold glance and said indifferently, ”It doesn’t matter. Let her continue waiting. After all, I only need a woman to help me become king.”

He walked with elegant strides toward the higher levels of the Holy Spirit Hall.

”Once I’ve finished absorbing the sacred substance, I’ll become a martial artist on the level of our ancestors recorded in history.”

”At that time,” he raised his head, gazing at the high dome above, ”I’ll ascend beyond this dome and see what the world out there looks like.”

The eunuch bowed obsequiously and said, ”Your Highness Anlite, you will be the greatest king the Kingdom of Nasha has seen in a thousand years!”

Anlite walked along the winding corridor to the highest level of the Holy Spirit Hall.

After pushing open a massive bronze door, a blinding red light met his eyes.

On a huge altar, a red gem floated silently in midair. The surging power contained within it made Anlite’s eyes gleam with blazing light.

”So this is the legendary sacrificial spirit?” (A name translated from the Tri-Eyed Clan’s language—maybe they actually call it a ”stinking stone in a cesspit.”)

”I thought it only existed in ancient history books, a thing of myths. I never expected it to actually appear!”

The eunuch said, ”The Grand Scholar said that countless eons ago, our ancestors relied on it to establish the Kingdom of Nasha.”

”Please rest assured, Your Highness. The harmful substances within it have already been stripped away. They seemed to be very effective for the servants who have always attended us, so the king ordered them to be given as rewards.”

Anlite stared at the enormous crimson gem before him with an infatuated gaze. He reached out his hand, and before he even touched it, he could already feel the immense power radiating from it.

The next moment, his expression returned to cold indifference.

He then turned to the eunuch and said, ”Get out. Before I finish absorbing the sacrificial spirit, no one is allowed to disturb me, no matter what happens outside.”

A cold gleam flashed in his eyes. ”Anyone—anyone at all—who dares to disturb me will be executed on the spot!”

The eunuch silently swallowed his saliva. This cold-blooded, powerful prince never made idle threats.

”As you command, Your Highness! No... my king!”

The eunuch retreated step by step, leaving the great hall, and then the massive bronze door slowly and heavily closed behind him.

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In the Kingdom of Nasha, the battle between humans and the Tri-Eyed Clan grew increasingly fierce.

For the first time, these Tri-Eyed Clan members, who had always treated humans like livestock, faced fierce resistance.

They were caught off guard, as if humans had been organized by rats to attack them.

But even rats, if they fight back with a death wish, can strike fear into people’s hearts.

The Monk Soldiers led by the Lord of the Charnel Ground, Gao Changkong and the other Garuda’s Followers, and the Knights of the Round Table led by Lancelot were all clashing head-on with the Tri-Eyed Clan.

And lurking in the shadows was a sinister Zhang Yi, killing one enemy with a single shot before vanishing—no one could even catch a glimpse of his shadow.

Everyone here was part of humanity’s most elite forces. Their combat ability and weaponry were far beyond ordinary soldiers.

After understanding the Tri-Eyed Clan’s characteristics, they quickly seized the upper hand on the battlefield.

After all, they wore advanced combat suits and wielded various firearms.

Meanwhile, their enemies were mostly Tri-Eyed Clan members armed with primitive weapons like knives, spears, and clubs.

A counter-massacre had begun.

On the Knights of the Round Table’s side, the Lhamin family’s private soldiers and mercenaries wore wide, joyful grins with twisted faces.

Watching the towering giants before them being driven away by their weapons filled them with pride.

”Hahaha! Aside from being a bit bigger, these guys aren’t any different from humans!”

”What underground race? Just a bunch of primitives! Kill, kill, kill!”

Having already witnessed the horrors of the Tri-Eyed Clan hunting humans, they showed no mercy whatsoever.

Even when they encountered seven- or eight-year-old children or pregnant women on the street, they would open fire without hesitation, using concentrated gunfire to gun them down.

”Pew!” ”Pew!” ”Pew!” ”Pew!” ”Pew!” ”Pew!” ”Pew!”

No matter how massive the Tri-Eyed Clan member was, facing a volley from over a dozen state-of-the-art assault rifles quickly turned them into a sieve.

”Boom!” ”Boom!” ”Boom!”

One after another, the bodies of the Tri-Eyed Clan fell to the ground like small mountains.

Everywhere on the streets, Tri-Eyed Clan members were fleeing, their eyes filled with terror.

They couldn’t understand why a bunch of hairless rats dared to resist their hunting—and even kill them!

On the other side, superhumans had already leaped onto the high rooftops and started setting fires throughout the city.

The buildings here were still constructed in a primitive way, primarily with stone, wood, and thatch.

Once the flames rose, they quickly blazed up and then rapidly spread along both sides of the street.

In an instant, the entire street was ablaze, and the agonized screams of the Tri-Eyed Clan rang out endlessly.

There was no mercy whatsoever, no thought of leniency or letting things live.

This was a battle between two races, a bloody grudge spanning thousands of years. From the moment the Demon Kingdom’s gate opened, it was destined that only one side could survive.

Otherwise, sooner or later, they too would follow the Demon Kingdom’s gate to the Snowy Region.

By then, the Snowy Region would likely face a terrifying, desperate abyss.

Kill, kill, kill!

Everyone’s eyes were bloodshot. Even the Monk Soldiers of Sangha Monastery used their faith as justification to openly begin their slaughter.

But just as they were killing and burning, destroying everything in sight, the ground beneath their feet suddenly began to tremble.

A soldier’s body jolted. He looked down at his feet and saw the dust on the ground vibrating in a steady rhythm. Even the puddles of blood from the fallen Tri-Eyed Clan beside him were rippling continuously.

He instinctively raised his head and looked ahead.

Behind the crimson flames of blood and fire, massive black figures appeared.

They were a group of monsters noticeably larger and bulkier than ordinary Tri-Eyed Clan members. They held uniform, slender spear-like weapons in their hands, wore pitch-black metal armor over their bodies, and marched in synchronized, uniform steps toward this street.

The army of the Kingdom of Nasha had finally arrived.

The Kingdom of Nasha, with a population of several hundred thousand, had only five thousand soldiers in its standing army. But every single one of those five thousand soldiers possessed formidable combat power, with physical qualities and fighting ability far surpassing ordinary Tri-Eyed Clan members.

Only a few hundred soldiers appeared on this street. Seeing their own people being hunted down by a bunch of hairless rats, these Tri-Eyed Clan soldiers immediately flew into a rage.

A Tri-Eyed Clan soldier raised his long spear, aiming at the human soldier standing frozen in front of him.

”Whoosh!”

A beam of cold light shot out from the spear’s tip, and in the next instant, it pierced through the human’s neck!

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