Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

The fire dragon surged forward, leaving no space to dodge inside the carriage.

Deng Shentong withdrew his spear and drew his sword.

White light flickered across his body.

[Saintly Body Enhancement].

Facing the fire dragon, he slashed downward with his sword. The fire dragon was split in two from the middle, surging out of the carriage.

Seeing this, the Wandering Soul’s face twisted with terror, but it quickly morphed into vicious cruelty.

He clenched his fists as his skin slowly turned blood-red, then spat out a mass of crimson flame!

The interior of the carriage began to warp from the scorching heat.

Deng Shentong’s face remained expressionless as he steadily stepped forward.

One moment, he was engulfed by flames.

The next, he burst out from within them, a cold gleam flashing as the tip of his long sword radiated an icy, deadly light, piercing straight through the man’s head!

The light in the Wandering Soul’s eyes slowly faded, and he collapsed onto the floor of the carriage.

Deng Shentong looked up ahead. There, over a dozen Wandering Souls stood waiting for him like a formidable enemy.

“A B-rank mission... what exactly are they transporting?”

Deng Shentong thought calmly to himself.

It wasn’t too troublesome a matter, but he wanted to wrap things up here quickly so he could go eliminate the Transcendent codenamed [Wandering Phantom].

“Let’s finish this fast.”

Deng Shentong stepped forward.

Supernatural powers erupted inside the carriage, followed by a shocking force that shattered the bulletproof glass of the windows.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The special alloy carriage was blasted into twisted, deformed shapes, with human outlines imprinted into the metal.

Deng Shentong moved swiftly through the long carriage. Blood was already splattered everywhere inside. His silver long sword pointed toward the floor as droplets of blood fell one by one, yet not a single stain remained on the blade.

“Boom!”

He kicked the heavy alloy door in front of him right off its hinges. At the end of the carriage, Scarface aimed a large shotgun directly at him.

Deng Shentong calmly glanced at the gun in his hand, then said flatly, “You think something like that will work against me?”

In the Jiangnan Region, weapons and ammunition specifically designed for Transcendents were completely monopolized by Blizzard City.

Anyone other than a region-certified Transcendent possessing such weapons was guilty of a serious crime!

As for ordinary weapons and ammo, to high-level Transcendents, they weren’t even as annoying as a pebble tickling the skin.

Not everyone was Zhang Yi, who had a genius mechanic like Lu Keran crafting his gear.

Scarface let out a cold laugh and tossed the shotgun aside.

“You’re Deng Shentong, captain of the Divine Punishment Squad? I’ve heard of you. Today, let me see what you’re really made of!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he placed his right hand on the carriage wall.

In the next instant, the entire carriage was covered in sharp, jagged ice. Dense ice spikes surged toward Deng Shentong!

Deng Shentong’s steps never paused. The power of Saintly Body Enhancement formed a radiant holy ring around him as he walked straight into the frost storm bristling with barbs like a monster’s maw!

Those razor-sharp ice spikes crumbled on contact with his holy light, utterly unable to get near him.

“Crrrrrack—!”

The ice shattered. Scarface’s face twisted into an expression of shock and disbelief.

He knew the Blizzard City captain was strong, but as the king of the snowfield Wandering Souls, he never imagined the gap between them would be this massive!

Retreat!

The thought flashed through his mind in an instant. Like a fox, he moved swiftly backward, quickly reaching the edge of the carriage.

He placed his right hand on the carriage wall, and frost rapidly spread over the coupling, trying to separate this carriage from the front and shake Deng Shentong off.

But the next second, a flash of white light streaked before his eyes. In his pupils, a tiny glimmer rapidly expanded until it became the razor-sharp tip of a sword!

Scarface’s life flashed before his eyes as the shadow of death completely enveloped him.

Boom!

A furious, icy-blue blizzard exploded from his body, forming a wall between him and Deng Shentong.

The immense supernatural power even stirred up a violent snowstorm across the plains.

But this terrifying force only slowed Deng Shentong down for a single instant.

And it was merely an instant.

The silver holy light burst forth like the sun melting spring snow, dissolving his bitter frost, and then drove the sword straight into his chest!

Scarface looked down at his chest in shock. The sword had already sunk halfway in, piercing straight through him.

“So this is... the strength of a Blizzard City captain?”

Those not affiliated with official institutions or cooperating with them—the Dissidents—had little concept of ability indices.

They only had a rough idea of the general classification of supernatural powers.

So Scarface naturally assumed that, as a Delta-level Transcendent and the roaming king of the snowfields, he was undeniably powerful and not far behind Blizzard City’s captain-level figures.

It was only in this moment, on the brink of death, that he truly saw the gap between himself and a captain.

Deng Shentong pulled the sword out with a sharp “Shing!”. The moment the blood hit the ground, it instantly froze into black-red ice shards.

He looked forward. Out of instinct, he sensed a powerful aura waiting for him ahead.

“There’s actually someone like this among the Wandering Souls?”

Deng Shentong frowned.

Since the dawn of the Great Mutation Era, mutant humans had been multiplying on this world.

Some had even emerged outside of Blizzard City’s control, possessing captain-level strength.

Take Zhang Yi, for example—he was one of the most miraculous existences.

But this world didn’t have just one Zhang Yi.

Every survivor had to fight tooth and nail to live, battling for every scrap of resource.

It was like raising poisonous insects—the weak were weeded out, and only the strong Transcendents survived.

Deng Shentong didn’t let his guard down. In an instant, he unleashed his ultimate ability, [Hymn of Light].

Holy light erupted from him, rapidly swallowing the entire train.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but pure radiance.

This was Deng Shentong’s power—he could manipulate light and strip people of their sight.

But the moment he released his ability, a faint sound of something cutting through the air came from behind the alloy door. It broke through the heavy metal panel, shooting straight toward him.

Deng Shentong’s pupils contracted slightly, his eyes filled with shock.

Using supernatural powers was as natural as breathing for a Transcendent. In that split second, a brief opening appeared in his body—a tiny vulnerability in both focus and power.

And the enemy in the carriage had keenly seized that gap.

He had been waiting all along for Deng Shentong to make the first move, waiting to strike at the perfect moment!

Deng Shentong locked his legs firmly to the ground as his upper body bent backward sharply. He dodged the incoming bullet in a dramatic backward arch!

The bullet tore a vacuum tunnel through the air, punching straight through the carriage behind him, silently annihilating everything in its path.

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