Apocalypse Gachapon

"Gone? Where did they go?"

Only after much difficulty did the mechanical genius obtain permission from those guarding the Overlapping Water Dead Zone to enter the base. The news he received was that the people Ye Zhongming had asked him to find had all left.

From Huozhi to the two Star-Eye Lords to Cheng Liujin, all of them had left the encampment. Not a single one was there!

He reacted for a moment, weighed his options, and then asked in which direction they had left. He wanted to go after them himself.

The person left behind was a deputy order leader of the Gold Camp. After learning that this person came from the same home planet as Ye Zhongming, he had come to believe him somewhat. Only this person, always inside his mechanical war beast, was tight-lipped and refused to say what exactly the message from Ye Zhongming was.

The deputy order leader did not continue to ask. He felt it did not matter whether he asked or not, because he had already guessed roughly what the information was.

Ye Zhongming, White Robe, and Jie Su were together. This person had been sent to deliver a message. What else could it be? Ninety percent likely that they were fine, and the people in the camp should not act rashly!

But now, the great army had already set off!

He had the mechanical genius and the young girl he brought rest, and immediately sent people to chase after them!

He gave these one hundred people an order: no matter what, they must catch up with the main force, because this concerned the lives of over 160,000 warriors!

Apart from the several tens of thousands of people left in the camp, the Su Clan and the small races had a total of over 160,000 people set off. Others did not know their true purpose, but the deputy order leader did.

If the situation required the Star-Eye Clan to fight desperately, then so be it. The clan had lived like that for all these years.

But if fighting could be avoided, especially when the opponent was the Huo'er Star people, who had a peak expert and a bunch of great experts, it was better not to fight.

Because of his duty, he could not leave. On the Su Clan side, he did not know anyone either. So he could only send out the most outstanding one hundred Star-Eye Clan warriors, have them carry the message, and catch up with the main force.

After learning this, the mechanical genius did not rest either. He set off with these one hundred people.

The deputy order leader stood beneath the Kepaisi Sky Cover, watching the fading shadows ahead, and sighed silently.

He hoped they would make it in time.

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White Robe dodged two energy blasts flying at him from behind, rolled with the momentum, and hid in the shadow of a pile of supplies, disappearing from sight, leaving behind a pursuit force of several thousand.

When he reappeared, he had already completed several more kills and set fire to two more tents.

The night gave White Robe immense freedom to move, allowing him to utilize the Star-Eye Clan's characteristics fully.

While Jie Su, like a bright lamp, attracted the Eight Heads' experts to come and stop him, there were few in the camp who could pose a threat to White Robe.

This Silver Order Leader of the Star-Eye Clan was having quite a satisfying time killing.

He drank a bottle of potion, rested for a moment in an inconspicuous dark corner, then took out a spare weapon and prepared to continue his hunting journey.

But White Robe suddenly stopped, took two steps back, and looked at a corner of this place. There was a photo album screen that had been knocked down at some unknown time. The key point was not the slowly flowing images and photos on it, but the time displayed at the top.

"It's been... many days already??" White Robe looked at the display on it, deeply surprised.

In his, Ye Zhongming's, and Jie Su's perception, the consecutive trials had been continuous. These several rounds probably took only two or three days, right? That was even considering the time Ye Zhongming had spent earlier studying equipment decomposition.

But in reality, that did not seem to be the case. The time they had spent going through these trials exceeded their perception.

After all, their terminals had already stopped working.

What was going on?

White Robe felt a bit creeped out.

At their level, they were actually very sensitive to time. Even if they could not pinpoint it to the minute, the perceived time would never be off by more than half an hour. So what had caused the误差 in their perception?

Was that mountain belly a mysterious, sealed space? Or had they entered a strange flow of time?

But their trials were clearly on the same planet, and their opponents were lifeforms here. They had even run into acquaintances!

White Robe could not figure it out. He decided to tell Ye Zhongming and Jie Su the news when he saw them.

No matter how unwilling he was to admit it, not only Jie Su but even Ye Zhongming had already surpassed him. He had to work hard.

White Robe looked at the figures outside, and a strong fervor arose within him!

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Jie Su tossed aside someone who should have been a clan leader of the Eight Heads. That person soon had no life.

In this short while, he had already killed four clan leaders.

After this, he withdrew his formations.

The people who had been retreating all around stopped.

Had that terrifying lightning formation disappeared?

For them, the everpresent lightning was simply a nightmare. No one could survive inside it for more than five minutes, not even those clan leaders.

This might be the formidable power of a great expert using secret techniques.

But now, those terrifying thunderclouds had disappeared. Did that mean... the skill had timed out? Or did this Su Clan member's energy not suffice to sustain this attack?

Did this mean an opportunity had arrived?

The clan leaders, who had been terrified but still alive, looked at each other and decided to take a risky gamble.

After all, they had no retreat. If they lost this camp, they would be homeless for the next several tens of days. On a planet full of lifeforms and parasites everywhere, without companions, without supplies, without defensive positions, that would almost be seeking death.

If possible, no one wanted to be chased and killed like this.

Now an opportunity had appeared. They had to try, whether it would work or not.

Under their orders and encouragement, over ten thousand people gradually gathered around them. They launched an attack together toward Jie Su, who was in the midst of them.

"I am a member of the Su Clan. Have you forgotten?" Jie Su said softly. He raised both hands, and over a hundred beams of light erupted from the ground around him. Anyone touched by them was directly melted away.

During the previous attacks, this rising star of the Su Clan had quietly completed the laying out of a formation and activated it at this moment.

At the same time, from the surroundings of the Eight Heads' camp, shaking sounds came, growing louder and louder. A putrid smell appeared in the air.

At the same time, some calls appeared, then gradually became dense, and finally formed a terrifying wave of sound. Like the tremors, the tide surged toward the encampment.

A white shadow rushed from afar to the sky above the camp. It was Ye Zhongming riding the White Dragon Horse. His gaze met Jie Su's in the air. They smiled at each other. Both knew that this trial was over.