Apocalypse Gachapon

The situation of the formation masters and Huozhi was unclear to Kunzuo, but this did not prevent him from continuing to attack the mist.

At the beginning, this mist was not yet too far down; it seemed that its total amount was limited. The Huo'er Star people, divided into ten batches, were still able to hold it up, so each batch had sufficient time to rest.

But gradually, the mist descended faster and faster, and its total amount increased. The Huo'er Star people had to split into five batches to hold it up.

But after an unknown amount of time again, the mist once again gained the upper hand. They could only split into three batches, each exceeding one hundred thousand people, to make the mist descend a bit slower.

After the outside brightened and darkened several times, Kunzuo and the other great experts also began to join the ranks of the attack. Only in this way could the height of the mist be maintained.

But this situation left everyone feeling despair.

Because this endless attack had no visible end.

When touching the mist, they were corroded by it. Raini-grade was useless as well. The attacks could only temporarily stop it, not solve it.

No matter who, being in this situation for a long time could not maintain a good mood.

Kunzuo was the same. Only what he did not understand was why the Su Clan people could hold on for so long!

They did not know how many days had passed, because they had lost their sense of time. Only the thoughts of attacking the gray mist and seizing rest remained.

Finally, at a certain moment, the descending speed of the mist increased again. Even when all Huo'er Star people launched attacks, they could not stop it from slowly falling. When the mist pressed down overhead, the Huo'er Star people had to start bending their bodies, Kunzuo included.

In despair, everyone felt strong unwillingness!

What, exactly, was this thing!

One person finally touched the mist and let out a miserable howl. He felt his body was fading away. At that moment, he used all his abilities and launched an attack on the mist.

After the attack, the mist around his body thinned a bit, making his headless corpse clear.

This seemed to be a signal.

Screams of agony began to sound one after another. The entire Huo'er Star people's formation fell into complete chaos. Although the power exploded when lives were threatened caused the mist to rise in some places, it was only in certain positions. The overall mist was still descending.

Every Huo'er Star person fought desperately. All kinds of last-resort items were thrown out.

Inside the energy giant walls, the most intense energy collision erupted.

Outside the giant walls, the last ten Su Clan formation masters were exiting from the giant walls and, like the one hundred ten companions before them, were exploded into blood mist.

The energy giant walls became blurred.

In the air, Huozhi's skin all over his body had cracked open. But apart from his clothes, there was no blood elsewhere... because it had mostly flowed out.

His appearance at this moment was extremely miserable.

But Huozhi was still alive. He still used his last bit of life force to support the energy giant walls, because only in this way could he kill and wound more Huo'er Star people and create better conditions for achieving the goal later.

But at a certain moment, Huozhi's vision went black. He only felt his body falling, and then he knew nothing.

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Pushing time back, outside the energy giant walls, several thousand people gathered together to eat and rest.

They were the members previously sent out by the Huo'er Star people to monitor the various races. Either they had received news, or they had completed their missions and returned. In short, at this moment, they had gathered here and wanted to open the giant walls from the outside.

But just like their fellow clansmen inside, they tried many methods without any effect.

However, at least the attacks were not reflected.

Of course, they did make discoveries. They at least discovered that at the roots of the energy giant walls, there were formation masters who had merged with the giant walls. They occasionally exited and exploded during the attacks.

Like Kunzuo, they guessed that intensifying the attacks would make the energy giant walls disappear. But their numbers were too small. After each bout of attacking, they had to rest for half a day.

Now, it was precisely the interval between their attacks.

But before these Huo'er Star people could finish eating, they stood up one after another.

They saw a group of flying lifeforms in the distance that seemed to be attacking some prey. But ten minutes later, at least a thousand mutated lifeforms were basically completely wiped out.

They looked at each other and assumed a battle formation.

About half an hour later, a huge army appeared before them.

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"Please choose to allocate points..."

That voice sounded again, as if urging the three people and one dragon who were feeling somewhat uncivilized in their hearts.

Jie Su looked back and saw that the sparks were still blocking sight and sound. Clearly, in this regard, the mysterious existence inside this mountain belly was still fair, at least not letting the so-called guardians watch them allocate reward points.

"We should... be able to win, right?" White Robe said somewhat uncertainly.

Previously, both Jie Su and the White Dragon Horse could sense that Wen Hong and Little Ninth Brother were of the same level. This indicated that they were very strong. But their side was not bad either. The number of same-level experts was equal. Their side also had Ye Zhongming, whose strength after transformation was no less than theirs. The winning chance should be higher.

There was another point. White Robe had heard very clearly earlier that when Wen Hong and Little Ninth Brother entered this place, their strength had been very weak. They had completed three rounds of trials here, and their evolution to the great expert level mainly relied on the Fusion Method.

Then, if one assumed that the trial content for each group was exactly the same, and the reward points obtained were also the same, then the strength of those two people should be weaker than Jie Su and the White Dragon Horse. After all, Wen Hong and Little Ninth Brother had a weaker foundation.

But White Robe suddenly realized again that he had been mistaken. The other side only had two people. If the total points were the same, each of them would definitely receive more reward points than they did. The difference in points would be enough to make up for the previous gap in their Furelai.

White Robe shook his head, feeling that it was really hard to judge which side was stronger.

After Jie Su looked at the displayed graphics, he said to Ye Zhongming, "Although there were no free points this time, each of us received quite a lot. Since you know more about our opponents this time, you will allocate our points. You decide what to buy, or to exchange them directly for Furelai."

Let the professional do the professional's job. Jie Su felt that Ye Zhongming definitely knew Wen Hong and Little Ninth Brother better than they did. So let him lead this battle.

Ye Zhongming did not decline. He looked at the points, thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Below great expert, every increase of ten thousand Furelai brings a noticeable small leap in strength. After advancing to great expert, does it still happen like this?"

Ye Zhongming asked Jie Su.

This question would not get an answer in the Star-Eye Clan. As for whether there were records... Ye Zhongming had not looked through them before, so he did not know.

"Yes," Jie Su answered.

"Very well." Ye Zhongming looked at Jie Su and the White Dragon Horse and said, "Exchange your points for Furelai."