Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 2228: Forceful kill (2)

Several of Wen Hong's metal tentacles lashed out, showing no concession to the little girl and trading blows with her.

This seemed like a very correct move to anyone, because if a great expert chose to dodge when facing someone whose Furelai might only be a few tens of thousands, it would truly be laughable.

But what was surprising was that when these metal tentacles touched the long-handled axe, they were directly deflected back.

Wen Hong, who had been trading blows with White Dragon Horse, suddenly cried out.

To be honest, none of Ye Zhongming and the others understood this sentence, but Little Ninth Brother behind Wen Hong understood it.

It was a warning for him to be on guard.

The fearless little girl descended from the sky, and her long-handled axe struck the huge shield that Wen Hong had formed by drawing out power from within her body, producing a deafening sound. After that, Wen Hong's body, which even White Dragon Horse could not budge, actually retreated to one side.

Behind her had always stood Little Ninth Brother. Her retreat directly exposed him.

None of them had expected that she could truly move Wen Hong.

White Dragon Horse immediately pounced again in front of Wen Hong and launched a fierce attack on her, preventing her from having a chance to reinforce, and creating an opportunity for Ye Zhongming, the Mechanical Prodigy, and White Robe, who was certainly nearby, to kill Little Ninth Brother.

But the exposed Little Ninth Brother was already vastly different from before.

He... or rather, it, had now become a monster.

The head was still there. The body resembled bundles of rolled-up cables, stacked together and not small in size. Floating around its body were nine long-necked monsters, staring at the people before them with dark green eyes. A section of its body remained in the cave behind, invisible.

"Die!"

As Little Ninth Brother's words fell, from the hollow mouths on the heads of the nine long-necked monsters, which were not much different from skulls, dark green spheres shot out. A pungent stench filled the air.

At the moment Wen Hong created the opening, the Mechanical Prodigy and Shan Nu had already launched their attacks. Both had ranged firepower and poured it toward Little Ninth Brother, striking the monster and tearing open chunks of flesh. But when they saw these dark green spheres, the Mechanical Prodigy and Shan Nu still dodged out of the way first.

Ye Zhongming, on the other hand, erected a large shield in front of him.

The dark green spheres struck the mountain wall and the shield, producing thumping sounds as they bored large holes into everything they touched. This startled both Ye Zhongming and the Mechanical Prodigy.

Even for things with strong corrosive properties, it would take some time, right? But these things pierced right through—too terrifying.

Ye Zhongming jumped aside directly. His hands brushed in the air, and the shield with several large holes instantly decomposed into countless metal needles. With his movements, they flew toward Little Ninth Brother.

After his strength had surged, even if his abilities and techniques were not completely at will, they could definitely be called ever-changing.

This ability directly utilized his top-tier craftsman skill, instantly decomposing the equipment in front of him into the form he desired, and launching it with energy.

He did not really intend to kill Little Ninth Brother with such a move; he just wanted to counter the dark green spheres spat out by the nine ghost heads around Little Ninth Brother.

Mountain Rage disappeared back into Ye Zhongming's space. After the Mechanical Prodigy dodged, he knew that this was not the time to hold back. Like the little girl who was now languishing on the ground, he probably had only one chance to attack.

He uttered some garbled syllables from his mouth. His mechanical mount clanked and clattered as it changed shape, drawing in the metal scattered around from Wen Hong's earlier battle. After transforming, it attached to itself, instantly forming a huge mechanical object.

It looked like a massive cannon.

Then, the muzzle of the massive cannon lit up, and a thick energy beam shot out.

Ye Zhongming was close by. He did not look at how Little Ninth Brother fared against the energy beam; the first thing he saw was that after the Mechanical Prodigy fired this shot, his mount directly collapsed, scattering into many fragments around him, revealing a tender, pink little boy.

What a delicately beautiful child!

Although Ye Zhongming knew this guy was certainly not a child anymore, he still felt that only this word, used to describe women or children, could describe him.

No wonder that Ferrosian little girl was so devoted to him, even willing to betray her race.

The Mechanical Prodigy slumped to the ground. He lightly pointed his finger at the fragments all over the floor, and these things instantly turned into mechanical ants, rushing toward Wen Hong.

Also attacking together was White Robe. His target was not Little Ninth Brother, as everyone thought, but Wen Hong, which even the enemy had not expected.

After his earlier attack, which seemed to have little effect, White Robe unexpectedly did not switch targets.

In his view, this would not only have an unexpected effect but also allow him to eliminate the most troublesome one first.

At least White Robe believed that Wen Hong was much harder to deal with than Little Ninth Brother.

When White Robe appeared this time, he also used his ultimate skill. His hands glowed with light and gently patted Wen Hong's back.

In such an intense battle, a great expert assassin like White Robe was the most hated and feared by all enemy targets.

Disappearing silently, appearing silently.

Fierce attacks, vicious techniques.

Even though Wen Hong had been on guard, White Robe's sudden appearance and the extremely tricky position—right in her visual blind spot—meant his hands patted her back before she noticed.

This time, Wen Hong also went all out. Those iron chains completely abandoned their attack on White Dragon Horse and madly assaulted the area where White Robe had appeared and disappeared.

White Robe had already disappeared but was hit by this area attack and had to reappear. He continuously swung the weapons in his hands to block the ubiquitous iron chains around him.

Wen Hong's back, in a place unseen by everyone, began to crack. At first, the wound was small, but later it grew larger and larger. Even though Wen Hong continuously used her ability to metalize the wound, she could not counteract this strange damage.

At the same time as White Robe was sent flying, she could no longer hold on. Her body leaned forward, forcing her to kneel on one knee. Only with the help of her tentacles did she not fall.

Wen Hong's vision was filled with red. In that instant just now, she had suddenly felt her body grow heavy, her movement difficult. She felt her body become fragile, her defenses lowered, and even her perception was not quite sharp.

This situation was certainly caused by the opponent's attacks on her body, but she did not know when it had happened.

The wound on her back was still expanding, and White Dragon Horse had already charged up and crashed into Wen Hong's chest. The dragon scales all over its body stood up, and it launched a frenzied attack on Wen Hong with its dragon claws and fangs.

Flesh was gradually stripped away. Wen Hong knew she was going to die, but to her own surprise, she felt no regret, and even a hint of relief.

In her final moments, she cast one last glance at Little Ninth Brother, leaving behind the same mockery as before.

Seeing Wen Hong fall, the Mechanical Prodigy, Ye Zhongming, and White Robe, who was lying on the ground—all of whom had contributed to this attack—breathed a sigh of relief.

There were still 80 seconds until the end.