Wang raised his head.
Yao Yuan, dressed in white, approached with his hands behind his back, riding a sword.
Wang narrowed his eyes. "Kid, you look familiar."
Yao Yuan remained silent.
He lightly tapped his right foot and leaped into the air, the flying sword beneath his feet flying into his hand.
The surrounding sword energy shot straight into the sky, converging into a white point of light above Yao Yuan's head.
The manager appeared shortly after, his blood and energy surging and concentrating in his fists.
Wang clicked his tongue in amazement. "Your little toys have truly exceeded my expectations."
"If it were just me, I might have really failed today."
"But now that we're together, this is my complete self!"
Having said that, the king's mouth suddenly opened wide, transforming into a gigantic maw no less impressive than the Brother Devour 'Abyss.
The Ring Mountains chief, barely clinging to life, wanted to resist, but was powerless to do so, and could only watch helplessly as the bottomless black hole drew ever closer to him.
The manager's gaze sharpened. "Get started!"
boom--
He slammed his fists into the empty space in front of him, and the force of his fists exploded with a thunderous roar.
Space cracked inch by inch, and the fist's energy surged forward relentlessly, heading straight for the king's face.
With a light slash of his three-foot-long sword, Yao Yuan sent the white light spot landing on Wang's head.
Immediately, the light burst forth.
Countless sword energies, like a young girl's long hair, fluttered down.
The fist's energy arrived at that moment, joining the sword energy to engulf the king.
The king had already swallowed the Ring Mountains chieftain, who was now only half-dead.
His previously weak state suddenly began to rise steadily.
Yellow sand formed a sphere around it, firmly enveloping it.
boom--
The sword energy and fist aura struck like a heavy hammer, Annihilation both simultaneously.
The violent force swept outwards, shattering the surrounding space.
The aura emanating from the king was still gradually increasing.
At the same time, his body became more slender.
In the words of his clones, he's more like Skinny Dog.
"I never imagined that my unintentional act would allow me to turn the tide today." The king's eyes were full of mockery.
A hundred years ago, he deliberately diverted some of his forces to "fight in the wild."
Now that he has reclaimed all his past power, he has not only reached his complete form, but his strength has also broken through, shattering Apocalypse's weakness buff.
The manager in the distance had a solemn expression.
"The aura of Demigod."
Previously, the king wasn't this strong, and with the help of the Apocalypse Tower, he still had the power to fight.
Now that the King's strength has broken through, and the Apocalypse Tower is also out of commission, the administrators really can't think of any way to turn the tide.
Yao Yuan remained unfazed, the longsword in his hand trembling incessantly, emitting melodious sword cries.
"I remember who you are." Wang looked at Yao Yuan's face, his eyes suddenly flashing.
" The Sword Immortal from four hundred years ago used the exact same moves you just used."
Upon hearing Wang's words, it was as if a lightning bolt struck the manager's mind, and the hazy memories became clear.
He then remembered who Yao Yuan was.
Human Race Sword Immortal!
The man who almost killed the king in front of him with a single sword strike.
He came back to life.
The manager couldn't help but recall what Qin Ze had said to him back in the shelter.
"Could they really come from the past?"
The manager's resolve to remain humbled was rekindled.
That man is there.
This time, we might actually win.
Wang muttered to himself, "I remember I clearly tore you to pieces."
"But it doesn't matter. I can't be bothered to think about how you ended up in front of me."
Now all I need to do is tear you apart again.
The sword intent within Yao Yuan surged skyward.
Countless sword lights lifted up an impenetrable curtain in the sky, locking onto the king.
Wang wanted to escape the sword intent's lock.
Seeing this, the manager immediately closed in and entangled Yao Yuan, buying him time.
Several green vines broke through the ground and wrapped themselves tightly around the king.
Bright red rose petals fluttered in the sky, and Fairy stood far behind Yao Yuan.
She was well aware of her own limitations and could only provide limited support remotely.
The yellow sand, like sharp knives, sliced around the green vines on the king's body, instantly shattering them.
Immediately afterwards, the yellow sand coalesced into a thick city wall, moving at high speed to block the advancing administrators.
The manager is like a martial artist who hones his physical skills; all his power lies in his fists.
His blood and qi condensed in his fists, making them as hot as branding irons.
Bang--
The city wall was shattered by the administrator's punch, and he accelerated again, aiming for the king's face.
" Ten-Thousandfold Force Fist!"
whoosh--
Wang Pang's enormous body vanished from the spot.
The manager's powerful punch, capable of splitting a mountain, missed its mark.
The next second, the hairs on his body stood on end.
As soon as he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of Wang standing behind him out of the corner of his eye.
The king's long arm, like a sharp knife, slashed down diagonally, attempting to cut the administrator in half.
Damn it!
It was too late for the managers to turn things around.
A floral fragrance suddenly lingered at the tip of my nose.
Flowers fell from the sky, instantly piling up on the king.
The Fairy's Flower Burial sealed the king for a brief 0.5 seconds.
The manager turned around and delivered another Ten-Thousandfold Force Fist.
The blow landed squarely on the king's chest.
The violent force of the punch scattered the flower petals and sent the manager flying dozens of meters.
Wang, having regained his mobility, looked down at his chest, which was caved in, but was recovering at a visible rate.
Zheng--
A hundred meters in the air, a flash of sword light appeared.
The white sword energy crashed down like a waterfall cascading vertically.
Rumble--
The stone pillar rose rapidly from the king's feet, colliding with the sword energy.
Although it shattered upon contact, the sword energy still paused for a moment.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang moved again, his sword energy falling straight down, but only carving a large crater in the ground.
Wang Chu emerged from the distant void and scratched his head.
There's something there, but not much.
Yao Yuan frowned slightly.
[ Yao Yuan: If he doesn't weaken his strength, it'll be hard to win]
In Shelter No. 20, Qin Ze looked at Brother Yuanzi's words in the chat group with a solemn expression.
" The Polluter are approaching. Engage them in ten minutes!"
The short, thin man looked at the radar screen on the terminal and immediately shouted loudly to the martial artists around him.
Soldiers and scavengers joined forces, intending to raze Shelter No. 20 to the ground.
The martial artists showed no fear.
They have been waiting for this battle for four hundred years.
Qin Ze asked the short, thin man next to him, "Can Apocalypse still be launched?"
The short, thin man shook his head. "The shelter's energy is completely depleted; it can't support Apocalypse's second launch."
Qin Ze: "Besides that reactor, are there any other energy sources that can support it?"
The short, thin man paused for a moment, then said, "Sufficient Source of Life can allow Apocalypse to launch again."
Qin Ze's expression lit up.
He has the Source of Life.
Leaving aside the few bottles of Life Essence that Zi Yue gave him left, the Source of Life for the cattle and horses alone is also a considerable sum.
Use the cattle and horses to fill in first, and then use the Life Essence if that's not enough.
"Only with the Source of Life of two hundred thousand Low-Level Martial Artist can the Apocalypse be unleashed."
Qin Ze's face fell upon hearing this.
Two hundred thousand is not enough, even if you add the fertilized eggs from the shelter.