Chapter 657 - My Doomsday Territory

**Apocalypse Lord - Chapter 657: Counterattack** "General, both angels are hovering over the city. We can't use high-powered missiles, and the armed helicopters... have already been recalled." Against the angels, the helicopters were ineffective. Missiles failed to reach their targets, exploding before impact, while bullets from machine guns couldn't even pierce the thin layer of light surrounding them. Worse still, the helicopters shot down suffered substantial damage. Our pride in modern technology seemed laughable in front of these two angels—utterly ineffective. “Is there really a god?” The general murmured, a sense of helplessness overwhelming him. “When will the elders arrive?” “They're on their way, but it'll take at least thirteen more minutes…” In Anxia, the elders are the pinnacle of individual combat strength. Even before the emergence of the elemental energy, each of them was a renowned martial arts master. Since awakening, they've forged ahead on this unknown path. After acquiring a complete cultivation method from the immortals, the elders made significant breakthroughs. Nonetheless, the general was well aware that, despite their prowess, they couldn't withstand heavy machine-gun fire, let alone crush missiles with their bare hands. “This time, the elders are donned in the War Armor newly developed by the Research Department, so they should…” The adjutant wanted to say they could match the two angels, but after witnessing the “divine might” of the angels, he couldn't bring himself to utter the words. Are we just to watch helplessly as Anxia's citizens fall under the enemy's spell, becoming sheep for the Drifting God Cult? “What about the immortals? What have they said?” The general asked, fearing further bad news. “They said their reinforcements have already been dispatched.” “That’s good to hear.” The general clenched his fists, his anger boiling, yet he dared not act recklessly. More and more people were kneeling, foreheads to the ground, chanting divine names, forming a belief, and the intangible power converged. Above, the golden light behind the masked angel grew ever more dazzling, appearing like a solar wheel visible for miles. "Bang!" A dull thud echoed from out of nowhere. On the twisted face of the angel, a thumb-sized hole appeared. In an instant, it expanded, the edges crumbling away, piece by piece. --- On the rooftop of an abandoned building in the east of Anhu City. Shea puffed on his pipe, the smoke ring expanding slowly into the word “loneliness.” “Who would've thought I’d become this powerful?” He leaned on his divine weapon, feigning an air of mastery, but his facade broke in under half a second. Reflecting on his journey, Shea could only sigh. When he was at the awakening stage, he could battle opponents three or four levels higher, proud of his explosive art. Yet, upon reaching the extraordinary stage, he found himself in decline. The rune bullets fell short against extraordinary forces, even enhanced by his explosive power. They still couldn’t compare to the top-tier talents in the Green Shade. Beam weapons couldn't integrate with his abilities, and the explosive force wasn't a high-tier talent, incomparable to certain advanced spells. He was an ADC with insufficient output; the path of the gunner was becoming more and more narrow for him. Until recently, when he received the "Light of Destruction" from the lord, infusing it with his own abilities, his talent evolved so that the “Destructive Power” was no longer limited to rune bullets. “Even the smoke rings I blow out carry destructive power. Who can stand against me now? Playing with guns and cannons is the romance of men, but why do so few understand this?” In Green Shade, the "Gunner Class" didn’t attract much attention. The beginner and intermediate classes still had some students, but the advanced classes were sparse. The profession burned money, lacked notable top experts, and most gunner students took it as a secondary discipline for long-range support in teams. Now things were different. With his mastery of the "Destructive Power," once he stepped into the second stage, the gunner path would finally have a leading figure. Shea decided to recruit new talents from the “World Tree Academy.” “Uh, wait…” Shea estimated his future power post-breakthrough, acknowledging that rushing things might not be wise when comparing himself to Elian, who led the "Spell Class," or Kong, the head of the "Sword Class." In the distance, The masked angel’s body disintegrated inch by inch, silently falling from the sky. The other, slightly stronger masked angel, barely realized what had happened and immediately turned to Shea, several kilometers away. It seemed he was still in a daze! The masked angel ignited with rage, his wings stirring up a storm like a flash of lightning crossing the sky. Divine Retribution! Several dark red lightning arcs erupted through the sky, as a sword of condensed energy materialized in the angel’s hands. As the sword descended, the abandoned building beneath Shea exploded into debris before the sword reached him, clouds of dust rising skyward. Boom! The turbulent air swept towards the west, Shea spread his arms in the air, allowing the dark red arcs to strike his body, only to be absorbed by the silver mechanical armor he wore. His left hand, lined with intricate designs, materialized a hand cannon. In his right, he wielded a revolver machine gun. The mechanical armor shifted, extending two cannon barrels from his back aimed at the distant target. At his feet, a black box opened automatically, releasing several silver-white orbs that seemed like eyeballs, pooling their energy at the forefront. Boom! In that instant, the orbs, hand cannon, machine gun, and cannon barrels unleashed a simultaneous volley. The angel’s mighty sword beam, stretching tens of meters long, disintegrated instantly amidst the dazzling brilliance. Along with his body, unable to resist even for a second, it left only remnants of his form crashing down from the sky. "Overcooked again, roasted to a crisp..." --- “We are immensely grateful for the support from the immortals. This is a token of our appreciation.” A high-ranking official opened a box revealing dazzling crystals of varying colors—law fragment crystals. The quantity surpassed the previous transaction. However, Tang Yu felt exasperated, couldn't they store them separately? Different law fragment crystals placed together could interfere with one another! At worst, a sudden reaction could cause everything nearby to be annihilated into a black hole. He checked carefully; fortunately, the Anxia officials likely collected them from various locations and hadn't stored them together for long, so the impact was minimal. He discreetly pocketed them into the world ring, separating the law fragment crystals. A total of twenty-one, counting those from previous trades and the occasional finds near the rifts, the total exceeded thirty, covering ten major categories of laws: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, wind, thunder, dark, and space. They were enough to replicate a “Comprehension Stele” like those from the Holy City. These were his resources. “I wonder how Sect Master Tang views the God of Tribulation. If you take action, how confident are you?” View it? Through a computer screen, of course. The God of Tribulation’s manifestation had only been seen on his computer, but he understood well from various sources that it was a true deity, unlike the fraudulent Frog God. The threat of roast frog elicited panic in the Frog God, unable to explain how it became divine—it had not mastered any deity-creating technique! But the God of Tribulation definitely had, even crafting divine envoys. A deity comparable to a third-stage transcendent, and on its home turf, Lord Tang frankly had zero confidence... In a fight. Maybe Nancy could achieve a draw? But a draw was not what he sought. Sky Blue Star wasn’t like Planet Eno or Earth. It was a typical primary life planet, incapable of withstanding the residual energy from a battle between domain-level fighters. The aftermath of a similar battle might destroy a single mountain on Earth, but on Sky Blue Star, it could obliterate entire mountain ranges. Before Nancy and the God of Tribulation could settle their battle, Tarlin and the surrounding countries might already be gone. A mere equal fight wouldn't eradicate a deity. If the God of Tribulation turned out stronger than anticipated, that would spell trouble. He pondered for a moment. “The God of Tribulation's power is unclear, but one thing is certain, it thrives on faith, just as faith can be its downfall. As long as we halt the Drifting God Cult’s activities and dismantle the faith in Tarlin, we can weaken the God of Tribulation.” ---