Apocalypse Gachapon

Some sounds of battle came from the direction where the red-haired woman had risen earlier—the female guards and those mutated creatures had clearly already clashed.

The distance of the sounds changed rapidly. At this speed, the female guards were approaching swiftly.

The eyes of the level-nine Snow Wolf King flickered with surprise.

It was astonished by this human’s strength and by the power of his subordinates.

“Who are you, human? Tell me your name.”

Instead of attacking immediately, the Snow Wolf King asked Ye Zhongming for his name.

Ye Zhongming sneered. “Don’t act so high and mighty. You’ve only evolved for a few days—what are you pretending for?”

“This is an insult to a king.” The Snow Wolf King had clearly not only reached the pinnacle of evolutionary rank, its intelligence and learning from humans had also reached a very high level.

“A living king is the only true king.”

Ye Zhongming’s response was unyielding, making the Snow Wolf King begin to believe that this human truly intended to kill it today.

It was puzzled.

Indeed, the enemy had eight level-eight beings, but its side also had four, and it itself was a level-nine lifeform, giving it the advantage in strength. That wasn’t even counting the fact that nearly half of Black Dragon City was under its control through the mutated creatures. How could this human be so confident?

By learning from and imitating humans, the Snow Wolf King knew that this species, once at the top of the planet’s food chain, was a complex existence. They could be brave, kind, humble, friendly, despicable, sinister, submissive, and fawning.

Yet one thing remained the same—after entering the great era of evolution, they all cherished their lives.

The Snow Wolf King believed Ye Zhongming was no exception.

If this human also valued his life, why didn’t he retreat in the face of its superiority? Instead, he acted as if he could kill it.

Did he truly have some hidden advantage?

Thinking of the countless wheels scattered across the land, the Snow Wolf King confirmed its suspicion.

This guy must have some method to deal with it!

Humans—truly shameless!

The Snow Wolf King’s head tilted slightly, a gesture its subordinates recognized as a sign of its contemplation and decision-making.

Soon, it decided it still needed to test the waters.

But it had no intention of testing them itself.

It raised its head and let out a resounding howl into the sky!

A majestic and heavy sound echoed over the entirety of Black Dragon City.

The mutated creatures on its side heard it and immediately charged toward the battlefield. The humans heard it too, and many realized what it meant—silence fell over them, as if holding their breath in fear.

A level-nine lifeform entering Black Dragon City was nothing short of a disaster for them.

Soon, mutated creatures appeared around the relatively small battlefield, prowling, snarling, crouching, waiting.

By the time the horde of zombies not far away arrived, the people of Cloud Peak were completely surrounded. Even the female guards, upon arrival, were trapped within the encirclement.

The Snow Wolf King’s side gained four more level-eight beings.

But the humans also gained two more eight-star evolved.

Xiao Min and another person—both eight-star evolved.

“Attack!”

The Snow Wolf King issued the command in human language to display its authority.

At this moment, the people of Cloud Peak were in grave danger.

Forget the sheer number of high-level enemies—just the quantity of mutated creatures alone was staggering. A rough estimate put their numbers at over 100,000, while Cloud Peak had only a few hundred. The numerical disparity was far too great, even if their average evolutionary level was high. Ants could kill an elephant through sheer numbers.

After all, Cloud Peak had once used overwhelming numbers to kill level-eight lifeforms through concentrated attacks.

The level-nine Snow Wolf King, inherently suspicious, feared that Ye Zhongming might pose a genuine threat. Thus, it chose to drive these mutated creatures forward as a test.

“Ah!”

But suddenly, without warning, the red-haired woman on the back of the undead fish-dragon let out a sharp scream.

The sound wasn’t particularly loud to human ears—perhaps only slightly louder than normal speech, around 60 or 70 decibels?

But to the mutated creatures, it was like a demonic shriek.

The entire horde of mutated creatures first fell into silence, then erupted into chaos.

The mutated animals became disoriented, their heads splitting with pain. Some of the lower-level ones even began bleeding from their mouths, eyes, and ears. To alleviate the agony, some rolled on the ground, some ran wildly in all directions, some shook their heads like enraged bulls, and some simply crashed into the creatures around them.

In an instant, their formation collapsed.

Only the higher-level ones fared slightly better, attempting to control the others, but with little success.

The zombies, numbering over 50,000, also fell into disarray, though in a different way.

Under the red-haired woman’s sustained scream, they grew eerily quiet. Then, their bodies turned in unison toward the mutated animals.

Their hostility toward Cloud Peak gradually faded.

Some of the higher-level zombies, like the few level-eight zombie kings, still struggled and hesitated. But the lower-level ones had already begun attacking their former “allies.”

This happened because the Snow Wolf King’s control over the mutated creatures wasn’t based on psychic power but on its level-nine oppressive aura.

This method of control was inherently unstable. The mutated creatures were well aware they were being coerced. Though they obeyed orders, their execution was far worse than if they had been under mental domination.

If a psychic-type lifeform had been in charge of this battle—someone like Lie’er—the mutated creatures in Black Dragon City would have gathered silently before launching a coordinated assault on the entrances to Blood Street.

In that case, Black Dragon City would have fallen instantly.

But the Snow Wolf King couldn’t do that. It lacked finesse, could only control a limited number of mutated creatures, and even that required the help of its subordinates.

The red-haired woman, however, was a psychic-type lifeform with an innate ability to control other creatures, especially zombies. Her mental interference had now delivered a psychic shock to the other mutated creatures while briefly dominating the zombies.

Even if her strength was inferior to the Snow Wolf King’s, in this aspect, the latter was no match for her.

The red-haired woman had resolved the most immediate crisis with a single move. Though she couldn’t maintain complete control over the zombies for long, for now, nothing here could threaten Cloud Peak’s forces.

Ye Zhongming seized the opportunity. Almost immediately, when the red-haired woman acted, he activated his bloodline and charged alone onto the ruins.

The nation’s number one evolved was now moving toward the Snow Wolf King—ranked sixth on the national mutated creature leaderboard.