Apocalypse Gachapon

Ye Zhongming closed his eyes, yet he could clearly sense everything around him, even better than with his normal vision.

This was the result of his consciousness connecting with the sensors and radar of the close-combat robot’s entire body, allowing the King of Cloud Peak to now see in a full 360 degrees.

He moved extremely fast, leaping over the walls of Cloud Peak and landing outside. After pausing briefly to confirm his direction, he shot forward like an arrow.

Though Cloud Peak Villa was not particularly bustling—it was more of a fortress than a marketplace—critical transactions, such as those involving genetic lifeforms, magic crystal weapons, and the like, still took place within the villa. Outside, people were either coming or going when they witnessed this scene.

They stared in shock at the massive robot seemingly flying through the sky, guessing it must be one of Cloud Peak’s secret weapons. There had just been an intense energy collision somewhere—was this giant machine heading over to resolve the issue? But what were those cables attached to its body?

Less than five seconds after Ye Zhongming left, squads of Cloud Peak warriors surged out of the villa like a raging flood, following their king.

The passersby were stunned, realizing something major must have happened.

They were from factions allied with Cloud Peak—Thousand Beasts Villa, Team Deacon Water, Five Ring Money, Cannibal Chain, and others—and having coincidentally witnessed this, they immediately relayed the news through various means.

Ye Zhongming paid them no mind. He was already approaching his destination. Just a second ago, that terrifying energy collision had occurred again. He was now sure that only level-nine lifeforms could engage in such combat.

One of the energies felt familiar, while the other seemed vaguely recognizable.

When Ye Zhongming reached the edge of the battlefield, stopping at a safe distance, he saw two level-nine lifeforms locked in a standoff.

It was the Death King Tree and the Talking Lady.

They had just separated, each adjusting their stance without launching another attack. Yet the ground between them and their surroundings looked as if it had been bombarded by countless shells—utterly ravaged, a clear testament to the intensity of their earlier clashes.

The appearance of a robot drew the attention of both Death King Tree and Talking Lady.

The benefit of mental control was that Ye Zhongming’s aura could be projected through it, allowing Death King Tree and Talking Lady to recognize who had arrived even without seeing his actual body.

“This shell seems pretty good.” Death King Tree had now taken on a human form. Her once ethereally beautiful face, which had previously been hidden within the tree, was now her real head—though her speech carried a slight Xinjiang accent.

Clad in a tight black leather outfit resembling the heroine from Underworld, her most striking feature was her vibrant green hair. The clothing covered her limbs, making it impossible for Ye Zhongming to see their condition, but her exposed wrists still bore a plant-like appearance.

Talking Lady, on the other hand, said nothing, merely giving Ye Zhongming a faint glance.

“How did you two end up fighting?”

Ye Zhongming’s question was somewhat pointless. Both Death King Tree and Talking Lady had reached a level where their senses were godlike. If beings of the same tier approached within a certain distance, they would inevitably detect each other.

Thus, this conflict was unavoidable.

While both might have various ties to Ye Zhongming, to each other, they were nothing more than nourishment to solidify their realms and advance their strength.

Ye Zhongming’s question was merely an attempt to find an opening to mediate.

Having two level-nine lifeforms fighting so close to Cloud Peak Villa was far from ideal—it could destroy the entire mountain.

“Hold on, I need to teach her a lesson first.”

The Xinjiang-accented Death King Tree spoke again. Her two clashes with Talking Lady had ended in a stalemate, fueling her competitive spirit.

Talking Lady, after a brief glance, also ignored Ye Zhongming, instead focusing on building her momentum alongside the black cat at her feet.

“What I mean is, you two should stop fighting.” Ye Zhongming took a helpless step forward, entering the battlefield.

Do not underestimate this step.

Why had Ye Zhongming stopped at the edge earlier? It was out of respect for the two level-nine lifeforms. He had come to persuade them to stand down.

Both of these beings had deep connections to Cloud Peak—losing either would be disastrous.

But now, the two apex beings seemed to have lost their tempers and were ignoring Ye Zhongming. This was something he could not tolerate. He had to make his stance clear.

Entering the battlefield meant introducing an unpredictable variable into their fight.

“Get out!”

“Get out!”

Death King Tree and Talking Lady simultaneously issued warnings to Ye Zhongming.

Ye Zhongming fell silent for a moment before responding by taking another step forward.

“This is Cloud Peak.”

The deep male voice emitted from the close-combat robot’s speakers drifted into the ears of Death King Tree and Talking Lady, causing them to hesitate.

“Death King Tree, you were able to fulfill your wish because of Cloud Peak’s help. Even if part of your body hasn’t fully transformed into a human form, you’re already close. For your sake, even Sister Hong left the villa to roam the dangerous wilderness.”

“You know how important Liu Zhenghong is to me—to Cloud Peak.”

Death King Tree’s expression flickered, but the intensity of her aura did not diminish.

“Talking Lady, as for you, I saved your life. And while you helped me at Mountain King Wheel, you should understand that was just icing on the cake, not a lifeline. We could have resolved the issue ourselves. The only reason I let you intervene was out of consideration for our long-standing partnership.”

Talking Lady frowned, her gaze shifting back to him. The black cat at her feet glared at Ye Zhongming, its eyes filled with hostility.

“This is Cloud Peak.”

Ye Zhongming repeated this phrase once more. He raised the robot’s arm, pointing toward the distant, towering structures nestled among the mountains.

“That is my home. The home of many.”

Behind him, Xia Bai and the others arrived one after another. Several combat teams formed a semicircular perimeter around the area. Dozens of core eight-star members were evenly positioned at key points, forming an intimidating defensive line.

In the distant sky, Yangos soared slowly, accompanied by the undead fish-dragon and Redhair, who rode on its back.

Other indescribable forces were converging here as well.

“I will not allow anyone to destroy that place—including you two.”

Both Death King Tree and Talking Lady seemed about to speak, but the close-combat robot raised its hand to cut them off.

“What you say doesn’t matter. The only reason I’ve spoken this much is to tell you one thing.”

Ye Zhongming took several more steps forward. The members behind him followed without fear, stepping onto the battlefield.

The roar of the Cloud Peak King suddenly shook the entire space.

“Cut the fucking nonsense! If either of you dares move again, I’ll tear you apart!”