Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 1205: Falling

“Master!”

When the current protector felt the blood dripping on his face, he shouted with sadness.

He didn’t know how the former protector, his master, survived. But to him, it was enough that he had the chance to see his Master again.

But his Master used his own life force to make up for the lack of Punishment of the God's energy to stimulate the attacks to fire more quickly.

The current protector knew what the consequences were.

“This is our duty.”

The former protector looked at his heir. After accepting the energy they transmitted, he didn’t use the next Punishment of the Gods. It was as if he could see the Saint Father’s situation; he chose to store energy.

“Master!” The current protector knew what was happening. His Master had taught him all the secrets and techniques of the Posthumous People, including this secret technique.

“This place will collapse. Bring the saint roots and head to the place called Earth. Find it a home, find a home for the Posthumous people!”

His body swelled up several times, and the rate at which the blood dropped increased. The drizzle became a storm.

“As for other things… Let them go with me.”

He turned into a giant black hole that started to absorb energy. The former protector knew that the light couldn’t trap the Saint Father for long and that he would break free soon.

The moment he did, even if they had enough energy to sustain the Punishment of the Gods, he wouldn’t be able to hit him.

If that was the case, the Posthumous People might be finished.

Someone who had never been through the attacks of a level nine expert wouldn’t know how terrifying they were.

They were a whole different type of lifeform.

Things had reached this stage. The former protector didn’t hesitate. He had to do everything he could so that he would have a chance to use what the ancestors left them to kill this invader and ensure that they could live.

He didn’t care about anything; he ignored his promises to the three-legged person, ignored the other heirs apart from his disciple; he absorbed all the energy he could.

“You went against your word! You betrayed your promise!”

The three-legged monster shouted with all his energy after he sensed the former protector broke his promise. He was caught off guard and couldn’t stop the energy from leaving his body.

The former protector listened but didn’t reply.

He didn’t plan on lying to the three-legged person, but reality forced him to. So what if the three-legged person died here? His race wouldn’t know, so they couldn’t send anyone to take revenge. So what if he made an oath? He was about to die, so even if the oath came through, they had no one to find.

The Punishment of the Gods, which took a long time to invent, gave off its most powerful strike.

The former protector's body exploded, along with the light spitting out from the statue. Blood, no, his body was out of it, just pieces of flesh scattered around the saint pool.

The six other heirs also exploded along with his body. The three-legged monster had a vicious look in his eyes. His head changed sizes and colors several times, and at the end, a near-invisible energy wave fired from it.

His body then shriveled up and turned into a pile of red ash.

That energy fluctuation flew out of the Saint Pool into the Imperial City. Ultimately, as it ran out of energy, it could only attach itself to the modified War Fortress hiding behind the God Hall.

After this final blow, the Saint Father raised his hand to his shoulders. The binding light shattered, allowing him to dodge to the side.

The strongest attack arrived, and he started to dodge but was slightly slower. The range of the Punishment of the Gods was huge, so both sides clashed, and half of his body was covered.

He was floating in the air and looking down on everyone. He then cried, and after rolling several times, he fell out of the city.

He knocked onto the ground with a giant thud, which caused many people’s hearts to sink.

The Saint Light Hall warriors were first stunned, and then things changed—and the things changed because of their choices.

Some people felt that something had happened to the Saint Father and wanted to take a look, so they turned and left. Some warriors felt that they had to take revenge for the Saint Father, so they chose to continue fighting.

The entire battlefield was in a mess because of that.

“Saintess, let’s go!” The two heads came to her side and shouted.

If something happened to the Saint Father, the saintess would be their future ruler, so they couldn’t let anything happen to her.

“Go?” She had gone mad and pointed at those warriors who wanted revenge for the Saint Father. “What about them? Do we watch them die?”

Ever since Saint Father was knocked down from the sky, the Saint Light Hall army lost its core. They were in two minds about whether to retreat, and their formation was already in a mess.

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If the Saintess left now, they would collapse.

“Someone has to block them. Saintess, the sacrifice is so that we can reshape!” Rongzhi grabbed her arm and tugged.

She opened her mouth. She watched the warriors that continued to fall. They had once knelt to her respectfully. Suddenly, she started crying.