Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 978.5- Power of the gods (2)

Using their skills from this distance? It was too far, and it couldn’t threaten the walls at all.

The few kings looked at each other and could see the questions in their eyes.

They weren’t so innocent to think that Saint Light Hall would make such a mistake.

“Tell everyone to pay attention and switch on all defensive measures. Let’s see what they want to do!”

Hong Xiang ordered the defending troops to get to work.

On the other side, Xia Lei had come to the wall and saw their weird ritualistic actions. At the same time, she ordered Cloud Peak and those warriors who were here for bounties to get ready.

The Saint Light Hall warriors used their skills, and the skill light didn't fly toward the walls and… It dimmed!

The Posthumous people had picked up their weapons and got ready. When they saw those scenes, they relaxed and looked at their enemies disdainfully.

“The ground! The light is increasing!”

Many defending soldiers shouted as they saw the light of those metals increase. Those who weren’t paying attention also noticed it. They also saw that the light was shifting towards the metal tower.

“The metal ground is absorbing their energy and transferring it to that tower? Then…”

Xia Lei’s expression worsened, and she shouted at the people around her, “Activate the defense. Use defensive equipemnt! The rest of you lay down! Lay down!”

Xia Lei was not the only one who realized that things weren’t right. The few kings and some sharper people noticed. The entire wall was in chaos.

The metal tower absorbed the energy, and through the conversion done by the three heads, energy started to gather at the top. It grew brighter and brighter, turning the mountain range into daytime.

Warriors and beasts who were used to the darkness all closed their eyes. They couldn’t handle the light.

In the next second, the light turned into a meteor that smashed towards the Posthumous people's wall.

There was no reaction time before the light hit the wall. The light didn’t choose the firm city gate or the wall, but it chose… The troops on it.

The light smashed the wall, and there was an explosion. The explosion spread into light balls that scattered through the air, hitting the Posthumous People warriors, who couldn’t dodge at all.

“It is where Rare Meditation Tribe is guarding!”

The Posthumous people who had adapted to the strong light looked and saw that the light had hit the defense region of a tribe. Those with their own independent zone on the walls were all big or super tribes with many warriors. Those warriors could work with each other, which was why they were allowed to have their own zone. Rare Meditation was such a tribe; it was just a step from becoming a super tribe.

But when everyone looked, they were shocked by the situation. None of them were alive. All the Posthumous people, regardless of level, had all turned into corpses!

Right, tattered corpses because they didn’t look like humans. Their bodies were covered in holes. The smallest was the size of a fingernail, and the big ones emptied their chests!

If a person was 75 kilograms before, the corpses were only half. The light balls swallowed the other half.

Everyone only saw the corpses, but very quickly, the blood and intestines that weren’t swallowed flowed out.

“No!”

The entire Rare Meditation Tribe was like that!

An entire tribe!

This tribe was about to become a super tribe. Their leader had reached level seven, and once the tribe improved a little, he would have the right to compete to become king!

Moreover, this concerned the Posthumous people’s survival. All the tribes were ready to fight to the death. Apart from the kids and elderly, everyone who could fight was on the walls. There were over seven thousand of them!

But in that short moment, they were all dead.

Just one moment!

Two other tribes were hit, too, and at least a few thousand people died.

Which meant that Saint Light Hall’s strike had killed close to nine thousand people!

What move managed to kill so many?

The entire mountain was silent. Only some people at the edges of the explosion didn’t die, and they gave out shocking cries.

On Saint Light Hall’s side, although they couldn’t see the effect, they saw the people disappearing and knew how much damage they had caused. Close to a hundred meters was cleared.

What was that?

Even Saint Light Hall had such a thought.

They had never heard of such a weapon.

Rongzhi took a deep breath. As the medium, the other two heads and he consumed a lot of stamina. They were level eight, and their powers were also input into that attack.

“Power of the Gods! Power of the Gods!” Rongzhi muttered, and everyone around him could hear it.

This was the name of the weapon? Maybe only gods had such power.

Saint Light Hall’s warriors were silent. Another quarter of them started to light up!

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