Apocalypse Gachapon Chapter 2076.5- Using all trump cards

Alongside the formidable Black-Hearted Queen, another supreme life form now lay unconscious.

Following the passage of three immense flame dragons, the monsters at the breach were once again thinned out. Only a few dozen high-level, level-eight monsters remained, but they were ensnared by hundreds of peculiar plants. Despite their fierce struggles and the tearing apart of numerous plants, they found themselves unable to gain the upper hand, their numbers dwindling swiftly.

While engaging the monsters, Zhao Xiangxue held onto a fervent hope: that these Life-Grasping Grasses would prove effective, lasting at least thirty seconds, thereby granting each of them supreme abilities. With such power, they could inflict devastating casualties upon the monsters, achieving results far superior to the consecutive, large-scale attacks of herself and Talking Lady.

However, as one wave of monsters perished, another surged forth. Soon, a vast horde of these loathsome creatures swarmed in again. No matter how potent the plants were, failing to endure for half a minute rendered them mere level-eight mutated flora. The green-skinned monsters, prepared for the onslaught, held their position momentarily before ultimately being torn asunder.

During this fleeting period, Xia Lei retrieved numerous items from her spatial equipment. First, she produced over a hundred menacing stone statues of unknown monsters, each standing two meters tall and cast in pitch black.

Next, she revealed more than fifty top-tier Violent Thunder Towers. Several were positioned together, forming formidable walls that shielded Xia Lei and the others within.

Finally, a cache of black spheres, each roughly the size of a human head, was brought forth. Upon releasing them, Xia Lei promptly activated them. These dark spheres immediately ascended into the air, dispersing unevenly throughout the space, establishing Xia Lei's final defensive perimeter.

Within Xia Lei's spatial equipment, these were the sole items deemed currently useful. The Black-Hearted Queen experienced a pang of regret, wishing she had been more assertive and brought Cloud Peak's entire storeroom with her, which might have yielded a greater quantity of usable artifacts.

Yet, this thought was quickly dismissed as impractical. Within the mountain villa, even as the sole acting authority, distributing everything arbitrarily was an impossibility. Such actions would plunge the establishment into chaos, rendering Cloud Peak unsustainable. The singular individual capable of such unilateral distribution was Ye Zhongming.

Over a hundred stone statues animated, transforming into as many flying entities armed with long spears. They charged headlong into the monster ranks. Their bodies possessed a hardness superior to that of the green-skinned monsters, and their spears were exceptionally keen. As they engaged the foes, they relentlessly inflicted casualties.

The Violent Thunder Towers began their rumbling simultaneously. Massive, coiling bolts of lightning descended upon the green-skinned monster horde, initiating widespread destruction.

These devices had, in fact, been superseded by Cloud Peak; various magic crystal cannons had assumed their role. These were merely residual products of earlier manufacturing, now obsolete. Xia Lei had retained them in her spatial equipment, anticipating a future need, but never truly expected to deploy them on this day.

Concurrently, Xia Lei unveiled a formidable mechanical machine gun, a type of magic crystal armament firing micro-engraved bullets at an astonishing rate. Originally integrated into heavy-duty trucks, Xia Lei had secured one for personal use. Now fully replenished with over three thousand rounds, she gripped the weapon and commenced a frantic barrage.

Xia Lei was acutely aware of the necessity to expend every possible effort. Should they still fail to escape after this, she resigned herself to the hands of fate.

The gun's barrel unleashed streams of vibrant light, a symbolic act of defiance.

The formidable stone statues demonstrated considerable might, each possessing at least level-seven strength and benefiting from the immense advantage of flight. However, the sheer number of monsters proved overwhelming. If a statue faltered, becoming ensnared within the enemy mass by leaping monsters, it would not survive more than two seconds before succumbing.

From their activation to their complete disintegration, their existence spanned less than a minute.

During that pivotal minute, the Thunderstorm Towers unleashed their volleys with unhindered fury, as precise aiming was rendered unnecessary. These automated defensive installations fell silent only after expending their stored demon crystal energy. While they inflicted horrific casualties, they ultimately became inert relics.

Finally, the green-skinned monsters surged forward, colliding with the black spheres. These deployed devices detonated instantly, transforming into a corrosive fluid that sprayed outwards. Any monster unfortunate enough to be struck began to corrode down to the bone, and this corrosive effect persisted as it spread through the liquefied remains of the targets, gradually diminishing in potency but maintaining its destructive action for a considerable duration.

By the time the toxicity could no longer cause damage, countless monsters had undoubtedly perished.

A rapid series of clicks echoed from the machine gun's barrel. Xia Lei had expended all three thousand bullets, a feat that left her quite content. The micro-engraved projectiles, imbued with various attributes, were capable of felling multiple monsters with every discharge. Following the expenditure of three thousand rounds, an estimated fifteen thousand monsters met their demise.

When factoring in the accumulated results from the stone statues, the Violent Thunder Towers, and the corrosive black spheres, her estimation placed the total monster kill count at approximately fifty thousand.

In the span of mere minutes, Talking Lady, Zhao Xiangxue, Xia Lei, and their companions had eliminated over one-fifth of the million-strong monster horde. This accomplishment underscored the terrifying power they would wield if operating at their full strength.

Big Yellow and the twin sisters, engaged in a fighting retreat, had arrived in the immediate vicinity. This tactical withdrawal was necessitated by the near-total annihilation of Xia Lei's primary combat team. The few survivors were forced to consolidate defensively, resigned to their impending doom.

This marked an unprecedented event in Cloud Peak's history: the complete obliteration of a main combat contingent, and it was Xia Lei's team that suffered this ignominious fate!

The convergence of Yellow Ball and the twins was, naturally, a direct command from Xia Lei. She harbored the conviction that facing their end together was preferable to perishing alone.

Yellow Ball presented a wretched spectacle. The superior beast equipment adorning its form was largely annihilated. Its once-lustrous golden fur had been consumed as a combat ability. Horrific wounds marred its body from every angle. Were it not for its innate self-recovery capabilities, Yellow Ball would have succumbed long ago.

It had endured direct assaults from two uninjured green-skinned monsters, with intermittent harassment from lesser foes.

Yellow Ball's adversaries, however, were also in dire straits. One monster was rendered virtually incapable of combat; its hands and a single leg had been viciously torn off by Yellow Ball, rendering it incapable of even standing. It could only writhe on the ground, yet it still advanced, prepared to inflict a fatal bite at any moment.

The circumstances surrounding the twin sisters were equally grim. The knight, transformed from the Doll, had vanished entirely. Yatian sustained injuries and lay unconscious, being carried by the Golden Corpse.

Xia Lei drew her twin blades, the crushing despair of being at the precipice of oblivion settling upon her.

She could not comprehend why, after such a protracted duration, Cloud Peak had yet to dispatch reinforcements. Guangyao undoubtedly would have issued the most prudent commands. Could their isolation within this pocket dimension be the reason?

An answer was beyond her reach at this juncture. All that remained was to wield her blades.

Before her stretched a monstrous sea, comprising more than four hundred thousand adversaries.

Xia Lei emitted a sigh. She still possessed a single trump card. Initially, she had regarded it as her ultimate safeguard—a resurrection card! A prize obtained from a level-nine roulette!

Yet, in this current moment, it offered no solace. It would merely prolong her inevitable demise, leading only to a subsequent death. Within the confines of this trial, it was tantamount to awaiting destruction while clad in a golden shell.

Would their end come today?

"Old Dragon merely took a brief nap; what is the current situation?" Yangos's irritating voice suddenly pierced the air behind Xia Lei.