From Apocalypse To Entertainment Circle (BL) Chapter 163: the king of destruction

BOOOOOOOM!!

Golden lightning exploded through the zombie’s head, obliterating its entire body instantly.

The shockwave rippled across the ruined street, scattering ash, shattered glass, and burning debris into the air. The smell of blood and smoke thickened beneath the collapsing sky.

The little girl dropped to the ground trembling, her small hands scraping against broken concrete as tears streamed down her soot-covered face.

Before anyone could react—

More lightning descended from the heavens like divine judgment itself.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Blinding pillars of gold tore through the battlefield.

Dozens of zombies disintegrated instantly, their rotting flesh vaporized before they could even scream. Some were reduced to ash mid-charge, while others exploded into blackened fragments that rained across the streets.

For a single moment—

The battlefield froze.

Even the endless growls of the undead seemed to vanish beneath the roar of thunder.

Everyone slowly raised their heads toward the same direction.

And there—

Amidst smoke, fire, and destruction—

A figure stood atop the wreckage of a collapsed building.

Black hair moved wildly with the violent wind while golden lightning illuminated the burning heavens behind him like the wrath of a god descending upon the mortal world.

His eyes glowed like molten gold beneath the dark sky.

He Jinyun.

A cold, almost mocking smile curved across his lips as he stared down at the endless swarm of monsters crawling through the city.

"Still disgusting as ever."

Lightning crackled violently around his body, illuminating the blood splattered across his black combat uniform.

Then slowly—

He raised one hand.

The heavens exploded.

Thousands of golden lightning bolts surged downward like furious dragons, roaring across the streets with devastating force.

Buildings trembled.

Windows shattered instantly.

The ground ruptured apart beneath the overwhelming energy.

Everywhere the lightning passed, zombies were torn apart mercilessly.

Some exploded instantly.

Others convulsed violently before collapsing as charred corpses.

The entire city transformed into a sea of blinding golden light.

"He’s one of the awakened!"

"A high-level awakened!"

"Thank God..."

Hope erupted among the exhausted soldiers.

Some nearly collapsed from relief.

For the first time since the catastrophe began—

They could finally breathe again.

But then—

Another figure appeared from the opposite side of the battlefield.

Kiera.

She moved so quickly that she resembled a black phantom dancing through blood and flames.

Her body blurred between the monsters with terrifying speed.

Every strike shattered bones instantly.

Every movement was efficient.

Precise.

Merciless.

A zombie lunged toward her with rotting claws—

She caught its head with one hand.

CRACK!

Its neck twisted completely before she hurled the corpse into another group of monsters with monstrous force.

Several zombies charged her simultaneously from different directions.

But Kiera slipped between them effortlessly, her movements smooth like flowing water and lethal like a sharpened blade.

One punch crushed a jaw into pieces.

One kick shattered a skull.

One elbow snapped a spine apart.

Black blood sprayed through the air as corpses collapsed around her feet one after another.

She wasn’t using flashy abilities.

No storms.

No explosions.

No divine lightning.

Yet her combat skills alone transformed her into a horrifying killing machine.

Even veteran soldiers stared at her in stunned disbelief.

"Leave the zombies to us!" Kiera shouted coldly while crushing another monster beneath her boot. "Focus on evacuating the civilians!"

The soldiers immediately snapped back to reality.

People were hurried into military trucks and armored buses as panic spread through the streets.

Children cried.

Mothers screamed for their families.

Injured civilians limped desperately toward safety while gunfire echoed endlessly in the distance.

But despite the horror—

Hope slowly returned to their eyes.

Because for the first time...

Humanity was pushing the monsters back.

But suddenly—

A monstrous roar echoed across the entire city.

The sound was so loud that it shook and shattered buildings violently.

Everyone froze.

The giant creature had finally moved.

Its colossal body towered above the ruined streets like a nightmare born from hell itself.

Black veins bulged violently beneath its dark flesh, pulsing as though something alive crawled beneath its skin.

Every step caused the ground to tremble.

Destroyed vehicles bounced from the sheer force alone.

Then it unleashed another horrifying scream—

Instantly every remaining monster charged toward He Jinyun and Kiera at once.

Thousands of zombies surged forward like a tidal wave of death.

"Hah... looks like we made it angry," He Jinyun muttered while lightning danced dangerously around his fingers.

Kiera calmly cracked her knuckles."Good."

The battlefield plunged into chaos anew. Golden lightning lacerated the streets with merciless abandon. Zombies disintegrated into sprays of black blood, and buildings continued their descent into rubble all around them. The cacophony of monstrous roars mingled with the terrified cries of civilians. Yet, despite their overwhelming power—the colossal creature pressed onward, akin to an unstoppable natural disaster. But then—it abruptly ceased its advance. Its massive form began to tremble violently, as if it had perceived something. Something terrifying. Something even it held in fear. An unnatural silence blanketed the battlefield for a single, breathless moment. Then—gravity warped. "What the hell—?!" Everyone’s gaze snapped upward in sheer horror. Wrecked vehicles gradually ascended into the air. Fragments of concrete drifted upwards like ethereal feathers. Weapons. Corpses. Dust. Even the zombies themselves started to lift from the ground, as if the very fabric of reality had been torn asunder. Panic ignited instantly. "I—I can’t move!" "What’s happening?!" "My body feels so heavy—!" Fear propagated with alarming speed, eclipsing even the spread of the infection. And then... a figure appeared, striding calmly through the devastated street. Sian. His pristine white coat billowed behind him, the crimson glow of the surrounding inferno reflecting within his chilling eyes. His long, black hair, fashioned into a high ponytail, swayed gently in the burning wind. Each step he took exuded an unnerving composure amidst the pandemonium. Terrifyingly calm. His expression remained utterly devoid of emotion. However, the palpable pressure emanating from his personage choked all those nearby into stillness. Even the awakened ability users froze involuntarily, their instincts screaming unequivocal danger. "That... that's him..." one awakened individual stammered, their voice trembling. Meanwhile—the gargantuan monster actually retreated a step. For the very first time—a flicker of fear manifested in its myriad bloodshot eyes. Sian slowly elevated one hand. And with sudden force—dozens of zombies detonated in mid-air. Blood erupted violently from their forms as if unseen hands had crushed them from within. Rivers of scarlet fluid swirled around Sian in the sky, encircling him like flowing serpents beneath the burning heavens. The spectacle was simultaneously horrifying. Beautiful. Divine. Monstrous. "GRAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" The colossal creature bellowed in furious rage before hurtling towards him. Each of its steps pulverized the streets. Buildings fractured violently, and roads buckled under its monstrous impetus. Yet Sian remained immobile. Not even the slightest twitch. He merely directed his crimson gaze towards the charging beast. And instantaneously—BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! The immense monster crashed violently onto the ground. The entire city reverberated. Streets splintered beneath an overwhelming gravitational force as the creature’s colossal body was mercilessly crushed downwards. CRACK!! CRACK!! CRACK!! Its bones shattered in rapid succession. Its arachnid limbs contorted grotesquely. Black ichor streamed endlessly from its maw as it shrieked in agony, a sound so potent it threatened to shake the very firmament. Still—Sian’s expression remained unchanged. The airborne blood surrounding him ascended higher into the sky, illuminated by the fire-laden darkness like scarlet stars. Then, with deliberate slowness—he extended a hand forward. "Explode." At that precise moment—the monster’s body ruptured outwards. BOOOOOOM!! Decaying flesh scattered indiscriminately. Black sinews burst violently. Its titanic form was torn into innumerable bloody fragments by an overpowering force that no living entity could possibly withstand. Silence descended. Absolute, profound silence. Even the remaining zombies ceased all movement. Then, one by one—their lifeless husks toppled onto the streets. Dead. The controlling connection had vanished entirely. No one stirred. No one uttered a sound. The soldiers. The civilians. The awakened combatants. All of them gazed upon the solitary figure standing amidst the devastation, as if beholding a being that transcended human comprehension. Lan Qishing felt his knees buckle with overwhelming relief. "You seriously..." he choked out a breathless laugh, struggling to remain upright. "You always show up in the nick of time..." Sian offered no reply. A thin trickle of blood slowly seeped from the corner of his lips. Yet, he appeared entirely indifferent. The flames blazing behind him continued their incessant dance. The city had already been reduced to cinders and ruin. Skeletal skyscrapers pierced the smoke-choked heavens like tombstones erected for humanity itself. The pervasive aroma of death hung heavy in the air. And standing in the heart of that apocalyptic nightmare— Sian bore a greater resemblance to the very embodiment of destruction... than to a human being.