Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1274: Liang Yue Makes a Move

Liang Yue and Mu Yan both fixed their gazes intently on Drolma and Chodak.

The population of the Southwest Region stayed sparse, making high-level superhumans an even rarer sight.

Without the enigmatic Esoteric Buddhist Sect, it remained uncertain if this area could spawn even one Epsilon-level superhuman.

Thus, figures like Drolma and Chodak, operating at squad leader rank, stood as extraordinarily formidable powers.

Yet Drolma's prowess clearly fell short of Chodak's might.

Her build measured only half his size, leaving her utterly outmatched in sheer brute force.

Chodak's arms resembled enormous vajra pestles, unleashing a relentless storm of strikes upon Drolma's form, hammering like an unceasing pile driver!

Though Drolma's body was slimmer than Chodak's, her reflexes provided zero edge.

In mere moments of clash, Chodak brutally shattered her every effort to strike back.

What ensued was a savage onslaught even more intense!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosive collision sounds thundered nonstop, akin to a full artillery brigade bombarding the campsite.

Chodak's punches surpassed shells in dreadfulness, disregarding all nearby lives as he fixated solely on smashing the she-werewolf into oblivion!

Battle shockwaves instantly slew everyone in the vicinity, leaving many without intact corpses.

Merely the wind from Chodak's flailing fists hurled dozens of serfs through the air with ease.

Drolma gripped her long whip, employing deft maneuvers to deflect and scatter the onslaught, striving to endure Chodak's barbaric fury.

Still, the redirected energy invariably spilled outward.

Crowded with folks, the zone saw the casualty count from their duel surge beyond a hundred swiftly!

Drolma clenched her teeth. Their mission was to rescue these souls, yet the conflict now ensnared and doomed them. Helplessness gnawed at her deeply.

Yet with combat ignited, she refused to waver over such losses.

She embodied a warrior. Warriors transcended gender—mere survivors or fallen.

Any who faltered in resolve courted certain death!

Frightened serfs' eyes nearly popped from terror as they wailed desperately for kin.

Certain esoteric sect devotees pressed palms together, dropping to knees in torment.

"Buddha! Please punish these vile demons! It is their arrival that has brought us this calamity. They are all evil fiends who harm people!"

In panic, countless serfs glared at the resistance army with seething resentment.

If not for your coming, we might persist as swine and curs.

But you appeared, and death strikes at once.

Why thwart our lot as beasts?

This torment now paves joys in the afterlife. You disrupt our path to enlightenment.

Yet neither Pagyi Family private soldiers nor resistance fighters spared a thought for their views.

Victory defined righteousness.

Private soldiers prevailing meant enduring lashes, surviving to drag on as livestock till some eventual end.

Resistance triumphing and freeing them would prompt gleeful prostration, hailing them as divine envoys.

Liang Yue observed the fierce struggle. From her expertise, she assessed Drolma's total combat power index—the superhuman metric for battle types—at roughly 9,500 points max.

Months back, when her own index hit 9,500, Liang Yue could have slain Drolma instantly up close.

Her style lacked finesse, banking purely on raw might and potent powers.

Against Chodak, prolonged battle guaranteed her downfall within five minutes!

Deep down, Liang Yue opposed resistance defeat. She increasingly viewed them as the righteous force.

Besides, she yearned for them to save those wretched dungeon women.

Liang Yue nibbled her lip, resolving at last.

"I have to help them!"

Mu Yan eyed Liang Yue, face impassive.

"Aren't you afraid of exposing your identity? This might affect Zhang Yi's plans."

Liang Yue replied, "Don't worry. I master over three hundred martial arts, including the esoteric sect's staff methods and fist-foot forms. They won't spot me. Reinforcement-type superhumans prove toughest to identify."

"But Mu Yan, this time you must assist me. We need to enable these resistance warriors to save those suffering women."

Mentioning it silenced Mu Yan instantly.

No woman could stomach the horrors inflicted on those females.

Failing to act today might forfeit future shots.

Mu Yan mulled long before nodding gradually.

"Hide your identity well. I'll guide them to free the captives."

"Understand, I won't fight. So exposure falls solely on you."

Liang Yue smiled lightly. "Okay."

Meanwhile, pitted solo against Chodak, Drolma suffered total suppression from the start!

Outclassed in battle savvy and superhuman index alike by the Pagyi Family's elite private soldier chief.

She leaned on Beastman Type nimbleness for frantic evasion.

But she knew this path led inexorably to loss.

Cold dread crept into Drolma's core. Allies tangled fully, unable to aid her flight.

Captured by them, she foresaw horrors beyond measure.

Thus, suicide loomed as her sole option!

Yet in her dire straits, a calm, aloof feminine voice pierced her earpiece abruptly.

"I can help you deal with this guy."

Drolma's combat suit, plundered from a chieftain's guard and jury-rigged with basic smart features, was obsolete tech with primitive capabilities.

Hence, Liang Yue's superior kit infiltrated it effortlessly for direct contact.

The sudden sound jolted Drolma, but crisis allowed no reflection.

She rolled aside awkwardly, evading Chodak's blow.

Boom!

The vast ice sheet underfoot exploded, hard snow fracturing in spiderweb cracks across hundreds of meters.

"Who are you?"

Drolma gasped out. Desperation forced her to clutch any lifeline.

Liang Yue's voice persisted, "I'll help you deal with this guy. There's a compound three kilometers northeast of here. Over a hundred women are imprisoned underground. I want you to rescue them and get them out!"

"If you agree, I'll step in to help you immediately."

Drolma's heart pounded wildly at the words. Ecstatic, she cried, "You know where they are? That's exactly who we came looking for! Some of those people are my sisters! I accept your condition!"

Liang Yue drew a deep breath, snapped her head up, and pulled down her mask.

"Good, I'm coming!"

Author's Note