Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1294: A Deadly Strike
Previously on Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies...
Chapter 1294: A Deadly Strike
Suolang Deji clutched the vajra rod tightly, his eyes locked onto Gele with no trace of joy or sorrow, just an icy murderous aura.
Swish!
He seized the rod firmly, his body flashing like lightning as he surged toward Gele at blistering speed!
A raging tempest brewed in his wake, churning up massive winds from his incredible swiftness.
Gele puffed up his chest, his eight arms wielding weapons wildly, silver teeth gritted hard. He was ready to gamble his life to gauge Suolang Deji's real power and land a crushing hit!
In an instant, Suolang Deji closed in, standing right before Gele.
The vajra rod crashed down at his head!
"Bang!"
Gele parried with two crossed vajra pestles, but Suolang Deji's mighty force hurled them aside, blood spurting from the palms of both hands.The rod pierced his defense and slammed directly onto Gele's shoulder.
From this one blow alone, Gele's left shoulder exploded, leaving one arm dangling uselessly.
Suolang Deji, an enhancement-type empowered individual, ability codename [Ascetic], superhuman ability index 9800 points!
Like Liang Yue, he represented the purest form of enhancement superhumans.
Post-mutation, he solely boosted his body's core attributes, sticking to human shape and skills in combat.
Back then, Suolang Deji served as the Pagyi Family's enforcer. He trusted only the vajra rod he wielded, seeing it as the ultimate emblem of strength.
Thus, he scorned turning giant or flaunting showy superhuman powers to gain strength.
To him, that was just hiding one's innate frailty and inner cowardice.
Gele's Eight-Armed Vajra form towered five or six times taller; Suolang Deji seemed like a weak child in comparison.
But his strike had nearly mortally wounded Gele!
Already badly hurt, Gele stood no chance against Suolang Deji now. Despite eight arms, they offered no protection from that lone vajra rod.
Suolang Deji spoke not a word. Each powerful swing of his vajra rod whipped up howling gales, the roar sharp like a jet fighter streaking by.
The freezing blasts alone threw Gele off balance.
Facing a heavily damaged foe, Suolang Deji displayed zero leniency or ease.
He understood the fight was far from finished.
Two more enemies awaited him next!
"Thud!"
Suolang Deji agilely circled Gele's frame. In both pace and power, he dominated the injured and weary Gele.
One blow crippled Gele's knee.
The huge vajra form toppled to the earth. The follow-up strike fell like heavenly retribution, aiming at Gele's cranium.
Gele raised his right arm to block. A "crack" echoed as the arm shattered instantly, half torn away in a spray of blood.
Suolang Deji flipped the vajra rod with cold precision, jabbing the spiked tip straight at Gele's head!
Right then, the kneeling Gele gaped his jaws and chomped down savagely!
"Crack-crunch~"
A harsh noise echoed over the battlefield. Gele clamped his jaws desperately around the vajra rod.
Suolang Deji's power was overwhelming. Gele's teeth crumbled, some snapping clean off.
Still, Gele gripped the vajra rod tenaciously with his mouth. Suolang Deji never anticipated him biting the weapon directly.
Failure meant his skull getting skewered!
He had misjudged Gele's determination. Knowing death loomed, Gele could trade his life for gain.
Like wounding Suolang Deji!
"Thwip!"
The vajra rod tore through Gele's teeth and pierced his throat regardless. Blood streamed down the shaft.
But in that same moment, Gele's arms wrapped around Suolang Deji in a frantic hug.
"ROAR!!!!"
From his ruined throat came a beastly bellow. His arms ballooned as he summoned his lifetime's peak force, trapping Suolang Deji in a fatal embrace!
The strength unleashed at death's door surpasses normal bounds.
Suolang Deji's complexion drained white. Despite his enhanced build, iron-like bands now constricted him, crushing his organs with brutal pressure.
"Argh!!"
Suolang Deji unleashed everything too. Channeling full might into the vajra rod, with a "thwip!" it burst through Gele's skull, protruding from the rear!
Gele had at last perished. Yet even in death, his blood-red eyes stayed wide open, arms gripping Suolang Deji in a vice-like hold.
With a "wah!", Suolang Deji vomited a gush of blood.
He struggled immensely to escape the corpse's clutch, his face noticeably ashen.
Pagyi Gesang's pupils shrank in shock at this sight.
"Damn it!"
His deepest dread had materialized. Though already deceased, Gele unleashed a final surge of power that wounded Suolang Deji.
Enhancement-type superhumans boasted the toughest vitality; such occurrences were routine.
Thus, battling them demanded utter vigilance without the tiniest slip.
Suolang Deji now carried an injury. Even if not gravely serious, the impending clash loomed fierce.
Evidently, prior to the bout's start, Suolang Deji already occupied a disadvantaged spot.
Gazing upon the three families' coalition, smiles adorned every face.
The Pagyi Family's second superhuman stood injured as well. The upcoming fight appeared secured.
La Min Ouzhu eyed the downed Gele, sorrow flickering in her heart, though her features betrayed nothing. She simply drew herself upright.
"A son of my La Min Family should be exactly like this!"
Xia Zha Gyatso grinned. "Then next, it's time for the warrior of our Xia Zha Family to take the stage!"
Xia Zha Gyatso signaled behind him with a wave. A hulking, rotund bald man advanced at a deliberate pace.
Every step caused the earth to quiver noticeably underfoot for those nearby.
He was a massive figure exceeding 400 pounds, akin to an enormous Maitreya Buddha with a gleaming visage. However, his eyes harbored no Buddhist mercy, brimming instead with savage ferocity.
"Losang, for the next match, you go!"
Losang inclined his head, offering a deferential bow.
"Family Head, Khenpo, I will definitely win this victory!"
With those words, he pivoted and departed amid resounding "thump, thump, thump" footfalls.
Among the Pagyi Family, anxiety surged higher in every heart.
Suolang Deji's wound ran deep. A defeat in the following bout would spell their end.
Small wonder such fears gripped them. Should even Suolang Deji, boasting a 9800-point superhuman ability index, fall, his successor must confront two foes.
Doubts inevitably crept in: no matter how formidable the family head's invited experts, barring Epsilon rank prowess, how could triumph over the adversaries be possible?
Furthermore, the Yasha Langtai Family surely concealed even more horrifying aces up their sleeve.
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