Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1299: Liang Yue's Appearance

Suolang Deji's sudden surrender completely stunned Losang.

Was it possible he had claimed victory so effortlessly, without any real effort?

Truth be told, had Suolang Deji battled him desperately to the end, Losang's success would have come at a devastating cost, even in triumph.

All of them functioned in the Snowy Plateau Region. Though these elite superhumans seldom confronted each other head-on, they assessed one another's power levels via diverse intel sources.

Suolang Deji was definitely no pushover.

Yet, a wave of fury quickly rose within Losang.

Since Suolang Deji never planned to clash with full commitment, did that imply Losang took all those hits for hours without purpose?

Suolang Deji pursued him across three streets, slashing relentlessly, before casually departing.

Nevertheless, Deji and his group paid no attention to such matters at all.

Beaming with joy, their expressions showed triumph after taking down two foes. Victory awaited once they felled the remaining one!

Xia Zha Gyatso furrowed his brow faintly. Despite his easygoing grin, he warned carefully, "Even Suolang Deji surrendered. They seem a bit strange."

"Just don't know if they've already given up on winning or losing, or if they have an even stronger trump card."

Hearing this, La Min Ouzhu nodded too, saying gravely, "Khenpo, you personally arranged the final warrior to take the field, so we shouldn't have worried originally. But, with the other side so confident, could there be an Epsilon-level superhuman among them?"

Epsilon marked a critical threshold. The power disparity between those surpassing it and those below proved enormous.

Provided the foe lacked an Epsilon, dispatching a 9900-point superhuman now would still put them at a severe handicap, forcing a grueling endurance fight against the two allied family champions.

The Khenpo's eyes drifted far off, fixing on the Great Snow Mountain's direction.

"Rest assured. If they truly deploy an Epsilon-level superhuman, this battle will instead become simpler."

His implication rang crystal clear.

Should outsiders meddle in the Snowy Plateau Region, particularly an Epsilon powerhouse stepping in, the Lord of the Charnel Ground—as the Snowy Plateau's divine protector—would never remain passive.

Anywhere the Great Snow Mountain's Buddha light shone, the Lord of the Charnel Ground reigned supreme, unbeatable by any challenger.

Reassured by Deji's words, the two family leaders relaxed considerably.

Before long, their attention shifted to the enemy ranks, anticipating the dispatch of the third fighter.

Deji, aged and with cloudy eyes, still harbored occasional piercing insights amid the haze.

He presumed the Pagyi Family's homegrown superhumans had exhausted their options.

Hence, the next combatant had to be among the hired mercenaries.

The figure from the footage, armored head to toe in black, who massacred four Dharma-protecting Vajras from Sangha Monastery.

But moments later, his assumption proved incorrect.

As tension flickered in Pagyi Gesang and his allies' gazes, Zhang Yi nodded to Liang Yue, indicating she should enter the fray.

He made sure to instruct, "Kill them all. Don't hold back."

Liang Yue responded, "I know. A life-and-death duel is honorable. Just like a life-and-death arena between martial artists, I won't show mercy."

Hua Hua had stealthily navigated the gaps in Liang Yue's attire, nestling into her bosom.

Per Zhang Yi's orders, it held back for the moment. It would intervene solely at a pivotal instant if Liang Yue faced peril.

After all, as a hidden ace, exposing it prematurely would merely alert the adversaries.

Thus, Liang Yue advanced onto the frosty battlefield, her silver-gray exoskeleton armor gleaming and Long Sword gripped firmly.

Though her armor hid her face, her silhouette betrayed her as female.

Little was known publicly about Liang Yue.

Even Pagyi Gesang recognized her merely as one of Zhang Yi's accompanying superhumans.

Meanwhile, Losang had swallowed meds to quell his wounds and shot up stimulants, enhancing his burst strength while numbing pain temporarily.

His hulking, bag-like frame crouched low on hands and knees. Golden flames roared across his skin, eyes locked intently on his ultimate adversary.

Defeating Liang Yue would let him claim total victory for the allied forces.

Liang Yue advanced onto the battlefield. White steam enveloped the sky nearby, blurring the entire view.

Deliberately, Liang Yue unsheathed the Long Sword from her grasp and lifted it overhead. The shining blade cleaved savagely through the air!

"Boom!!"

Blue energy exploded fiercely from the blade!

The impact ripped the thick white steam across the battlefield straight down the center, shoving it back to both flanks!

Before long, the battlefield's white fog cleared up, exposing its real look to everyone.

Losang glared intently at Liang Yue, scheming to reuse his familiar tactic.

His form spun at high speed, morphing into a colossal fireball that thundered and barreled toward Liang Yue to smash her.

Roaring flames poured out blistering heat. The dense fat coating his body provided top-tier protection, perfect for deflecting physical strikes.

Composed and steady, Liang Yue hoisted her left arm. The armor there let out a "hum" and split open, unveiling the launcher beneath.

Liang Yue targeted the path of Losang's roll. Resembling a huge fireball, he hurtled closer fast. Fierce heat reached her even from hundreds of meters distant.

With zero pause, Liang Yue unleashed a dozen-plus micro-missiles, completely blocking Losang's charge path.

"Boom, rumble, rumble!!!"

Missiles detonated around Losang's zone, spewing massive clouds of dense white smoke.

While rolling, Losang's body suddenly paused for an instant. His flames, as if hit by a fierce wind, "whooshed" and quickly faded.

Those missiles fired by Liang Yue weren't regular; they packed liquid nitrogen within.

Among the world's premier coolants, it plunged nearby temperatures to minus two hundred degrees Celsius in a flash.

Losang wielded fire powers. Liquid nitrogen devoured the heat he emitted, sapping his extraordinary strength.

As expected, this icy chill dropped far below the ambient air. Enormous heat from Losang's blaze got rapidly absorbed.

Consequently, his offensive power weakened dramatically before he neared Liang Yue's spot.

Against the charging meat-and-fat behemoth, Liang Yue avoided wildly swinging her Long Sword at it.

Losang's spinning mode, paired with his skin's fat layer, dispersed incoming physical hits from all directions effectively.

A reckless blow could even ricochet off his bulk.

Liang Yue, battle-wise veteran who'd spectated his clash with Suolang Deji, of course sidestepped that blunder.

She vaulted upward, dodging the rolling Losang.

Gliding mid-air like a swift bird, Liang Yue shone under firelight glow, where delicate golden light threads faintly gleamed between her lithe, refined fingers.

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