Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1300: Nanowires

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Previously on Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies...
Suolang Deji's sudden surrender baffles Losang, leaving him with a hollow victory after enduring a brutal chase. The allied forces anticipate the Pagyi Family's final fighter, cautiously discussing the risk of an Epsilon-level superhuman but reassured by the Khenpo's confidence in the Lord of the Charnel Ground's protection. Liang Yue steps onto the snowy battlefield in silver-gray exoskeleton armor, clears the mist with a powerful sword slash, weakens Losang's rolling fireball assault using liquid nitrogen missiles, dodges nimbly, and leaps into the air with shimmering golden threads between her fingers.

Losang barreled through Liang Yue's position, yet she agilely sidestepped to safety.

Yet, from the emitter in Liang Yue's left hand, ultra-thin nanofibers shot out.

Losang's charge didn't slow down at all; missing her once, he lunged at Liang Yue again.

Liang Yue repeated her strategy, keep firing liquid nitrogen missiles to gradually exhaust Losang.

She didn't have to aim precisely at Losang, since the liquid nitrogen missiles weren't very aggressive; their primary role was to sharply drop the temperature around them.

At the same time, Losang kept spewing flames nonstop, which meant he was constantly draining his energy.

Liquid nitrogen's arrival spiked his ability usage dramatically, while his flame power weakened considerably too.

Losang detected his foe's plan, and dread filled his heart.

He could only rely on his body's superior defense, ramming like a tank in relentless charges at Liang Yue.

Liang Yue avoided direct clashes, dodging Losang's assaults repeatedly.

Her movements were lightning-quick; slipping away from Losang's strikes felt like a relaxed dodgeball match, graceful and composed, showing no panic whatsoever.

After over a dozen dodges, Losang at last halted.

Not from fatigue, but a sudden awareness that something impeded his motions, making his skin prickle like it was under assault from myriad tiny blades.

This slowed his every action.

Losang paused to inspect his form closely. Abruptly, his eyes widened in shock.

Unnoticed until now, countless hair-thin threads had wound around his body!

These were nanomaterial strands with immense tensile strength.

At the start, when they began encircling him, Liang Yue hadn't tightened them. She just kept deploying more.

Exploiting Losang's own tumbling, they swiftly bound him completely.

The superfine threads barely registered at first as they coiled.

Yet with accumulating layers, a new threat arose.

Nanofibers pierced deeply into his heavy fat deposits.

Using his rolling momentum, the nanofibers sliced into his blubber.

It worked like stuffing his own fat through a massive net.

Only this net consisted of nanofibers, tougher and sharper than any blade.

Had he stayed oblivious and battled on,

Liang Yue scarcely needed to act; he'd dice himself up!

A wave of numbness hit Losang's scalp, icy fear gripping him fully.

Such a fighting style was utterly alien to him, unheard and unseen before!

Still, he couldn't be faulted entirely.

The Southwest Region's shift back to chieftain-era ways bred endless infighting and backward thinking, lagging them far in all areas.

This included battle doctrines and methods.

While they clung to raw power brawls, savvy fighters like Liang Yue and Zhang Yi had long embraced all available tactics in combat.

Gazing at the still Losang, Liang Yue spoke evenly, "Looks like you've caught on at last."

Clasping her Long Sword, she advanced toward Losang one step at a time.

"Better not move suddenly. One wrong twitch, and you'll get carved into meat chunks!"

Losang's fury boiled over into bitter chuckles.

"You believe this puny gimmick can hold me? Ridiculous!"

Whatever threads Liang Yue wielded, how could such delicate filaments harm his ironclad defenses?

"Raaaaaah!!!"

Losang bellowed, his frame abruptly ballooning!

Resembling a bloated yellow sack, his expansion revealed the myriad threads binding him starkly.

More accurately, the ugly grooves gouged into his flesh appeared ghastly.

Losang strained with savage power.

"Snap!" "Snap!" "Snap!" "Snap!"

Those nanomaterial threads shattered under brute strength!

But his skin ripped wide with nasty wounds too.

"Argh!!"

Losang howled in torment once more, pure pain this time.

Zhang Yi drew in a cold gasp involuntarily.

"Such a brutal fellow!"

"Yet a fool too."

Losang had no clue about nanomaterials. Their durability defied belief; far beyond simple steel wires.

Attempting to break them barehanded... his bravery impressed, but his brains worried.

In moments, Losang was soaked head to toe in blood, with fat and gore spilling everywhere, wounds riddling his entire frame.

The harder he writhed in agony, tugging against the strands, the more the nanofibers encasing him constricted, twisting into an inseparable tangle like snarled yarn.

By this point, Liang Yue had rushed right up with her blade drawn!

Losang's pupils shrank sharply, his throat spasming.

As she closed in, he abruptly gaped his mouth wide, hurling a vajra pestle straight from his gullet at Liang Yue's face!

Liang Yue refused to dodge. Her Long Sword, cloaked in azure energy, hacked right at it!

"Clang!"

The vajra pestle spun away through the air. Liang Yue surged toward Losang, hoisting her sword high for the fatal blow!

Utterly desperate now, Losang unleashed blazing superheated flames from his form, a roaring fire dragon erupting from his jaws to twist around and swallow Liang Yue whole.

Yet shortly after, her silver-white silhouette exploded out from the blaze.

The exoskeleton armor she wore, forged by Lu Keran's own hands, resisted both blistering heat and bitter cold.

It could withstand thousands of degrees for brief moments without faltering.

At this instant, Liang Yue was already upon Losang.

His own frantic moves had trapped him. Initially, the nanofibers Liang Yue deployed hung loosely about him.

But his nonstop tumbling and fighting back made those haphazardly looped nanofibers bind ever more snugly.

Any slight push to shift sent the strands dug into his flesh slicing deeper, delivering full-body torment like a death of a thousand cuts.

"Die!"

Liang Yue's crisp, icy voice echoed like the grim reaper's verdict.

Her form loomed directly before Losang.

Aiming her Long Sword at his bloated midsection, a sideways azure-energy slash whipped across!

This cut came blindingly swift. Before the pinned Losang could dream of dodging, the blade had streaked a blue trail through the sky.

Losang sensed only a sharp chill slicing over his gut.

Next exploded unbearable agony beyond comprehension.

"Gush!!"

Liang Yue sheared his body clean in half at the waist. Huge masses of guts burst out at once—yellow fat, slick bowels and viscera—splurting "splash-splash" across the ground.

Immediately after her strike, Liang Yue vaulted back over ten meters, narrowly escaping the foul deluge.

Still, this gruesome sight turned stomachs on both sides of the fight, leaving warriors queasy and retching on the edge.

Author's Note