Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1353: Unreasonable

Lancelot spared no effort, ready to take a devastating blow to confront Zhang Yi directly.

He hurtled towards Zhang Yi, resembling a meteor streaking with dark flames.

Zhang Yi understood that if he became entangled with Lancelot, he would be powerless to stop Gao Changkong from leading his faction into the Nine-Story Demon Tower to seize its riches.

Therefore, his chosen tactic was to flee.

Whoosh!

Clutching his large sniper rifle, he instantly vanished from his location, reappearing high up near the dome's ceiling.

Lancelot crashed to the ground like a cannonball, reducing half of a tall building to debris. He then looked up and immediately resumed his pursuit.

However, this time, Zhang Yi instead charged in the direction of the Nine-Story Demon Tower!

Regardless of Lancelot's velocity, his speed was still confined by physical limitations, whereas Zhang Yi achieved instantaneous spatial teleportation.

There was absolutely no possibility of Lancelot catching up.

Just as Gao Changkong was poised to lead his people into the Nine-Story Demon Tower, Zhang Yi had already positioned himself directly above it.

With a swift motion of his right hand in mid-air, a torrent of black specks rained down.

Initially appearing like ants, as they plunged downwards at extreme velocity, they were revealed to be hundreds of high-explosive grenades!

"Take cover!"

Gao Changkong and his companions were compelled to scatter and retreat.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The vicinity surrounding the Nine-Story Demon Tower was engulfed in what seemed like a colossal fiery downpour.

And within Zhang Yi's Dimensional Space lay an enormous arsenal.

These armaments could not secure a definitive advantage against superhumans of equivalent power; their efficacy was more dependent on the specific combat scenario.

Nevertheless, at this juncture, numerous Delta-level superhumans were also present.

They still found these firearms to be a considerable challenge; a single misstep could result in their annihilation.

Lancelot was incandescent with rage, his teeth grinding almost to dust. "That scoundrel!"

He had anticipated an intense confrontation with Zhang Yi, but he had never expected Zhang Yi to be so deceitful, slippery as a seasoned catfish.

"I warned you, if I cannot claim what's within this Nine-Story Demon Tower today, neither will any of you!"

Zhang Yi's voice descended coldly from the heavens.

Lancelot rapidly returned to the area and gazed up at Zhang Yi, suspended high above, feeling temporarily adrift.

A spatial-type superhuman possessing teleportation abilities was inherently that audacious.

Unless one devised a method to contain them within an enclosed area, or wielded a superior ability of the same nature, confronting them proved exceedingly difficult.

"You, what exactly do you desire? What benefit does this bring you?"

Lancelot directed his gaze upward at Zhang Yi in the sky and inquired icily.

"It's straightforward, I intend to claim what resides within that tower!"

Zhang Yi's reply was equally frigid.

Gao Changkong emitted a wry chuckle and gestured expansively. "It appears our objectives align. Therefore, might we consider dividing it?"

"Dividing it?"

An exaggerated, almost comical smile stretched across Zhang Yi's lips, as if he had just encountered the most ludicrous jest.

He looked down upon Gao Changkong from his elevated position, his eyes glinting with derision.

"Gao Changkong, you forged your own path and journeyed to Bharata. I have no quarrel with that decision. It was your choice."

"However, there is one crucial point I must convey—understand this, I am not debating you, I am informing you."

Zhang Yi raised his left index finger and pointed towards the dome.

"This territory belongs to the Huaxu Kingdom. Even what lies beneath the earth, I shall not permit it to fall into foreign hands!"

A subtle, deep-seated shadow flickered within Gao Changkong's gaze.

There was a period when he, too, was a celebrated sports icon in the Huaxu Kingdom, a national hero celebrated for bringing glory.

Zhang Yi's pronouncement stirred a pang of emotion within him.

Yet, he harbored no regrets for his past actions, as he felt he had possessed no alternative.

Before Gao Changkong could voice a response, Lancelot and the other Knights of the Round Table members offered sneering remarks.

"This is evidently the domain of the Demon Kingdom. We are all trespassers here, seeking to pilfer their treasures."

"How is it that you are the one righteously claiming ownership?"

Zhang Yi responded with a chilling laugh.

"No justification is required. If I declare it so, then it is so!"

"Anyone who dares to lay hands on the assets of my Huaxu Kingdom, I shall eliminate them!"

An implicit message lingered in his declaration: Anyone who interferes with my possessions shall face death.

Zhang Yi had no inclination to engage in a debate regarding historical justifications or moral rectitude. Self-interest governs individuals, and similarly, it dictates the actions of nations and homelands, always prioritizing their own advantage.

If he asserted ownership, then it was unequivocally his.

Having already determined that the two individuals before him posed no fatal threat, Zhang Yi saw no reason to restrain himself or conceal his true capabilities.

Zhang Yi's arrogant demeanor brought the escalating situation to a tense standstill.

Gao Changkong, grimacing, attempted to negotiate with Zhang Yi. "If we can't have it, won't that mean you can't have it either? Furthermore, once that other individual arrives, I suspect all three of us will face considerable difficulty."

He was, of course, alluding to the formidable Lord of the Charnel Ground.

In terms of sheer combat prowess, the Lord of the Charnel Ground could likely contend with all three of them simultaneously, perhaps with only a slight disadvantage.

Zhang Yi plainly stated, "Precisely, so you should both swiftly clear the path. Allow me to retrieve the contents within the Demon Tower. Do not squander my valuable time."

The Garuda's Followers were left speechless.

The Knights of the Round Table were equally silent.

They harbored an intense hatred for this Eastern superhuman, their teeth itching with animosity as they cursed inwardly: How could anyone be so utterly infuriating?!

It appeared Zhang Yi's objective wasn't treasure acquisition, but rather to deliberately provoke them.

Gao Changkong and Lancelot presented numerous alternative proposals, hoping to strike a deal with Zhang Yi for a share of the treasures housed within the Nine-Story Demon Tower.

Each and every one of their suggestions was summarily rejected by Zhang Yi.

Ultimately, Gao Changkong even went so far as to suggest allowing Zhang Yi a more substantial portion, yet Zhang Yi remained steadfast in his refusal.

"Nonsense! If I permit the treasures of my Huaxu Kingdom to be taken overseas, how could I possibly face the esteemed elders of Jiangnan again?"

Zhang Yi's brows, sharp as swords, shot upwards as he sternly denounced Gao Changkong's insidious aspirations.

Gao Changkong scoffed. "Did you not just slaughter your own elders and kin? You speak as if you shared a close bond."

Both factions were driven to the brink of madness.

They had encountered shameless individuals before, but never one quite like this.

The critical issue was their current inability to counter Zhang Yi. If pursued, he would simply flee, and when it came to evasion, Zhang Yi was unrivaled globally.

Moreover, should a fight to the death occur, they might not necessarily emerge victorious against Zhang Yi.

Time ticked by, second by agonizing second.

Until, from the periphery of the Sea of Blood, an ear-splitting, enraged, and grief-stricken howl echoed.

Zhang Yi and the others witnessed a colossal surge of blood-red waves erupting skyward, as if a colossal whale had breached, sending spray soaring a thousand meters high!

Shortly thereafter, they sensed a potent aura abruptly dissipate.

By the Sea of Blood, the Lord of the Charnel Ground, clutching the severed head of the Demon Kingdom's Grand Priest, transformed into a streak of golden light and hurtled towards them.

With powerful leaps, he traversed the rooftops, heading directly for the Nine-Story Demon Tower.