Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1397: The Despicable One

The horrific scene filled Kanasu with uncontrollable fury!

Nasha was a peaceful kingdom. They had not experienced the flames of war for many years, let alone the apocalyptic despair of the surface world.

So, in Kanasu's eyes, Gao Changkong's brutal slaughter of the Tri-Eyed Clan was nothing short of a heartless demon butchering his own kin!

A roar of pure rage erupted from his throat. He wished he could kill Gao Changkong on the spot and impale him on his lance-sword.

But what he faced now was Gao Changkong's mass massacre of the Tri-Eyed Clan.

When had these Tri-Eyed Clan members ever experienced such horror?

They had lived too comfortably for too long. Seeing their own kind's blood made them scream and wail, and some even went mad on the spot.

The chaos was so immense that Kanasu alone simply couldn't control the entire situation.

Furthermore, most of the army was stationed in the upper levels maintaining order. There weren't even decent soldiers down here to manage the crowd.

Explosions erupted one after another. More and more Tri-Eyed Clan members died in the blasts, but even more perished from trampling each other in the panic. The scene was utterly tragic.

Kanasu knew he had to take control of the situation immediately.

Otherwise, at this rate of killing, Gao Changkong would slaughter every single Tri-Eyed Clan member in the entire underground district!

He suddenly leaped into the air, using his powerful five senses to locate those clan members who had been marked with the Puppet Mark.

Then he transferred those marks from their bodies into his own.

Time and again, he desperately saved one clan member after another, but all those injuries landed squarely on him.

Gao Changkong emerged from the shadows. He felt no pity for the Tri-Eyed Clan's suffering.

They weren't even the same race, so why pretend otherwise?

When they devoured humans, it was no different from humans eating cattle and sheep—neither cruel nor merciful, just consuming what they considered lower life forms.

"How do you like this attack?"

He controlled the puppets. Suddenly, hundreds of them among the crowd turned toward Kanasu and charged at him in unison.

The moment they got close, all of them exploded simultaneously!

The violent blast wave instantly wiped out hundreds of Tri-Eyed Clan members in the vicinity.

With Kanasu's strength, he could have killed them all before they even got close!

But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to strike down his own people. That brief moment of hesitation put him right at the center of the explosion.

Even a powerful warrior couldn't withstand hundreds of Puppet Marks detonating at the same time. Blood finally began to flow from his body!

Kanasu was now consumed by grief and fury. It wasn't that he lacked the strength, but Gao Changkong never gave him a chance to use it.

Bound by the lives of tens of thousands of people in the slums, he couldn't go all out.

Gao Changkong was like a sinister rat, hiding among the giants and constantly launching cowardly sneak attacks at him.

Contemptible as it was, it was devastatingly effective.

Gao Changkong didn't give Kanasu time to think.

Although his Reincarnation Deduction had shown him a way to defeat Kanasu, he never trusted human nature.

If Kanasu suddenly changed his mind and stopped caring about these Tri-Eyed Clan members' lives, then Gao Changkong would be in serious danger.

So he had to keep applying Puppet Marks to the Tri-Eyed Clan, forcing Kanasu to have no time to think and to rush to rescue them.

This approach was thoroughly villainous, but at this point, he had no other choice.

Otherwise, the one who would die was definitely him!

"Grand General, what's more important—your own life or the lives of Nasha's people? How would you answer that question?"

Kanasu wasn't slow at all. He moved like a white lightning bolt, streaking above the crowd.

His massive hand rapidly absorbed the energy from each marked Tri-Eyed Clan member, then he charged at Gao Changkong with eyes blazing with fury.

He wanted both the Tri-Eyed Clan's lives and Gao Changkong's head!

Gao Changkong hadn't expected Kanasu to be so decisive and ruthless, and so incredibly efficient at it.

But even so, he had already achieved what he wanted.

As long as Kanasu kept absorbing those Puppet Marks, they would accumulate internal injuries in his body. Each individual injury wasn't significant, but with enough buildup, it would eventually affect Kanasu's combat ability.

When that time came, Gao Changkong could fight him on equal footing.

Of course, not now.

There were too many factors preventing him from maximizing his advantage.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"

Gao Changkong darted through the slums like a little golden rat, his hands constantly applying Puppet Marks.

Killing was easy. Saving people was the hard part.

Every Puppet Mark he left behind forced Kanasu to expend effort sensing, locating, and absorbing it.

The energy exploded inside him, slowly numbing his arm.

His heart began to sink as he gradually realized this approach was completely unsustainable.

Sooner or later, Gao Changkong would wear him down to death using the Tri-Eyed Clan as his shield!

But even though he understood all of this in his mind, he couldn't just stand by and watch large numbers of his people die before his eyes.

Kanasu's blood boiled with intense rage.

Staring at that little rat scurrying away, something snapped inside him. He roared and hurled his enormous lance-sword straight at Gao Changkong!

That massive weapon was like a pillar compared to Gao Changkong. It shot from Kanasu's hand like a heat-seeking missile, locking onto Gao Changkong's position!

It was so fast that the sonic boom ruptured the eardrums of nearby Tri-Eyed Clan members, who covered their ears and screamed in terror.

The lightning-fast lance-sword gave Gao Changkong a feeling of utter helplessness, as if he couldn't dodge at all.

Too fast!

He immediately turned around, forming his hands into the shape of a treasure bottle, aiming directly at the incoming weapon.

"Treasure Bottle Seal!"

His body arched backward, his entire form transforming into a vessel that could absorb all incoming force.

"BOOM!!!"

The lance-sword slammed into the Treasure Bottle Seal—Gao Changkong's most powerful defensive technique.

The treasure bottle formed by his superhuman ability stopped Kanasu's attack, but in less than a second, countless black cracks spread across its surface.

"CRACK!"

The treasure bottle shattered. The lance-sword continued with undiminished momentum and slammed violently into Gao Changkong, sending him flying thousands of meters away, crashing through countless residential buildings.

Kanasu roared, his four hooves pounding the earth as he charged after Gao Changkong.

This was the terrifying power of a Black Chariot-level fighter. Even Gao Changkong, a White Rook-level superhuman with an ability index of 17,000 points, could barely withstand it.

He lay in the rubble, both hands gripping the enormous lance-sword tightly.

The blade had already pierced through his Immovable Vajra Armor and his combat suit, and blood was seeping out heavily.

Even with multiple layers of protection, this attack had dealt him considerable damage.

Gao Changkong forcefully pulled out the lance-sword. His combat suit immediately injected him with medication to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds.