Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1619: Who Isn't a Genius?

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Previously on Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies...
Xuanwu fought the Silver Armor General, but despite his strength, he was no match. The Silver Armor General was powerful, capable of controlling blood. Xuanwu used his Xuan Light Cannon, but the Silver Armor General easily defended himself. Meanwhile, Qinglong battled the Black-White Commander, whose telekinesis proved overwhelming. Qinglong's strongest attack was effortlessly deflected, leaving him battered.

Qinglong never expected that his first battle after ascending to the Epsilon-class would pit him against such a troublesome opponent.

The Black-White Commander said coldly, "Time is running out. Time to end this boring farce!"

He raised his head, and in an instant shot straight up into the sky, telekinetic force enveloping his body as he soared into the air, charging directly at Qinglong!

"ROAR!!"

Qinglong let out a furious bellow. He craned his long, slender neck back and then snapped it forward like a whip, unleashing a powerful atomic breath from his jaws!

The Black-White Commander continued ascending while raising his right hand to unfold a telekinetic barrier.

He was actually withstanding Qinglong's attack, accelerating his flight upward!!

Qinglong's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets at the sight!

"What... Does my attack have absolutely no effect on him at all?"

The Black-White Commander's voice was utterly frigid.

"Just some creature who barely broke through the life-level barrier and entered the 5th tier. I surpassed where you are now two years ago!"

As he spoke, the Black-White Commander had already closed the distance to Qinglong.

After his breath attack ended, an immense sense of dread flooded Qinglong's heart.

There were gaps between Epsilon-class Transcendents as well, and these gaps were absolutely massive!

He roared again and again, attempting to use his enormous physical advantage to attack the Black-White Commander at close range.

"BOOM!"

...

He furiously battered against the Black-White Commander's telekinetic barrier, but no matter how hard he rammed it, that small barrier simply would not break!

The Black-White Commander smiled contemptuously and extended his right hand toward Qinglong's massive body.

Even though the Black-White Commander was physically smaller, the way he reached out looked exactly like someone grabbing a little sparrow trying to flee.

"Hah!"

The Black-White Commander clenched his fist with force, and in the void, an invisible giant hand formed from condensed telekinetic force seized Qinglong's body in an iron grip!

"CRACK!"

The sound of breaking bones rang out. Qinglong's body twisted in midair, bones shattered, and great torrents of blood poured endlessly from the corners of his mouth.

It was only at this moment that Qinglong truly felt his own helplessness.

"I... I had just seen hope!"

"I... had just broken through the shackles of life! But why, why must I be driven to despair at this very moment!"

Qinglong reverted to his human form. In the face of the Black-White Commander's overwhelming power, he had absolutely no ability to resist.

"I should have been a genius with an extraordinary future, so why is fate playing such a cruel joke on me?"

All the strength had been drained from Qinglong's body. He abandoned all resistance, bitterly laughing as he looked up at the sky, lamenting the injustice of fate.

"Genius?"

Hearing Qinglong's words, the Black-White Commander actually let out a cold laugh.

"Who among those who managed to break through to the 5th life level isn't a genius? Back in the Wuluan Empire, I was also called a peerless genius unmatched in ten million people! And yet now I'm nothing more than a commander in the ability-user corps!"

"You overestimate yourself."

The Black-White Commander formed a chain of telekinetic force and bound Qinglong tightly.

Qinglong was shocked. "If you're going to kill me, then kill me! What is the meaning of this?"

The Black-White Commander sneered. "Do you think we came all this way just to kill some nobody like you?"

He didn't bother explaining anything to Qinglong. Instead, he transmitted a message to Silver Armor.

"General, the target has been captured!"

Out on the open sea, the battle between Silver Armor and Xuanwu hadn't reached a conclusion, but the gap in superiority was already clear.

Relying on his modified body and the pressure of the space-based weapon in orbit, Xuanwu had prevented Silver Armor from killing him in a short time.

However, his originally thick carapace was now riddled with wounds. Blood seeped from his flesh, dyeing the entire sea red.

His left forelimb had been blasted to pieces, and his shell was covered in cracks and craters.

Yet he still floated steadily in the ocean, calm eyes burning with the resolve to fight to the death!

Silver Armor was about to press the attack and finish off this massive sea beast when a sense of foreboding gradually crept over him.

"RUMBLE..."

A dull, rumbling boom echoed from the depths of the ocean.

Silver Armor's advance came to an abrupt halt.

As if sensing something, he suddenly turned around and flew off toward the eastern sea.

"It's time. The mission is complete. Fall back!"

He issued this command to the combat forces.

In an instant, every Mist Valley warrior still engaged in battle ceased their slaughter. They rose into the air together and, under the Black-White Commander's lead, flew toward the eastern ocean of East Sea City, in the direction of Star Island.

Seeing this scene, Zhuque's heart churned with confusion and unease. This battle had not been easy for her either.

The Mist Valley elites who attacked East Sea City were all Captain-level existences, and unlike Liang Yue, she hadn't obtained a God Essence. She was still one step away from breaking through the boundaries of life.

Watching all the Mist Valley warriors suddenly withdraw, everyone on the battlefield let out a massive sigh of relief.

At this moment, corpses littered the ground, all of them human warriors. The enemy had, with ease to spare, carried away the bodies of their own fallen comrades.

Blood flowed like rivers, and bones piled up like mountains. This was an utterly stark and unembellished scene of reality.

The blood beneath their feet was deep enough to submerge their ankles.

Zhuque raised her head cautiously to watch them leave. Suddenly, she caught sight of a familiar figure.

Qinglong, bound by the Black-White Commander's telekinetic chains, was being dragged off into the distance.

"Qinglong!!"

Zhuque cried out in shock and fury. She immediately spread her wings to chase after them.

But Xuanwu's warning rang in her ears: "Zhuque! Do you want to go over there and get yourself killed?"

Zhuque's body trembled violently.

Yes... She wanted to go save him, but what right did she have?

Even Xuanwu couldn't defeat that mysterious Silver Armor warrior. Even the black-and-white armored commander at his side had displayed terrifying power.

What could Zhuque possibly use to save Qinglong right now?

Her face turned deathly pale in an instant. All she could do was watch helplessly as Qinglong, whose fate was unknown, was taken away by the Mist Valley forces. They vanished swiftly into the night sky.

Soon, their figures could no longer be seen.

East Sea City was plunged into deathly silence and grief.

They didn't know whether to mourn or to be grateful.

Because in this battle, two-thirds of East Sea City's elite warriors had been killed, and Qinglong, one of the Four Spirits, had been captured!

But at least those terrifying enemies had left.

Otherwise, even if East Sea City could hold the line, the vast majority of their warriors would have died here!

Zhuque sank to the ground in defeat. But a moment later, she suddenly raised her head, her gaze turning resolute once more.

"There's no time for sorrow. East Sea City is facing a crisis of life and death!"

The apocalypse was cold and merciless. The enemy wouldn't show you any mercy just because you were grieving. They would only strike while you were down.

If she fell apart over losing a comrade, then she wasn't a qualified warrior.

So, no matter how deep the grief in her heart, she had to swallow her tears and keep fighting!