Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 1335 - 1022: It’s Getting Better

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Chapter 1335: Chapter 1022: It’s Getting Better

Within the magnificent palace, behind the faintly transparent curtains, the oppressive air resonated with Zim’s shouts and the coquettish laughter of the ’Beauty’.

How could there be such a vexing little demon in this world?

After finishing a blood-pumping performance of "young man," Zim’s four eyeballs were nearly ablaze. He gazed at the Minotaur’s taut muscles, robust physique, and shy expression, panting heavily.

"Beauty, come here, let me see you."

"No, don’t." The Minotaur shyly shook his head, "I’m scared."

"Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, let’s do something fun together..."

Zim laughed wildly, unable to resist anymore. He spread his multiple arms, causing waves of flesh to tremble as he lunged straight at Raymond.

The massive shadow engulfed the Minotaur’s stunned face, making him stare in despair and cry out in terror, "Help!"

"Beauty, even if you scream till your throat breaks, no one will come to save you."

Zim chuckled sinisterly, tearing off his clothes and drooling as he opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, "I’m going to eat up..."

Just as Raymond gritted his teeth, ready to trigger his war mode and pull out his power swords to engage in a standoff with Zim, he noticed Zim’s actions suddenly halt.

The once greedy face quickly stiffened, eventually transforming into uncontrollable fury.

At the moment the piercing alarm sounded, the massive mountain of flesh before Raymond began writhing like boiling water. Immediately after, the disguise of flesh was torn apart, and a stone-melting demon dragon several hundred meters long emerged from within. Numerous compound eyes shone with red light, and its thick body was covered with sharp edges and scales.

Raymond instinctively covered his rear.

But before he could scream, Zim deserted the rare Beauty right there, crushed under his massive frame, rupturing the ground as he charged straight at his own treasure vault!

That furious roar resonated with the alarm throughout Iron Flame City, causing the land to quake.

Soon, the vault’s dome shattered upon impact.

The enormous maw pierced through, vicious compound eyes opened wide, and beheld the Abyss Handlers standing within the vault.

"He Di?!"

Zim was momentarily stunned, unable to comprehend what was happening. However, upon seeing his vault cleaner than a dog’s licked plate, he involuntarily emitted a wail:

"My treasure! My treasure!!"

Not only were the precious items he had accumulated over the long years gone, but even next year’s military pay, his collections, and the relic bones preserved there had vanished without a trace.

"My father, grandfather, grandmother, and great-grandfather!!!"

This time, it was truly a mourning wail.

"Wow, you’re so unscrupulous."

From the prison, Huai Shi commented in amazement, "Why even dig up someone’s ancestral grave?"

He Di gave him a cold glance, not having time to speak before Zim found the pile of scattered parchment scraps in the corner of the vault.

And the long-dimmed glow of decrees and signatures.

Over a hundred Hell debts and orders, and the losses of weapons and equipment that could arm thousands of Hell swarms.

It felt like hundreds of sharp blades suddenly piercing his heart, causing Zim to cry out, weeping tears of blood, countless scarlet compound eyes almost shedding blood:

"—He Di, I want you dead!!!"

The stone-melting demon dragon roared, the vault door shook violently, and that metallic face unexpectedly flew out, covering its face, instantly cloaking the several-hundred-meter-long monstrosity in iron light.

On its menacing body, countless bizarre spells swirled around, forming strange faces that alternately displayed expressions of laughter or sorrow. At this moment, every face’s eyes were filled with fury.

"You’re doomed, He Di, you’re doomed!"

Zim screamed, lunging at He Di, "No one in heaven or earth can save you! I want you dead!!!"

The dark purple brilliance emerged all over him, transforming into indestructible sharp claws, descending upon the Abyss Handlers.

He Di’s face changed dramatically, summoning all his strength to uphold the Mystic Ritual, even reluctantly channeling part of the Hell seal’s strength to block in front of him.

A loud bang echoed, the entire vault and half the palace exploded.

He Di flew up, landing on the cage, shouting furiously at Zim, "Fool, calm down, don’t you understand yet? This is Huai Shi’s conspiracy!!!

The one who emptied your vault is Huai Shi, not me!"

He brandished the sharp blade cage as evidence, showing Zim the prisoner inside.

"Look closely!"

Zim’s actions stalled for a moment, he looked at the cage, at the man revealing his true face under He Di’s suppression.

"Yes, yes, yes, it’s me, I am Huai Shi!"

The prisoner in the cage nodded frantically, like a dog-headed man with his toes stepped on, tears and snot flowed as he cried in fear, "Don’t kill me, boohoo, I am Huai Shi..."

But mysteriously, beneath his face, semblances of snake-like scales began to emerge, a familiar scent to Zim seeped out, causing the stone-melting demon dragon’s face to twitch violently.

"He Di, damn you—"

Zim roared, "That’s my sacrifice!!!"

No more hesitation, the ruler of Iron Flame City issued a heavenly roar, the volcano behind him trembled vigorously, countless massive worm shadows emerged from within.

In the city, countless strange figures started to rise.

On the city wall, the arrow towers trembled, pitch-black crossbows emerged, cold glints emanated from the arched crossbow arrows filled with venom and curses.

By now, Zim had clearly understood.

Huai Shi?

Where the hell is there any Huai Shi?

It’s all He Di’s damn excuse, his conspiracy to plunder Zim’s treasures!

"Kill him! Kill him for me!!"

As Zim’s command echoed, a torrential rain of arrows roared in, their terrifying scale and the cursed iron arrows among them made He Di’s face change.

Quickly elevating in height, layers of mystic rituals unfolded, narrowly and perilously blocking those bizarre arrows transformed from the swarm, crushing them, roaring angrily.

"Zim, you fool! Think carefully, would I be stupid enough to break into your treasure vault to steal your things and get caught?"

He restrained his fury, hoarsely questioning: "If I want Thunderclap White Plains, why wouldn’t I assemble an army to besiege, forcibly brand you with a slave imprint? And not to mention now Iron Flame City is completely open, if I wanted to act, wouldn’t I know how to lock down the place!"

His devastated words caused everyone to pause upon hearing them, for they sounded quite reasonable, convincing.

Yet before his voice fell, he heard an innocent whistle from Huai Shi in the prison cage.

Immediately after, the earth rumbled.

Just outside Iron Flame City, within the concealed body of the Red Dragon, the car window rolled down, and Captain Long Foster stuck his head out, unfolding the pages of Les Misérables in his hand.

Thus, above the sky dome, isolated stars fell like tears.

The swarm once recorded into Condra’s chronicles reappeared here.

Above the deep rift on the ground, countless bizarre eyes appeared out of thin air from the void, covering around Iron Flame City.

Instantly, the Threshold of Ten Thousand Eyes rose from the ground, connecting to the sky dome, enveloping everything within.

Lockdown inside and out!

Dead silence.

In the dead silence, everyone stared blankly at He Di. Just like the shock of seeing Lai Fu violently beating Chang Wei upon entering, dumbfounded.

He Di was also stunned in place.

Only in the prison cage, Huai Shi curiously leaned out and asked.

"Weren’t we not going to lock down the venue? Did you change your mind, old man?"

He Di clenched his teeth, his expression twitching, furiously retracting the seal, countless sharp blades swam inside Huai Shi, bringing tearing wounds.

Immediately, countless angry roars rang out.

Iron Flame City trembled dramatically.

Zim had already soared into the air, and behind him were dozens of bizarre shadows, the strongmen of Iron Flame City instantly understood everything, no longer hesitating, striking mercilessly!

For a moment, the entire sky dome seemed to be ignited by fierce flames, burning to ashes amidst the eruption of lava. He Di’s surrounding mystic rituals trembled rapidly, layer by layer fracturing.

Including those Border Relics, they continuously revealed fissures.

The phantom of the stronghold rose from the Miracle Imprint, but then swiftly collapsed and thundered.

"Damn it!"

He Di turned back, shouting angrily at Huai Shi: "What exactly do you want!"

"I just wanted to go out for a trip, but suddenly being hunted, I’m quite helpless too."

Huai Shi innocently tilted his head toward He Di, winking once:

"—After all, what bad intentions could a little doggy have?"

Is there no bad intentions at all!

The little doggy has all the bad intentions!

But there’s no time to argue further with him.

Because, in mid-air, Zim cloaked in Sinister’s Armor roared loudly, the dazzling brilliance of Poxun shrouding around him, turning everything into bizarre pink and nauseating deep purple.

Countless corrupt souls ascended from Sinister’s Armor, transforming into dazzling beams breaking through space, piercing through He Di’s shield layer by layer, shredding his shell.

Soon after, the Abyss Handlers were reborn.

A pale face turned unnaturally flushed, already tainted by Poxun’s curse. If he hadn’t transformed into a Pseudo Spirit earlier, this moment he would have fallen into feral madness.

Yet under siege, he had no other choice.

"You all forced me to this!"

He Di squeezed the words from between his teeth.

From the soul box at his waist, the residual souls formed by the Alchemists once aboard Helios flew out, under his command quickly unfolding countless mystic rituals, ultimately overlapping, evolving into the Miracle Imprint inheriting the Chaos Era.

Forming a fluttering banner in the wind.

Soon, flashes descended from the sky, the legion hidden beyond Thunderclap White Plains broke through space and came.

Leading them was a colossal steel monster like a mountain range.

The mechanically modified Mountain of Decay gaped open, spewing scorching flames that swept across the ground, instantly propagating terrifying explosions.

Hundreds of hands grasped at the charging opponents.

"You dare say you have no sinister plot!!!"

Zim’s eyes were crimson with rage, roaring furiously, Iron Flame City’s volcano erupted, the Stone Melting Demon Dragons soaked with lava and fierce fire crawled from the depths underground, ravenously biting the body of the Mountain of Decay.

Countless cannons were pushed out from the fortress walls, firing thunderously.

The sudden outbreak of war engulfed everything.

Roaring continued in waves.

Blood fell like torrential rain.

Earth-shattering transformations erupted repeatedly, but under the protection of the prison cage, Huai Shi, apart from being shackled by sharp blades, was completely unscathed.

In the leisurely filled prison cage at the moment, he sniffed the scent of blood in the wind, sincerely praised:

"Feeling good!"

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