Apocalypse Gachapon - Chapter 1872: Cold Melt Throne and Pulling Spheres

Viscous liquid sprayed out after the sphere exploded.

The Siha’s bodies were too large, and the liquid sprayed out and splattered too far, instantly covering them with a significant amount.

These things meant nothing to the Siha; their thick scales were no joke. Not to mention some liquid, even swords and axes, chopping at them couldn’t break through in the slightest.

Ye Zhongming’s long knife struck the tip of the tongue with pinpoint accuracy. The tremendous force pushed him backward.

However, thanks to the wings, he only flew a bit diagonally upward before stopping. Meanwhile, the two Siha continued charging toward him, inevitably moving into the central area of the metal ground.

The other three spherical objects also exploded, splattering the same liquid in a similar manner.

One Siha stood on its hind legs, its front claws swiping at Ye Zhongming, who wasn’t very high up. The other one directly jumped up, thrusting its head out and extending its tongue, trying to roll Ye Zhongming into its mouth.

The Cloud Peak King flapped his wings, risking flying over their heads. To do this, he had to engage in another direct confrontation with the two Siha.

The Siha twisted their bodies and continued attacking Ye Zhongming.

But this time, Ye Zhongming did not continue to risk a direct clash. Instead, he directly gained altitude.

By now, the area where the Siha were was shrouded in mist. If not for the fact that these two behemoths were truly massive, they would probably have been invisible.

That was the vicious mist emitted from the tubular structures on their backs.

Going through all this trouble, what Ye Zhongming feared most was this very mist.

Strictly speaking, these toxic gases couldn’t immediately incapacitate a level nine evolver, but the damage to the body from the toxicity was certain and continuous. If one stayed in this toxic mist for even a little too long, combat effectiveness would begin to plummet.

Simultaneously, this stuff also affected vision.

In the records of the Star-Eye Clan, many people, because they couldn’t break free from the Siha’s entanglement in a short time, even if their strength were a notch higher, ended up being eaten by these creatures.

The pair of wings Ye Zhongming created was specifically designed to avoid this toxic mist.

As Ye Zhongming flew into the air, the two Siha also sensed something was wrong because they felt their movement was restricted.

They looked down and discovered some sticky, thread-like objects had glued them to the metal disc. This stuff was not only extremely sticky but also very tough and elastic. The Siha moved a couple of times but couldn’t shake it off.

They knew this was the doing of the small lifeform in the sky, so they simply gave up on removing it. After all, they didn’t detect any other harm to their bodies. They could break free slowly after killing this guy.

But Ye Zhongming smiled.

Parasites were powerful, and the Siha were among the strongest in terms of combat ability. However, in Ye Zhongming’s view, their threat wasn’t too great because perhaps their bodies were too formidable, resulting in a slight deficiency in their intelligence. They only knew how to fight by instinct and couldn’t assess the situation, study the target, and respond accurately.

This was probably why, despite their powerful combat strength, they weren’t the top-tier parasites.

Didn’t they wonder what the metal disc under their feet was for?

Before the two Siha’s attacks could land, the metal disc initiated an attack first. Small holes appeared on the flat surface, followed by a hissing sound. The toxic mist, as if encountering a natural enemy, was rapidly pushed aside by whatever was spraying out from these holes.

The two Siha immediately let out screams of agony.

This metal disc, which could change size, was called the Cold Melt Throne. Those spherical objects were called Pulling Spheres.

The latter had a single function: to explode and release a sticky fluid that fixed anything it touched within a certain range. Their stickiness would gradually increase over time until it completely solidified. However, afterward, they would rapidly weather and become brittle, losing their effect.

Pulling Spheres were relatively popular in the store. After all, their function was useful in many situations, and the price was acceptable: thirty points each. After use, retrieving the base allowed refilling the adhesive for ten points.

Pulling Spheres were common goods, but the Cold Melt Throne was not.

This thing costs a whopping three hundred and fifty points. Most people wouldn’t be willing to buy it. Although it also wasn’t disposable and could be recharged, recharging it once cost one hundred points—it was simply burning money.

However, more money meant better effects. Isn’t there a saying? The only downside of expensive things is their price; the only advantage of cheap things is their cheapness. The Cold Melt Throne was like that.

It emitted a cold melt gas. The damage to top-tier lifeforms was no less than that of purple-grade weapons, and it had strong corrosive properties, essentially greatly ignoring defense.

More importantly, the Cold Melt Throne had over a hundred emission holes on its limited surface area. This meant that once it attacked, it was like over a hundred purple weapons with armor-piercing properties attacking simultaneously. The power was imaginable.

Everyone knew it was good, but the price was too high. Using it once costs a hundred points. In the previous zones, how many mutated lifeforms or parasites were worth using this thing on? Moreover, the Cold Melt Throne’s weakness was well known: such a small area meant a target would cross it in a second. How could it cause damage? This necessarily required additional support equipment, such as pulling spheres, which would further increase the cost.

Probably only someone as wealthy as Ye Zhongming would be able to afford this.

The Cold Melt Throne’s power erupted in a short time. By the time the two Siha ran down from it, their lower bodies were already a horrifying, unrecognizable mess. Such injuries made them lose their ferocity, and they began to flee.

If Ye Zhongming let two creatures in such a state escape, he wouldn’t deserve the title of Cloud Peak King.

Relying on his wing ability, he began continuously diving down from the sky to attack the two monsters, quickly completing the kill. One thousand four hundred and fifty points obtained!

At this moment, Ye Zhongming’s ranking officially jumped to first place among all newcomers!

He put away the Cold Melt Throne and the Pulling Spheres. He didn’t bother with the two Siha corpses either, quietly hiding nearby.

Within a few minutes, people arrived here one by one. How could Ye Zhongming’s point and ranking changes escape their watchful eyes? They naturally guessed what had happened and came hoping to pick up the pieces.

In their minds, even if Ye Zhongming wasn’t injured from killing two powerful parasites, he must be in poor condition.

But what they didn’t expect was that their nightmare began here. People were continuously killed; newcomers nearby were constantly disappearing from the points ranking.

What this meant was clear to everyone.

After the first day of the fourth small cycle had passed, there had originally been forty-nine people in Zone 50. Now, only thirty-one remained. Eight of them were taken out by Ye Zhongming.

Everyone who saw these numbers felt a chill in their hearts. Looking at this place again, it seemed filled with the color of blood.