Apocalypse Gachapon - Chapter 2026: Hostage

Almost everyone was left with splitting headaches by this sudden mental shock. Some with lower strength or weaker mental energy directly collapsed to the ground, wailing in agony. They had lost all connection with the world, experiencing only pain and fear.

Within seconds, some had already fainted outright.

However, compared to the materialized mental energy spear earlier, this dispersed mental energy intensity wasn’t fatal. Its impact on experts lasted only an instant. The other members of the Huo’er Star team, after their captain’s sudden death, quickly calmed down. Led by their deputy captain, they had already charged to a position very close to Ye Zhongming.

They didn’t believe this guy could use such a terrifying materialized mental energy attack again.

Indeed, Ye Zhongming could no longer use such a killing move, but he had others.

The Ye Zhongming, shrouded in black mist, took a step forward. Immediately, two identical shadows appeared around his body. When he took the second step, the number of shadows doubled.

By the time he collided with these opponents, Ye Zhongming had taken five steps, and forty-eight black shadows had appeared. They formed a circle, appearing in every corner of the hall, blocking the charging Huo’er Star warriors, just like in the Novice battlefield, attacking as Ye Zhongming attacked.

At this moment, Ye Zhongming was in a transformed state; his Furelai directly doubled, now infinitely close to one hundred thousand!

It wasn’t that he couldn’t break through one hundred thousand even after taking so many medicines, but one hundred thousand Furelai was a line. Crossing it meant becoming a great expert among the cosmic races—that was another level.

That realm required a life’s understanding of energy, the universe, and all things to reach an extremely high level.

Someone like Ye Zhongming, who relied entirely on external means, couldn’t achieve it.

However, a Ye Zhongming with possibly nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine Furelai was still an invincible existence here.

With just one punch, he made the deputy captain’s chest cave in. One has to know that he was wearing a very good piece of battle armor.

The severe injury directly caused the deputy captain to collapse. Ye Zhongming stepped over his body and charged through.

Those black shadows might not be as powerful as the main body, but they were definitely not weak. If one had to measure with Furelai, they might also be existences exceeding fifty thousand.

The hall wasn’t large to begin with. These black shadows attacked from all directions. Regardless of who—those Huo’er Star warriors or the clan members of Darkstrip City’s Eight Powers—as long as they were in front of a black shadow, they were all attacked. Those with lower strength couldn’t even withstand one hit.

Cries and wails began to appear because they discovered this was a massacre!

“Kill that main body!”

A Huo’er Star person with relatively high strength saw the key and roared, leading people to charge at Ye Zhongming. As long as they killed the main body, the crisis here would naturally be resolved.

But when they paid a huge price and got next to Ye Zhongming, they discovered that water chains were continuously falling on the target. Their attacks… didn’t even break the water chains.

The Changxu Water Race people might not be great at combat, but when these people with originally not-low Furelai used their signature skills, no one could look down upon this near-perfect defense.

In his transformed state, Ye Zhongming’s agility between attacks would decrease. He could kill an enemy with one strike, but couldn’t make himself timely dodge other enemies’ counterattacks.

If attacked too much, even his transformed state couldn’t withstand it.

Thus, the Changxu Water Race’s role became evident. These five people’s water chains weren’t like He’s water chains from before, when she only had a little over one thousand Furelai.

Beside Ye Zhongming, they couldn’t break his defense, but Ye Zhongming only needed one hit to kill them.

A punch or a kick, an elbow or a knee—each took a life.

Those Huo’er Star warriors who charged here were desperate. They could only watch as companions were killed one by one, and then it was their turn.

The Eight Powers clan members also attempted to resist, but even compared to the shadow clones, their strength was far inferior. Today, no true clan experts came; it was all the younger generation. Their protective gear was flashy but not substantial; they had no weapons; there was no other outcome except death.

It wasn’t that no one tried to escape, but the situation was chaotic. Some wanted to retreat, some to charge forward; some wanted to go left, some right. At this moment, everything was a mess. The shadows were like tigers released from cages, pursuing relentlessly and sticking like shadows. What they could do was probably only cry for help.

Unfortunately, the signals here had already been blocked…

When the battle in the entire hall gradually stopped, the Huo’er Star warriors had all been killed. None of these people escaped or surrendered; they all died fighting here. They all faced Ye Zhongming even as they died.

Even as enemies, such opponents earned Ye Zhongming’s respect.

The remaining six were from the Eight Powers. Each held a Changxu Water Race slave hostage. Only, their hands gripping the hostages’ necks trembled visibly.

The entire hall was littered with corpses.

Apart from them, there were no more living people.

Because Ye Zhongming and the shadows all killed with fists and feet, these corpses were basically not intact—some had caved-in parts, some limbs blown apart.

The stench of blood was so thick it was almost tangible.

Over one hundred Huo’er Star people, dozens of waiters here, plus around one hundred people from the Eight Powers and some small races—now, only these few remained.

“Release them, and I’ll let you leave,” Ye Zhongming, shrouded in black mist, said in a voice that sounded sinister and terrifying.

“No, we’ll naturally release them when we leave.” These people weren’t foolish either.

Ye Zhongming fell silent for a moment, then voluntarily dispersed the black mist, returning to his original form. His entire person seemed as if fished out of bloody water.

The black mist clones disappeared as well, greatly increasing the survivors’ sense of security.

After all, Ye Zhongming’s side now had only six people. Ye Zhongming himself seemed in very poor condition.

The Changxu Water Race people who weren’t held hostage stood to the side, worriedly watching their companions.

Their powers were sealed; they truly had no means.

“You can go. When you reach a safe place, remember to release them.”

Hearing Ye Zhongming say this, the people looked at each other, carefully pulling their hostages outward. Ye Zhongming and the others made way for the path to the door.

When one person passed by Ye Zhongming, he suddenly thought of something. Hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth, suddenly released his hostage, and threw the strongest punch of his life at Ye Zhongming!

Because this Novice First… seemed to have no combat power left…