Apocalypse Gachapon - Chapter 2027: Scapegoat

But several beams of light shot out beside him. This person was struck on the body and directly killed on the spot.

“You all really don’t take the Changxu Water Race seriously,” a Changxu Water Race person said discontentedly.

Compared to those true experts, even if their Furelai were the same or even higher, they wouldn’t be a match. But against these guys, whose Furelai was only a fraction or even a tenth of theirs, their Holy Symbol attacks weren’t just for show.

The Changxu Water Race person held hostage by this man immediately ran to the side, out of danger.

The remaining five people looked at each other, not daring to say anything, and continued inching towards the outside step by step.

At this point, they had no other thoughts, only wanting to leave this place as quickly as possible.

As they passed by Ye Zhongming and the others, they dared not expose their backs to them, only retreating while holding hostages.

Ye Zhongming was now too weak to stand, supported by two Changxu Water Race people. He looked at them and smiled.

Their hair stood on end from the smile, making them more and more cautious.

Unfortunately, this couldn’t save their lives.

Just as they reached the doorway, several sounds of wind suddenly rushed at them. Among the five, four instinctively turned to see what was happening. Only one chose to use force in his hand, intending to strangle his hostage.

But regardless of their choice, none succeeded. Their lives were almost instantly taken. The one who wanted to harm was even directly struck, his head shattered, becoming a headless corpse.

Outside, Qiuqiu, who had shattered the target’s head, whimpered; it was calling out in pain.

Beside Qiuqiu, at the doorway stood four mountain-like shadows.

They were the four experts sent by Yisewei to protect the Changxu Water Race.

After clearing the other waiters and guards of this small estate, the four waited outside. The surviving Eight Powers people happened to fall into their hands.

At this moment, when they looked again at the weak, seemingly dying Ye Zhongming, their eyes had completely changed.

They were responsible for protecting He and other Changxu Water Race people, so naturally, they knew what Ye Zhongming had done. A small-scale operation, yet it demonstrated this Novice First place’s reliability, ruthlessness, decisiveness, and thoroughness.

Pushing himself to this state just to fulfill his promise to the Changxu Water Race, even not hesitating to make an enemy of the Huo’er Star people, directly wiping out one of their slave trafficking squads.

This act of offending the most powerful super race for the sake of a promise earned their heartfelt admiration.

If their own Sheke Star people did this, perhaps it would be easier to accept, but in reality, they wouldn’t dare. Yet, a weak Earthling sheltered by a small clan could fearlessly wield a blade against an existence countless times stronger than him—this kind of courage deserved their respect.

Moreover, this person planned everything from start to finish, meticulously arranging it, bold yet careful. Whether it was using his own abilities in the room or using them—who clearly wouldn’t antagonize the Huo’er Star people—it was just right. Why could they just happen to wait here for these Eight Powers clan members holding hostages? Didn’t he arrange it? They wouldn’t antagonize Huo’er Star people, but they had no reservations about killing a few people from Darkstrip City.

Such a thorough, ruthless-to-himself, ruthless-to-enemies guy—if anyone said he wouldn’t be a significant figure in the future, that would truly go against conscience.

This operation achieved all of Ye Zhongming’s objectives.

Rescuing people was the most crucial. The Changxu Water Race population was already very sparse; having ten appear here at once was already very difficult. If left to leave like this, not only would Ye Zhongming be unwilling, but it would also be a somewhat unfavorable test of the relationship between the Changxu Water Race and him.

This was the best method he could think of.

Fortunately, they won. Everything turned out to be the best outcome as envisioned.

“Order Leader, we bid farewell here.”

They were originally part of the conditions the Clan Leader made for Princess Yisewei to return to the clan and temporarily cut off contact with White Robe. Now, their mission ended early; the clan recalled them.

Even without being in the clan, they could guess why the time had been moved up. The reason was definitely directly related to the recent matter of the princess’s arranged marriage.

Judging by the situation, it seemed the clan was beginning to favor the marriage.

Originally, this matter really shouldn’t involve them speaking up. Although they were also experts, they were only figures with sixty to seventy thousand Furelai, not great experts with a voice. But today’s events made these four determined that after returning to the clan, they must request an audience with the clan leader to talk about what just happened. Also, they would definitely tell the clan leader that Ye Zhongming was not someone to underestimate; he was a very, very, very promising person; his future might be very bright.

And that princess-obsessed White Robe was this person’s good brother. That Star-Eye Clan, looked down upon and even despised by the clan, was Ye Zhongming’s and White Robe’s mother clan…

The final decision was a matter for the clan’s high-ranking officials, but they must bring this information back.

“These past days, thank you all. And also thank you for just now,” Ye Zhongming said, handing over a space ring.

“Inside, the white boxes contain gifts for you all. I hope you won’t disdain them. The red boxes contain gifts from White Robe for the princess; please help deliver them.”

The people first expressed thanks, then said: “Regarding gifts for the princess, we can only try our best; we cannot give any guarantees…”

Ye Zhongming nodded in understanding and thanked them again.

The people didn’t linger; they turned and left.

Ye Zhongming truly couldn’t hold on any longer. He said, “Quickly clean up the battlefield,” and then fainted.

When he woke again, he was already on a spacecraft, heading towards the Su Race.

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Darkstrip City had never been so panicked and furious before.

The Eight Powers and many small clans lost many high-ranking successors overnight, throwing the clans into chaos.

These high-ranking successors, even if not direct blood relatives of the clan leader’s line, were disciples, sons-in-law, etc. Their sudden deaths caused internal uproar and unrest within the races.

More seriously, within Darkstrip City’s territory, over one hundred Huo’er Star people were killed cleanly, and ten Changxu Water Race slaves went missing. Who would bear this responsibility?

Temporarily, there was no news from Huo’er Star, but they definitely wouldn’t let it go. Perhaps this place would face a catastrophe.

Huo’er Star people truly didn’t regard the Eight Powers. Once they sent people to investigate this matter, they might first vent their anger on them.

If that happened, their eight races would also be skinned a layer.

After thinking it over, perhaps the only way was to find the killer as quickly as possible, to give Huo’er Star people a target for venting. As for how much residual impact would affect them, they could only leave it to fate.

Only… who exactly was the killer? If they couldn’t determine it quickly, then… who should they choose as the scapegoat?