Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 117 - 96: War Apostle? Far Too Weak [6,200 Words – Happy Spring Festival!]
Chapter 117: Chapter 96: War Apostle? Far Too Weak [6,200 Words – Happy Spring Festival!]
“After the world war first broke out, he seized control of all the world’s nuclear arsenals, nuclear-powered submarines, mobile launch vehicles, and even all raw materials.”
“No one knows how he did it, but it happened.”
“From the very beginning, we’ve already lost our strongest trump card.”
“We attempted to kill him through suicide attacks and powerful missiles, but after countless rounds of strikes, he remained unscathed.”
“Even in the internal war among Apostles, all Apostles challenging the King of the Apostles were easily slaughtered by him, his strength completely overwhelming.”
Lu Wenwu felt incredulous: “If he’s so overwhelmingly strong, how have you guys managed to hold on this long? I look at your group and you can’t even beat one of his avatars. Forget two years, lasting two months would be a miracle from your ancestors!”
“Perhaps… thanks to powerful beings like you descended from the Otherworld…” Zhao Lixing said uncertainly, “But as you mentioned, we are already close to collapsing, with the King of the Apostles present, everything we’ve done so far is in vain.”
Lan Shan teased, “Whistle whistle! Kid, you’re the Captain! How can you say such demoralizing words?”
“I want to defeat the Apostle, but that doesn’t mean I’m a fool. I know the facts.”
Zhao Lixing smiled bitterly once more, though this time his gaze toward Lan Shan was somewhat helpless.
“Though you’re a powerful being from the Otherworld, I’m not exactly a kid, am I? I’m already forty-two.”
Lan Shan flicked her short hair, whistled twice, and said proudly, “How coincidental, I’m three hundred forty-two years old!”
Zhao Lixing: “…”
Well then.
Old enough to be my grandmother’s grandmother’s grandmother’s grandmother.
[Notice: Player [Samael Scalia Nefario] Death]
Huh?
There’s a notice when someone dies in this session?
Didn’t have a notification when people died in the Mysterious Talent School because of the unique nature of that instance?
Lu Wenwu participated in this type of no-system-limit multiplayer collaborative instance for the first time, and naturally encountered a player death notice for the first time.
Not everyone is a monster like him.
In a perilous instance, it’s impossible for everyone to pass safely forever.
Death and departure are the main themes between players.
Previous teammates, who knows when their social media avatar will turn gray forever.
Lu Wenwu had some impression of that long-named woman.
She was the first to leave the team and become a lone wolf after entering, with average data and shockingly low Blood Volume.
As expected, only strong players qualify to play aloof, acting cool as lone wolves.
Novices should honestly find a strong ally to cling to for survival.
Oh… if truly desperate, one can act as Voldemort hiding and waiting to sneak attack.
…
Three minutes ago.
Amid the city ruins, a Golden War Chariot in Ancient Greek style descended from the sky, radiating a glowing golden light.
This is the War Apostle’s true form.
A young man in ornate Battle Armor tugged the reins.
His eyes casually glanced downward, revealing an abnormal smile on his face.
“You Otherworld vermin dare defy the great God!”
“Unforgivable!”
He swung his War Spear, materialized like golden gunlight erupting forth and impaling the abdomen of a cloaked woman.
Such a level of injury isn’t deadly for a Player.
Samael Scalia Nefario, initially intending to test by killing some War Faithful, reacted swiftly.
She had no intention of staying to fight, immediately transforming into a shadow to escape while pouring High-level Healing Potion down her throat.
“My faithful ones! The war continues!”
The War Apostle laughed wildly, casting blood-red rays as his cape flapped in the wind from the movement of the Golden War Chariot.
Rainbow rain fused with flesh, instantly berserking the War Faithful, after regaining some sanity due to their avatar’s death, and they charged recklessly toward Samael.
Spears flew everywhere, like a metal rainstorm.
But Samael clearly chose the assassin route.
In shadow form, she moved as quickly as lightning, completely unstoppable by those forcibly joined War Faithful.
“Oh? So it’s a bug hidden in shadows, seems like this will be quite fun.” The War Apostle smiled, speaking manically to himself, “But… why is it such a coward!”
Looking down at the shadow moving farther from the War Faithful, he gently shook the reins, and four pure white Flaming Celestial Horses neighed “whinnying” and dashed downward with the Golden War Chariot.
“War!”
The War Apostle raised his War Spear, and a golden Thunderbolt descended from the sky, striking Samael instantly.
Massive golden Thunderbolts exploded.
These lightning bolts seemingly possessed a strange magic power, forcefully pulling her out from shadow escape mode, making her visible again.
Just with this strike, the Epic Level assassin hooded robe appeared heavily charred, Samael’s Life Value rapidly dropped.
The battered female assassin coughed black blood, instinctively looking up at the sky with a strong expression of shock.
With his back to the sun, the War Apostle rode down on the golden chariot.
His War Spear shining with the golden glow of the sun, like the Sun God Apollo in Ancient Greek Mythology.
“Damn it! How did I suddenly confront an A-tier Boss!”
