Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 118 - 96: War Apostle? Far Too Weak [6,200 Words—Happy Spring Festival!]
Chapter 118: Chapter 96: War Apostle? Far Too Weak [6,200 Words—Happy Spring Festival!]
Samael despairingly drew out her sleeve swords, ready for one last fight.
“Divine Punishment!”
The instantaneous golden flash ended whatever last hope she had of struggling for her life, leaving no opportunity behind.
The Golden Battle Spear pierced through her skull, pinning her firmly to the ground.
Once an assassin is dragged into frontal combat, the chances of victory become almost zero.
What’s more, she was facing an A Tier BOSS.
The War Apostle gestured, and the gleaming war spear slowly withdrew from the ground.
The blood and brains of the female assassin flowed down the luxurious gunshaft, yet not a drop of liquid seeped into the scorched earth beneath her.
Bathed in fresh blood, the spear’s shine and sharpness seemed more radiant than ever.
“Too weak!”
The War Apostle’s mouth curled into a cruel sneer as he looked towards a corner deep in the ruins, making a throat-cutting gesture.
“Petty and cowardly insects, your actions make the Divine Spirits feel nauseated.”
“But for now, the great God of War lets you disgusting ants continue your wretched survival.”
“I’ve encountered someone who can bring me delight.”
“I want to incite a war upon the sea!”
“Assemble! Assemble! Assemble!”
“Head towards the depths of the sea!”
“A grand festival awaits us there!”
The frenzied sounds continued, as enormous golden warships began instantly forming.
Countless followers lifted by dozens of large ships soared into the air, following the War Apostle’s Golden War Chariot towards the depths of the sea, showing no attachment to this just-conquered battlefield.
Just as the War Apostle had mentioned.
He thirsted for war that could bring him joy.
In the corner glanced at by the War Apostle, five familiar figures were trembling frantically.
Among them, the one shaking the most, yet still maintaining a facade of composure on that ugly face, who else but Super Smart Quincy?
“Gentlemen, that terrifying A Tier BOSS seems to have left, we’re temporarily safe,” said the only Black man.
“Lord Elbida, what should we do next?”
Super Smart Quincy immediately chimed in, giving the other party ample opportunity to perform, with his flattery overly timely.
“You are the strongest among us here, perhaps only you can make the most accurate decision.”
“Su… Super Smart Quincy…FU.CK, what a crappy name. I warn you, I need enough time to think of a countermeasure!” The Black man named Elbida appeared displeased, “Facing such a powerful and temperamental BOSS, one wrong step and we’re dead, understand! So now, shut your dog mouth!”
“Yes, it’s all my fault, disturbing Lord Elbida’s thoughts.”
Instead of getting angry, Super Smart Quincy immediately accompanied his words with a smiling face and servile bowing, almost writing “obsequiousness” on his face.
Elbida pondered for a while, gazed into the distance, and waved his large hand: “It’s not safe here, let’s cross over this mountain and head to the city opposite! Just now, through my hawk sight, I saw the destruction isn’t as severe there, it should provide some places to hide.”
…
Inside the submarine, Zhao Lixing gave a helpless smile and said self-mockingly, “Perhaps… our greatest luck is that among the Demon God Apostles, there is no Sea God Apostle, the sea… has become our last refuge. If they could penetrate the deep seas, humanity would probably have long since become mere playthings for the Apostles.”
“What’s with the Sea God?” Lu Wenwu immediately showed disdain, “What, are you afraid of being entangled by your ’mother’?”
Zhao Lixing: “???”,
What the hell is this ’mother entanglement’?
Just as Lu Wenwu was about to educate him on this death-seeking behavior, a piercing alarm suddenly blared.
“Boom!”
The ground shook violently, emergency lights flashed on, and the entire room was bathed in red.
Zhao Lixing’s expression changed abruptly, and he immediately stood up to head for the bridge.
“Boom boom boom boom boom!”
The successive blasts continued, causing the unsteady Zhao Lixing to fall, struggling to get up.
But the entire submarine was shaking violently, like an eighteen-level earthquake.
With his ordinary body’s capabilities, he could barely hold onto a handrail to protect himself, shouting into the intercom: “What’s happening!”
The radio voice crackled: “Under… Apostle… attack! Repeat, under War… attack! Over…”
Lan Shan closed her eyes to sense momentarily, quickly said: “You might not believe it, but we’re being attacked by a Whaling Spear. Whoosh whoosh! The power is nearing that of a torpedo! And this is thousands of meters underwater!”
“The War Apostle has attacked?”
Lu Wenwu suddenly showed interest, grabbed the struggling Zhao Lixing, and dashed out.
“Quick, quick, quick, have the loading area ready, I’m leaving through the torpedo launch tube.”
“Ah???”
Zhao Lixing was immediately dumbfounded.
Aren’t we supposed to be quickly fleeing?
A few seconds later, he snapped out of it, hastily said: “Lord Violent Dragon, shouldn’t you observe first? Even if the War Apostle’s individual combat power is the weakest, that’s relative to other Apostles! It takes several players working together to barely contend! We don’t have to do this! We can continue diving to hide away!”
“No time to dawdle, time is free attribute points!”
Guided by spiritual power, Lu Wenwu quickly reached the torpedo launching bay, opened the sealed tunnel door, and dove right in.
Seeing this, a helpless Zhao Lixing had to seal the chamber and then ordered the submarine to dive deeper again.
Amidst a loud muffled sound, Lu Wenwu launched Burst Step inside the torpedo launch tube, his whole body shooting through like a cannonball, diving into the sea, heading towards the surface.
