Apocalypse Lord-Chapter 77 - 75: Blow Them All Away!

Martina stood frozen in place, utterly unable to comprehend that such a supreme being before her could be so...

Vulgar.

Just like those insects that are forever trampled beneath her feet...

From the celebrated heiress of a financial empire to the head of the Celestial Principle Corporation, and finally ascending to the Eternal Angel who controls starlight, Martina’s life had always been smooth and untroubled.

From the moment she was born, she had drawn a line between herself and those lower beings.

So she could never understand the choice made by the supreme being before her.

He had been seated in a position even she feared from the beginning, so why would he condescend to mingle with the lowly and ignorant insects?!

Martina struggled to suppress her anger, attempting to maintain the most basic decorum between them:

"You may have misunderstood, my point is, lowly insects will only slow you down."

With cold indifference, the supreme being replied, "I just offered you a reasonable suggestion."

If the world is a grand dining table, the diners gathered here ought to maintain their manners when meeting.

Never to be troubled by trivial matters, always maintaining an elegant and lofty demeanor—this had always been the dividing line between the Ouroboros followers and the lower life forms.

Lin Lan pursed his lips, and the petite witch curled up in the boy’s embrace, her eyes tightly closed, as if she had sunk into a dream.

"Why would you think I would waste words with a parasite of civilization like you?"

He stared directly at that deep, enigmatic face, a cold and mocking smile on his face: "You’d better find a stinking gutter to take a closer look at your own face, you disgusting monster."

Simply insulting with words, an ultimate pleasure.

Lin Lan was not yet reduced to reasoning with imitations, both sides were mortal enemies from the beginning, and attempting to communicate with hopeful ignorance was the most foolish approach.

Martina was dumbfounded for several seconds.

In an instant, the sky was obscured by frenzied colors, and layers of illusory butterfly wings bloomed behind Martina, as she let out a piercing shriek filled with venomous spite!

All the grass and trees surrounding the Angel turned into a writhing fungal carpet nurturing a tide of insects, and from it, tens of thousands of menacing insect swarms were born, hovering behind the Butterfly Wing Angel.

The most extreme and twisted pollution swept out in a tsunami-like wave in all directions, only to dissipate into invisibility before Lin Lan, as if colliding with an invisible wall.

[Your mental threshold has been stabilized]

Damn, broke down so quickly?

Lin Lan examined the opponent’s colorful butterfly wings, and to be honest, the visual effects were rather flashy.

Even though the power difference between the two sides was like that of heaven and earth, yet Lin Lan was the more relaxed one. After all, neither he nor his companions could die in the Gray Realm instance, and the Celestial Calamity couldn’t climb ashore anytime soon, so why fret over much?

Spraying some insults like this was definitely not a loss!

He glanced at the system panel.

[You have unlocked a new type of card!]

[Current Resurrection Card: Lucia’s Dreams Before Setting Sail]

[Card Base: Lin Lan (unique)]

The card face was as exquisite as ever, with the dirty figure of the witch at the center of the image, her face covered in dust, with the firelight from the academy behind her, wearing a bright and radiant smile on her face.

The edges of the image depicted the witch’s past from childhood to adulthood, full of laughter and sorrow, the blonde girl who never gave up her dreams as she forged ahead.

[Card Effect: The character will autonomously clear the instance, retrieving her original intent and past, your intervention will significantly accelerate this process!]

[Current Resurrection Progress: 94%...96%...]

Lin Lan slowly raised his head, noticing the insect swarm still stalled across from them.

Martina was forcing herself to calm down.

Because she could sense the fear and unease spreading and growing within the swarm’s collective consciousness.

The supreme being before them was the very predator they were unwilling to approach, capable of effortlessly tearing to shreds the progeny of the Great Worm Monarch! 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The Ouroboros Angel subconsciously took a step back, Martina dared not gamble, nor did she want to directly confront the true essence hidden beneath that fragile human guise.

She had betrayed civilization, the Celestial Principle, and all she had, struggling through hardships to climb to this rank...

The supreme being could not afford to put himself in danger...

Lin Lan tilted his head, accurately capturing the hesitation on the other side.

Was the other side seemingly apprehensive about him?

At this moment, Lin Lan’s smile grew even more wanton, for there indeed existed a strange uniqueness within himself, something he had long detected at Justice’s drinking table.

Back then, that old man rambled boastfully while drunk, praising him to the heavens, even with Sun Brother beside them nodding repeatedly, making it sound as if it was all true.

But this wasn’t bad, was it?

Leading others to rebuild civilization may be meaningless, but if his efforts could trip up the Ouroboros spreading the apocalypse, Lin Lan would gladly do it!

In the Foreigner’s smile lay madness, disdain, and absurdity.

"Are you sure you’re not coming over to attack, ugly monster?"

Lin Lan kept wearing that smiling visage: "Time’s almost up~"

The Ouroboros Angel remained silently in place, the swarm nearby still hesitant to advance. A moment later, she retracted her butterfly wings.

Martina sighed softly: "When the end comes, you will regret your decision."

[Current Resurrection Progress: 100%!]

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In the hall where parts for Mechanical Servants were produced.

The torn body of the blonde witch, shredded by the Gear Bomb, was rapidly reforming, broken holographic screens crackling, while chaotic currents from the Celestial Kingdom flowed through the gaps in the screens.

Lucia slowly opened her eyes.

It seemed... she just had a very long dream...

At the very end of that dream, she reached out before setting sail to grasp her ideal, that pure and warm light.

Reflecting on her past wasn’t so bad after all...

Soon after, a hand reached out and pinched her cheek with force.

"You really know how to cause trouble, my dear First Mate." A magnetic and charming voice spoke near her ear.

"Captain, don’t be like that."

Lucia murmured, her mind still foggy, but rapidly becoming clear. The witch’s eyes showed concern, "By the way, where’s Roland?"

"See for yourself."

Eleanor sighed, pointing to the ground beside them. Turning her head, Lucia saw the gray-haired boy sprawled on the ground like a salted fish.

The petite witch gasped and hurried to the boy’s side, squatting down, she took his hand in hers.

"Don’t worry, I’m just a bit tired."

Lin Lan’s face was terribly pale.

This time he was indeed careless, it was his first time experiencing a casualty in an instance, and who could have guessed even the holographic network was a web woven by the swarm!

The witch’s resurrection had drained him thoroughly, akin to working non-stop for seven days in his past life...

But before he said much more, a strange scream suddenly erupted in everyone’s ears!

The city began shaking, and starlight grew increasingly agitated.

At the summit of the Space Ladder, the slender-bodied Angel unfurled layers upon layers of illusory butterfly wings, and at Martina’s call, the entire swarm within the instance began to awaken from their slumber!

In the next moment, the entire factory shook violently.

Boom!!!

The ceiling was blown open with a massive gap, heavy building debris crumbling downwards, two blinding searchlights poured in, and with the fluttering of moth wings, the sinister-looking Fortress sentry had already levitated before them.

"Looks like we’ve got trouble?"

Eleanor spun her revolver, baring her sharp teeth.

"Indeed, that damned woman Martina will never let us go."

With Lucia’s help, the gray-haired boy struggled to sit upright, his expression as obsessive as ever: "So we absolutely can’t let her get away with it!"

"Plan’s changed, Eleanor."

Lin Lan fixed his gaze on the moth fortress and the drones beside it, laughing with cruelty: "It’s time to blast those big moths away!"

[Instance exploration time left: 28 minutes]