Apocalypse Gachapon

Jialan Yeyu, Mu Xianxian, and the others were startled by Lin Moyu's sudden outburst. Without a word to them, he sprinted off in another direction.

"What's gotten into him?" Jialan Yeyu wondered aloud, frozen in place.

Mu Xianxian was equally confused. Suddenly, she noticed something and pointed skyward, at the Archaic Luanniao, "Look! It's heading toward Lin Moyu!"

Only then did Jialan Yeyu grasp Lin Moyu’s intention. Shame washed over her, making her blush with embarrassment. She had assumed Lin Moyu was trying to abandon them and escape alone. But now, she realized he was leading the Archaic Luanniao away to give them a chance to survive, sacrificing himself in the process. Such noble spirit…

Jialan Yeyu quickly made a decision, "We can't let Brother Lin Moyu's sacrifice be in vain. Let's go!"

She led the group in the opposite direction. Lin Moyu didn’t hear her words, but if he had, he would have thought, 'This woman sure has a wild imagination.'

While his actions did carry some nobility, Lin Moyu didn't see himself as a self-sacrificing hero. The Archaic Luanniao had targeted him. If he stayed with the party, its next group attack would kill everyone except him. He chose to distance himself so they could live. Besides, if they died because of him, all his efforts would have been for nothing.

Lin Moyu ran swiftly, recalling his undead legions. With the Archaic Luanniao fixated on him, they were no longer needed to draw its firepower. There was no reason to drag Jialan Yeyu and the others, or even his skeletons, into this deadly situation. His Damage Transfer, Bone Armor, and Enhance Troops might just be enough to keep him alive.

"You want to kill me? It won't be that easy!" Lin Moyu gritted his teeth and sped toward the central area.

The Archaic Luanniao began its descent. Just then, a fleeing monster appeared in front of Lin Moyu. The black flames from the sky incinerated it instantly. His Bone Armor shattered in a second, and though he quickly recast it, the flames had already inflicted significant damage. He sensed the loss of over 30 skeletons.

His defense was much lower than that of his skeletons, and in the brief moment when the Bone Armor was down, the damage he sustained was enough to kill him many times over. The damage ignored his skeletons' defenses, directly affecting them, resulting in heavy losses.

Lin Moyu continuously recast his Bone Armor—after casting the skill six time, the sea of fire finally receded. The Archaic Luanniao was now directly above him, its massive talons poised to strike. Realizing it couldn’t grab him, as he was too small, it switched to a powerful swat.

The Bone Armor shattered again, sending Lin Moyu flying with a grunt. Damage Transfer activated, and he felt the loss of several dozen more skeletons. Without time to grieve, he quickly reapplied his armor as the Archaic Luanniao soared back into the sky.

"You think I'm made of clay?" Lin Moyu muttered under his breath.

Now that the battle had truly begun, Lin Moyu wasn’t about to retreat. A red light flared as he cast his skill.

Skill: Damage Curse!

Along with a buzzing sound, a blood-red sword materialized above the Archaic Luanniao's head. Then, a flame surged in Lin Moyu’s hand.

Skill: Soul Blaze!

The Archaic Luanniao shrieked in pain. Enraged that this tiny insect dared to fight back, it unleashed a barrage of black flames that transformed into massive fireballs, covering the sky.

"Darn it!" Lin Moyu dashed even faster.

This was clearly the Archaic Luanniao's second skill. When the fireballs hit the ground, they exploded with terrifying force, sending shockwaves through the land, devastating everything in their wake. Mushroom clouds rose one after another.

…

Jialan Yeyu and the others, already far away, witnessed the devastation. The ground trembled beneath their feet.

Jialan Yeyu swallowed hard at the sight, unable to bear watching.

Tears welled up in Mu Xianxian's eyes, "Lin Moyu really was a good person."

Jialan Yeyu, knowing Mu Xianxian's tender heart, consoled her, "Don’t be sad. Brother Lin Moyu was indeed a great man. When we return, we’ll set up a memorial for him."

Mu Xianxian nodded, "We should burn three sticks of incense for him every day."

The others agreed, "Yes, let's burn incense for Brother Lin Moyu."

…

Meanwhile, Lin Moyu’s Bone Armor repeatedly shattered and was instantly recast. Despite his speed, there were moments when he couldn’t react quickly enough, and his unfortunate skeletons bore the brunt of the damage. Though they weren’t truly alive, to Lin Moyu, they were both his summons and his comrades.

"I’ll remember this grudge. One day, I’ll settle this score with you." Lin Moyu vowed as he continued to flee amidst the explosions.

The Archaic Luanniao relentlessly pursued him, its black fireballs raining down. Lin Moyu, focused on survival, kept recasting his Bone Armor as he sprinted toward the central area. He was at most two minutes away.

Realizing its attacks were ineffective, the Archaic Luanniao dove once more, determined to prevent Lin Moyu from escaping, feeling humiliated that this level 33 small fry had survived for so long. It landed in his path, opened its beak, and prepared to devour him.

Suddenly, a powerful presence surged from afar. Both Lin Moyu and the Archaic Luanniao turned their attention to the approaching figure.

The Abyss's power surged—the approaching figure was an Abyssal Demon, their overwhelming aura comparable to that of a top-level human class user.

Lin Moyu felt a chill. A level 70-plus top-level Abyssal Demon was approaching, clearly targeting him. He realized he might have been marked at some point. Otherwise, in the vast Immemorial Battlefield, what were the chances of them finding him?

With a fierce beast behind him and a powerful Demon ahead, Lin Moyu was caught in a dire situation. Running seemed futile, but staying put meant certain death.

Moments later, the figure became clear—a level 70-plus Abyssal Succubus. Though not as strong as the Succubus Queen, she was far more powerful than Alice.

"Finally found you. I didn't expect you to hide in the core area. Since I'm here, you better come with me obediently. Don’t worry, I will take good care of you. Ha-ha!" Abyssal Succubus Mina hovered in the air, her voice dripping with seduction.

Lin Moyu’s Bone Armor flashed, blocking her charm. Seeing her spell fail, Mina's expression darkened slightly.

She had been ordered to capture Lin Moyu alive, not kill him. The Succubus Queen wanted him brought back to the Abyss alive if possible, so she had to comply.

Lin Moyu understood her intentions, "I can’t go with you." As he spoke, he used the Detection spell, but it only revealed her name.

Mina laughed, "Young Friend Lin Moyu, this isn’t up to you."

"Is that so?" Lin Moyu chuckled and then abruptly ran toward the Archaic Luanniao, swiftly passing it and heading deeper into the core area.

If Mina wanted to catch him, she would have to get past the Archaic Luanniao first. But to his surprise, neither the Archaic Luanniao nor Mina pursued him.

Puzzled, Lin Moyu glanced back to see the Archaic Luanniao glaring at Mina, its eyes blazing with resentment.

Mina smiled sweetly, "A mere boss of the upper layer dares to stand in my way? Get out of the way, or I'll kill you."

The Archaic Luanniao screeched and flapped its wings, launching a barrage of fireballs at Mina.

Still smiling, Mina effortlessly weaved between the fireballs, passing through them in an instant. None could touch her. She could fly too and was incredibly swift.

The Archaic Luanniao was enraged, spewing flames that engulfed the area.

This time, Mina couldn’t dodge. A black light erupted from her, forming a shield that blocked the flames. However, the flames were immensely powerful, and her shield quickly weakened. It wasn’t until then that Mina realized the boss before her was no ordinary opponent.

The Archaic Luanniao, filled with hatred, lunged at Mina, ignoring Lin Moyu entirely.

Mina also grew serious. This boss seemed a bit different from the ones she had faced before.

Meanwhile, Lin Moyu left stunned, watching the intense battle from below, feeling like an outsider. Finding a suitable pit, he lay down and watched the aerial clash unfold. After all, constantly looking up was tiring.