Chapitre 1169: Apollo's Boss
Apollo jumped out of smoking Diesel like a frog. He landed perfectly on hs feet like a cat without making a sound. Apollo quickly ran around to the back of the Diesel and saw that all the supplies and oxygen helmets were missing. Shit!" yelled Apollo. Apollo started smashing his head on the ground. He was fucking pissed. Put your hands up fishman!" Apollo took his head out of the ground and slowly turned his head. Veins started popping out the side of his head. Apollo decided that he was going to cooperate. " Where is Major Fraser?" Apollo didn't answer. Instead, he started laughing. An Industrial Elven soldier walked up to Apollo and gun but him in his head, causing him to fall to his knees. Shut the fuck up!" When we ask you a question we expect you to answer!" So where the fuck is Major Fraser, huh punk?!" Apollo was still laughing. " I will never talk. No matter how many times you stab or shoot me." I don't break." Oh yeah?" After we're finished with you will be singing as if you were the lead singer of a choir." Bring him!" 4 Industrial Elven soldiers tried to grab Apollo.
Before they even placed their hands on Apollo, Apollo stood on his feet and chopped one of the Industrial Elven soldiers with his hand as if it was a meat cleaver. Blood, limbs, and organs splattered all over the place. Open fire!" yelled one of the Industrial Elven soldiers. The other Industrial Elven soldiers did what they were told. They opened fire upon Apollo's body. as the bullets reacted with Apollo's skin, they simply bounced off his body and pebbles. He started laughing. Please!" You'll have too much better than that!" Apollo lunged towards a huddle of soldiers started to spin his body round and round like a top spinner. As Apollo came towards the huddle of soldiers they were sliced to pieces. The remaining Industrial Elven soldiers tossed their weapons on the ground, beginning to run as fast as they could, screaming their heads off like sirens. " He's a fucking monster!" Run!" Save yourselves!" Apollo leaped into the air and fired a beam at 2 soldiers. Before the beam reacted with the ground it exploded and killed most of the Industrial Elven soldiers. The soldiers were vaporized.
Apollo landed perfectly on his feet. There was only one left. The last Industrial Elven soldier was the one who had gun but him in the head and was the one who had the biggest mouth. Stay away from me!" The Industrial Elven soldier was tossing barrels and garbage cans in the way as obstacles. " Leave me be!" Apollo cracked his neck and knuckles. I can't wait to put my hands on you." You are as good as dead." Maybe if you don't have such a big mouth, I might have considered sparing your life." Apollo's teeth turned sharp and his fingernails turned into long and shiny sharp claws. He leaped into the air but didn't land down. The Industrial Elven soldier didn't realize this. He was still running. After running for a straight 10 minutes he decided to stop and take a breather. He quickly undressed to his draws and put some clothes he found in a free clothes bin. These clothes were a plain black shirt, cargo pants, a black hoodie, heavy-duty boots, and a grey bucket hat. He tossed his armor to the side. He didn't know what part of the city he was in. He lost and scared. It was nighttime. He had to look for a place to hideout. He was still being chased after all. He put on his hood and zipped up his hoodie.
After searching for a place to hide out, he finally found one. " It was an old delivery ship that had been hijacked and it crashed due to flight protocols. Luckily for the people inside, they jumped out and landed in a store where they sold only pillows. That happened over 30 years ago. The events made the front headlines. The Industrial Elven soldier walked towards the delivery ship on hopped on board. Inside the delivery ship, was filled with just snacks. The soldier didn't eat anything all day. He was starving. He grabbed one of his favorite snacks, butter pecan cookies. Just when he was starting to enjoy his food, he heard something drop on the roof of the ship. This was when the soldier decided that he wasn't going to no longer run or act scared. Inside his socks was a knife drenched in poison powerful enough to kill a giant. He tightly clutched the knife. The soldier walked outside and started shooting. Here I am!" Come and get me!" I ain't afraid of you!" I'm a born warrior tough as nails!" Suddnely the soldier felt chills behind his back. When he turned around he saw Apollo standing in front of him.
Apollo grabbed him by his neck with one hand, lifting him off his feet. The soldier couldn't breathe. Apollo could break his neck at any moment. Before this happened, the soldier stabbed Apollo in the shoulder. Apollo didn't feel anything. The poison surged through his body without him knowing. The soldier's face turned pale. He started laughing. Apollo then broke his neck and tossed his body to the side. The reason he paid no mine to the poison-drenched knife was that because he let anger take over his head. Apollo ripped out the knife and crushed it like a piece of glass. Since Apollo lost the supplies and oxygen helmets he knew he needed more. Apollo leaped in the air. Apollo had the power to fly and glide across the air without being detected. This allowed him to easily crush his foes without any problems. While Apollo was flying into the air he came across an airship filled with supplies and oxygen helmets. He started smiling. Even though he knew they were in times of war and needed supplies he didn't give a fuck. He just wants to please his comrades and leader, the dragon Typhoon.
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