Chapitre 31: 31: Apocalypse observed the Superhuman Physique
Rhodes raised his eyebrows in surprise; he hadn't expected these mass-produced reformers to be so capable.
Despite losing their hands, their undiminished fighting spirit showed they were prepared to fight Rhodes to the death.
Gervin lifted his armless limbs in front of him, leaving only two bare poles waving.
"Hmph! Despite your attack, the vitality and strength of our apostles have grown stronger. The loss of two limbs is inconsequential. Killing you is as simple as killing a dog!"
After speaking, he punched Rhodes directly with the fractured end.
Rhodes' expression remained unchanged; he simply raised the gun's barrel. The latter collided with it on its own, then he pierced his heart with his own strength.
"Pfft!" Gervin spat out a mouthful of blood, yet he remained standing. He then conjured flames in his mouth, attempting to spray them toward Rhodes' face.
Rhodes' gaze was steady. Two red lights erupted from his eyes, followed by scorching straight lines that pierced through Gwen's head and set his body ablaze.
The heat sight killed Gervin, and his body hung on the spear, gradually turning charcoal black.
Witnessing this scene, Lister was so terrified that he collapsed on the spot. Devoid of his arms, he could only writhe on the ground like a bug, scurrying toward the door.
"Forgive me, my lord! I didn't know that my lord was the senior apostle of Lord Apocalypse! Please spare me!" he begged.
Rhodes retracted the spear and gently placed the woman on the table.
At this time the woman woke up, and after seeing the situation in front of her, she snuggled her body tightly into Rhodes' body.
"Help me! I don't want to die!" she sobbed.
Sig and Rhodes glanced at each other. The woman's fear must have something to do with the apocalypse just mentioned wanting a young man's body.
Rhodes didn't forcefully push the woman away, but let her hide in his arms.
He raised the gun to Lister's throat.
"Let me ask you, why do you think I am a senior apostle?"
As if he had received permission to live, Lister immediately smiled flatteringly, and generally twisted his body and knelt in front of Rhodes.
"I can tell my lord, just please don't kill me." He glanced at the charcoal on the ground, couldn't help but retract his eyes in fright, and looked at Rhodes even more obsequiously.
"You talk about it."
"My lord, you are able to skillfully use powerful abilities. This is something that only high-level apostles can do. We are just ordinary apostles who have strengthened our lives and bodies. We must do our best to be able to use abilities. And it costs lives."
"What does it mean to dedicate oneself to the apocalypse?"
Lista was stunned for a moment. He thought Rhodes was a high-level apostle, but now that he asks this question, could it be that he is not?
"Master Apocalypse is old and his body is gradually dying. He wants a new vigorous body to continue his life, so many young people are anxious, but..."
Lister smiled faintly, "Master Apocalypse's soul is too powerful, the body of ordinary people can't bear it at all, and many people died without success."
The delicate body of the woman in Rhodes' arms shook, and she moved her body closer to Rhodes.
"Is there anything else you think should be said?" Rhodes stared at Lista and asked.
Lista's eyes rolled around, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Aren't you a high-ranking apostle?"
"Shua!"
The spear pierced the air and pierced Lister's head, giving him a real pleasure.
In the distance, inside the royal palace of Egypt.
Apocalypse held his forehead with one hand, and purple light lingered in his eyes.
He didn't see what happened just now, but he could feel Rhode's existence through the transformed human body.
When they fought Rhodes, Apocalypse sensed everything in the dark.
"Almost a perfect body!" Apocalypse looked back and forth at the outline of a body in the picture in his eyes.
"I have devoured the bodies of so many power users, but only this body contains endless potential inside, it is simply a creation of heaven!"
The purple light in the eyes disappeared, and Apocalypse gently raised his fingers.
"Death! Come forward!"
On both sides under the high chair, there is a man with a black ghost sickle on his back. He is wearing a dark blue robe, covering a set of black armor below him. His eyes are hollow and black, like a skeleton, and he can't see the eyeballs anywhere. The presence.
"At your disposal, my master!" Death half-kneeled in front of Apocalypse.
"Go to the place I directed you, test the person I assigned to you, don't kill him, and bring his body back alive."
"yes!"
Death clapped his hands, and a gray horse stepped forward from His Highness, and then rushed out of the palace carrying Death.
In the tavern, Rhodes burned two corpses with solar flames, everything was very low-key, leaving no traces.
The woman introduced herself as Nashata, the daughter of the owner of the shop. Her father was sick these days, so she was the only one to manage such a small shop.
"If it weren't for you, I don't know what kind of humiliation I would have suffered." Nazjata burst into tears as he spoke, throwing himself into Rhode's arms, "How should I repay you."
Rhodes was a little helpless, and it was hard for him to accept such warm gratitude, "We are going to stay in Egypt for a while, and staying in your tavern during this time is considered your repayment to us."
Nashata looked up at Rhodes, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, she left Rhodes' embrace, packed her clothes, "Please rest assured, I will hide my tracks well."
She knew that the purpose of Rhodes coming here must not be simple, as a weak woman, it is best not to ask.
[T/N: Dear readers, I have yet again changed the style, do tell if the translation and proof reading of this chapter was better than the ones before in the comments so that I can improve myself]
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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