Apocalypse Gachapon

That voice…

A portion of the Posthumous People warriors were familiar with it.

That was the last Protector!

This title was one that the Posthumous People respected the most. In their entire history, the protectors were the most popular, apart from the kings.

The past protectors were dead, and they only left statues for people to reminisce. But many of the older people remembered the last protector as this was the one that guided them when they entered the Saint Pool to cultivate.

They wouldn’t forget the voice of the most important person in their lives.

Moreover, the voice of the last protector was special. It was thick but magnetic.

Large amounts of Saint Water were bubbling in the Saint Pool like it was boiling. Seven people sat, and in the center was the current protector, who had lost an arm. Around him were six of the heirs of the next generation\'s role.

They sat in the Saint Pool with their eyes closed. If one looked closely, one would notice that they had absorbed the Saint Water, and their skin had turned translucent. This started from their limbs and then slowly spread toward their faces. When their entire bodies became like that, the seven of them raised their hands toward the sky, and an arm-thick light charged up.

A person floated there. His hair and beard were white, and he sat like the seven people below him. The light hit him and entered his body, making him shine white like a ball.

This old man was the one who spoke. When the current protector raised his hand to transmit energy to this old man, he would open his eyes, and his gaze was filled with respect.

“You are alive.” Saint Father said toward the Saint Pool

“I wanted to die, but you are still alive, so I stayed alive.”

The former protector answered casually, but it exposed the fact that they knew each other.

The current Saint Father and the former Protector knew each other!

“I shouldn’t have let you live.” Saint Father spread his arms, but the liquid blocked him, so he couldn’t raise them. He should have used his own strength to go against the restriction. The height of his arms slowly increased.

The former Protector didn’t answer. He paused for a while before saying, “You didn’t let me off. You needed to pay a huge price to kill me. For someone like you who cares about your life, you can’t bear to use the energy. Moreover, you reached your goal. You injured my soul, so I can’t become a level nine expert. With one less person to compete with you and that monster in Night Demon Plains, there is no point for you to kill me anymore.”

Saint Father scoffed coldly. He didn’t reply and just raised his arms.

“Things are uncertain. This space is collapsing far quicker than expected. You had to launch a war against the Posthumous People to try to sacrifice warriors to slow the speed of collapse. You were eager to attack, especially after you learned that outsiders opened a tunnel here.” Ꞧ

The former protector paused—the fourth light pillar, which was the third light pillar, fired and hit the Saint Father.

“Unfortunately, you were overconfident and thought that my lifespan would be affected even if I weren’t dead. So many years had passed, and my bones should have decomposed. So you are shocked to see me, right?”

The former protector talked about something that happened in the past.

“I warned you when I left not to start a war and not to enter the Imperial City unless you killed all the Posthumous People. But you definitely wouldn’t believe me. You entered so arrogantly, so it is time for you to taste the Punishment of the Gods.”

As he said that, the fifth white light hit the Saint Father, who had raised his hands to his ribs. Since the start of the battle, apart from a small wound appearing on his face, this was the first time he looked troubled. His clothing was messy, and his face flushed red. His eyes were bloodshot.

It was obvious that the Punishment of the Gods caused him huge damage.

“You talk as much as before!” Saint Father became vicious. He stared at the Siant Pool and raised his hands high. He knew that when his arms reached the height of his shoulders, he would be able to break free of the weird black light.

The former protector didn’t say anything. At least those outside couldn’t hear anything. Within the pool, the former protector lowered his head and looked at the seven that stopped transmitting energy to him.

“Master, his retaliation is increasing, and the energy we can absorb has reduced.”

The current protector raised his head. The translucent skin reached his neck, but the increase speed wasn’t as quick as before.

“We still need to rely on external strength.” The former protector sighed. When the others transmitted the energy to him, he moved and arrived at the bottom of the pool. This was the giant stone hall where the three-legged person was tied.

“After this thing, I will release you if you are still alive.”

The three-legged person laughed.

“If I don’t die? What if I die? You have trapped me here for so many years as your final energy fountain. Did you not think that I will fight back? Why not you release me now, and if I feel good, I might help you block that Saint Father. If not, just absorb my energy. I will resist and continue until that Saint Father breaks free. You won’t be able to kill him and won’t even badly injure him. Let’s all die together.”