Apocalyptic Wasteland Simulator

Chapter 259 Eight-armed Demon God?


Faced with the sudden flaming spears, the first man in black failed to dodge in time and let out a bloodcurdling scream.

His body was instantly enveloped in fire. He shrieked, rolling on the ground in a desperate attempt to extinguish the flames, but they seemed to have a life of their own, only burning more fiercely. His skin would char in an instant, only for new flesh to grow back and be incinerated again in a horrifying, endless cycle. He had become a living torch.

In contrast to the first man's miserable state, the second man in black was far luckier. As a ranged fighter specializing in high agility and attack power, the advantage of his distant position was obvious. Although energy blades continuously materialized in his hands, which he hurled at Chen Pingchuan, he was able to easily sidestep the attacks of the flaming spears.

After casting a glance at the second man, Chen Pingchuan sneered. "A gutter rat that only knows how to hide."

With that, he turned his gaze to the third man in black.

As an ability user capable of distorting space, the third man felt his heart seize when Chen Pingchuan's eyes locked onto him.

How is this possible? My spatial distortion should have already twisted his vision. How can he still see me?

The third man tried to intensify his control over space, attempting to use the chaotic distortions to disrupt Chen Pingchuan's lock on him. Yet, Chen Pingchuan's hollow, mechanical eyes remained fixed.

"Divine Punishment - Purgatory Space!"

With Chen Pingchuan's low shout, the third man felt impending doom. Just as he was about to flee, walls of fire erupted around him, and a spherical prison of flames abruptly engulfed him.

"AHHH!!!"

"IT'S SO HOT!!!"

The piercing screams echoed through the street, causing Lilia and the others to stare wide-eyed.

"Is the boss really that strong?" the Great Fierce Bear muttered, looking at the imperious man in disbelief.

No, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a god, taking on multiple high-level ability users single-handedly. It was simply unbelievable.

"Four Level 7 ability users, suppressed in an instant." Wei Hao's face turned deathly pale. He had never imagined that their usually amiable boss possessed such unrivaled strength. While he knew the boss had an unpredictable temperament, he never thought it was backed by this degree of power.

"He's so cool! I want to have his baby!" Lu Jiaojiao exclaimed, her eyes shining as she clutched Lilia's hand tightly.

In contrast to Lu Jiaojiao's fervor, Lilia bit her lip hard. She had taken a liking to this boy from the moment she first met him. And while he did satisfy her own lust for slaughter, the feelings deep in her heart were real. But looking at him now… am I even worthy of him?

Chen Pingchuan, of course, was unaware of their reactions. Or rather, he didn't care. Possessed by the personality trait of "Arrogance," he was a completely different person. Though mentally warped, his power could be unleashed to its absolute maximum.

"I've found you, brat!"

The cold words slipped from Chen Pingchuan's lips. The next second, he appeared beside one of the fourth man's clones.

KRAK!

His right hand clamped around the clone's neck, and in the next instant, all the other clones vanished. It was clear he had captured the fourth man's real body.

"Alright, this ends here!" the leader's voice was low and commanding, carrying an air of unquestionable finality.

Chen Pingchuan let out a cold sneer and tightened his grip. The fourth man couldn't help but groan in pain.

"An ant should know its place," Chen Pingchuan said mockingly. "To think you could change the mind of a god…"

The fourth man sensed the danger and tried to break free, but it was too late.

With a loud BANG, energy from within Chen Pingchuan's Mecha poured into his body, instantly blowing him to pieces and vaporizing him into a mist of blood that drifted in the air.

The leader of the men in black was completely unfazed by his subordinate's death. "You're dead," he said, his voice cold. "You are too naive. You think a little power makes you invincible? This world is far more complex than you can imagine. Today, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

As the leader finished speaking, he swiftly raised his hand. The men in black behind him immediately scattered in a fan formation, retreating into the distance, their eyes glinting with a maniacal obsession as if caught in some fanatical faith.

Seeing this, Lilia and the others knew they would be no help here and also fell back quickly. It was evident that a ferocious battle was about to erupt.

As the men in black and Lilia's group withdrew, only Chen Pingchuan and the leader remained in the city center.

The leader threw his head back and unleashed an earth-shattering roar, a sound so powerful it seemed to tear the very sky apart. The surrounding buildings trembled violently, their windows shattering. Cracks spread across walls, showering the ground with bricks and rubble.

In the next instant, his body began to swell, growing larger and larger until it was several meters tall. But the transformation didn't stop. As his frame continued to expand, his skin took on the deep, dark, blue-black hue of ancient tempered iron, hard and cold to the touch. Every inch of his muscle writhed and twisted, as if countless serpents slithered beneath his skin.

Then, six bloody gashes ripped open on his shoulders. Amidst a spray of gore, six thick arms burst forth with grotesque, raw power. Veins bulged on each arm like enraged, coiling dragons.

His head also underwent a startling change. His forehead bulged as a pair of curved, thick horns tore through his skull, gleaming with a cold light that seemed capable of piercing any obstacle. His original features were stretched and distorted. His eyes swelled to the size of bronze bells, burning with an insane crimson flame as they stared at Chen Pingchuan, threatening to incinerate his very soul. His mouth stretched to his ears, revealing a row of sharp, jagged fangs from which a black ooze dripped, emitting a nauseating stench.

At this moment, he had transformed into a being that looked like a Demon God clawed straight from the Hell Abyss. He radiated a thick, malevolent aura. His form resembled the grotesque and terrifying demons of legend, yet he was even more twisted and savage, inspiring a chilling dread in all who beheld him.

ROAR!

A colossal roar echoed through the heavens.

Standing within his Mecha, Chen Pingchuan gazed coldly at the behemoth before him. The Mecha's optical sensors flared with a cold, spectral light, as if answering the enemy's challenge.

"Interesting."

"Arrogance—Complete Form!"

Before the words faded, the phantom of an immense, azure Mechanical Battle Armor materialized around Chen Pingchuan's combat suit.

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