I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

The Netherworld side had a significantly larger number of people, around thirty, all of whom were ability users. Although low-level ability users couldn't even get close to the battlefield between Mu Mu and Netherworld, their heavy weapons and equipment still caused them a lot of trouble.

Ye Qianxue was busy dealing with Barol and temporarily used her spatial ability to keep him at bay, otherwise she would have been defeated in one move.

Along with Barol, two other people attacked Ye Qianxue, forming a pincer movement. Without exception, those who could participate in such a battle were all seventh-level ability users, putting her in a dilemma.

"Qianxue, move to the right!"

Just as Ye Qianxue was about to force her way through the encirclement, she heard her older sister's shout and jumped to the right without hesitation, creating a spatial black hole on the spot to restrict their movements.

The next second, a dark red beam of light pierced through space itself, making a hissing sound as it swept across the battlefield.

The beam also ripped away half of a seventh-tier ability user's body. He was hit before he could even unleash his domain, and he was wailing incessantly as he gradually lost all signs of life.

"Damn it!" Barol roared angrily. It is not easy for any superpower in the world to cultivate a seventh-level ability user, let alone them. The death of a seventh-level ability user is enough to make them feel the pain for a long time.

Few of the high-level superhumans who participated in the attack on the Beian Military Administrative District survived; they can't afford to lose even one now.

"Cang Lei, you really are a persistent ghost! Do you have to go against us? Think more about your family and friends!"

Barol directly threatened him. Everyone has their own weaknesses, and Yan Ziming is no exception.

Yan Ziming scoffed at this.

"Heh," Yan Ziming looked at him as if he were an idiot, "It seems like you're the ones who're always haunting us and causing trouble, aren't you?"

She didn't care about the threat issued by Barol. None of her relatives and friends were simple people. It was said that the Lin sisters had been specially recruited by the national secret force, so there was no need to worry about their safety.

Given her importance to the country, the others have already sent a lot of people to protect her. If they're so capable, why don't they assassinate their own uncle?

No matter how many come, they will all die. Yan Ziming really wants to see such a grand show.

However, anyone would be upset if their family was used as a threat, regardless of whether they had the ability to do so. Yan Ziming felt a burning anger raging within him.

Dragons have scales that cannot be touched; they will become enraged.

For her, her relatives and friends are her Achilles' heel; if anyone has ill intentions, Yan Zimo will definitely destroy them!

Threatening me like that won't work.

Yan Ziming sneered, "An organization that can't even surface and doesn't dare to reveal its name, a veritable rat in the ground, do you think you have any strength to challenge a superpower?"

"...You're right, we can't deal with China, but dealing with you is no problem," Barol said sternly.

"Stop with the nonsense. If you're so capable, show me some action. I'm always ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the place turned into a sea of ​​lightning. Yan Zimo was like a god, his whole body radiating blue-purple lightning, even his hair was sparkling. He was spotless and shone with the demeanor of a powerful being.

"Qianxue, did you bring Chiyan?" Yan Ziming asked in a low voice. She was planning to play dirty tricks with Barol, which was completely inconsistent with her current appearance.

That's how the SS-class tyrant died in the Yongjing battle, and she wants to do it again.

Ye Qianxue nodded, and the surrounding space became distorted, concealing her figure and movements. She silently loaded a high-quality A-grade crystal core into the Crimson Flame's energy bar, playing dirty tricks with Yan Ziming.

"Zimo, you're so embarrassing..." Mo Xin couldn't help but complain when she saw that the two sisters were full of bad intentions.

"Bullshit, what are you talking about? They're stronger than us. Do you think we could beat them in a normal fight?"

After all, the two of them are only at the seventh rank. If they join forces, they can barely deal with Barol alone, but one of them alone cannot stop him.

In order to save time and effort, playing dirty tricks is the best choice.

"superior!"

Yan Zimo raised his hand and slashed down at Barol from a distance, unleashing a dazzling streak that destroyed everything in its path.

"It's useless. The difference in realms is far greater than you imagine!"

Iron-gray light burst forth, confronting Yan Zimo's Thunder Domain and clashing with it. At the same time, Barol waved his hand, and the streak of light automatically condensed into metal, which he then threw back.

"World Annihilation".

A fierce tearing force suddenly appeared, shattering the metal and pulling Barol's body outward.

Barol was horrified. He felt his indestructible body becoming denser under the influence of the traction force, and it began to collapse.

"Space collapses."

A rune appeared in Ye Qianxue's hand, flashing with silver light, and flew towards Balor. Combined with the increased power of her domain, it was no less powerful than Yan Zimo's Radiant Mortal World. Balor dared not confront it head-on.

Both sisters are monsters, with the highest potential assessment of their superpowers. Like the Tyrant, they are invincible among their peers and can even pose a strong threat to those of higher levels.

Before the runes arrived, his body suddenly exploded, but instead of blood and internal organs splattering everywhere, it reformed outside of Ye Qianxue's domain, where he witnessed a scene that made his eyes widen in horror.

Another seventh-tier being's body was gradually shrinking inwards, and a silver rune was imprinted on his body.

That attack wasn't even aimed at me from the very beginning!

Despite the seventh-tier cultivator exerting all his strength, pushing his abilities to their peak, creating a whirlwind that swept through the sky and flattened a large area of ​​forest, he appeared utterly powerless in the face of the collapsing space.

Finally, he collapsed into a single point and disappeared completely.

"Very well...you have thoroughly enraged me..." Barol's eyes were red. Two seventh-tier ability users had been lost in an instant. Such a mistake would inevitably be attributed to him, and the God would be displeased with him!

However, he still had some doubts in his heart. When the token given to him by the deity helped him withstand Yan Zimo's attack, it caused her some trouble, but Yan Zimo seemed to be unharmed.

Yan Ziming was also puzzled. This thing had been attached to her body for so long, but apart from giving her a little aphrodisiac effect, it hadn't really had any other effects.

Ultimately, this thing had only been on her for a day or two, too short a time to see any changes.

Barol's right fist shimmered with an iron-gray light as he unleashed a punch that exploded into the air. Yan Ziming's electromagnetic barrier suddenly swelled up as if it were being inflated, creating a hole in it. The weakened force of the punch landed on her.

All of this happened in an instant. Yan Ziming coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were in pain.

His power was not much weaker than that of the tyrant, a fact that Yan Zimo, who had a strong affinity with the tyrant, deeply understood.

Just as Yan Ziming and her team were losing ground and preparing to implement Plan B, Mu Mu began to call for help:

"Someone come quick! I can't take it anymore!"

She bore pressure that shouldn't be borne by someone at her level; it was still too much of a stretch for her to withstand a ninth-level opponent with the power of an eighth-level opponent.

"Qianxue, go help her. Our men should be arriving soon."

"But, dear sister..."

"Go quickly!" Yan Ziming shouted in a sweet voice. She could still hold out for a while against Barol, but if Mu Mu lost, then there would be no point in fighting this battle.

Suddenly, a round object flashing orange light was thrown out from the other side of the woods and landed at Barol's feet.

Hand grenade?

Barol stared blankly at the thing that rolled to his feet, though he secretly wanted to laugh.

If he could be injured by something like this, then his eighth-level cultivation would have been wasted...

boom--!!

With a deafening roar like the creation of the world, everything on the spot was blasted to the ground. It seemed that Balor had been hit by Yan Zimo's ultimate move and suffered a severe injury.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Gou

As the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, Barol's horribly mangled body was revealed.

"How...how could this be...how could a mere hand grenade—!!!"

Barol's tone was full of disbelief. He had never heard of an eighth-level ability user being so badly injured by a low-level weapon like a grenade. He had now become the first.

Yan Ziming sneered, "Looks like you've been blown silly; you still think it was just a grenade?"

It can only be said that Barol was too arrogant. China's crystal bullets performed well in the Yongjing battle, but the quantity was too small and the footage was blurry, so they were not taken seriously by the organization.

After two months of buffer time, the crystal bomb has been improved to a new model, with greater destructive power, and has begun to be deployed on a small scale.

The reason why it has not been widely promoted is, on the one hand, to avoid technology leakage. The state strictly controls weapons and equipment related to crystal core application technology, and the use of each crystal bomb must have legal procedures and registration.

On the other hand, new models will appear soon, so it would be a waste to start large-scale deployment to the troops now.

China's research achievements in this area are remarkable, and various new technologies will emerge like mushrooms after rain. It is too early to update and replace them now; it is not too late to wait a while.

This will be a long and protracted process, just as nuclear fusion technology cannot be rapidly deployed within one or two years, and so it is with an industrial revolution.

"Not a grenade?!" Barol suddenly realized that this thing did not resemble a grenade in shape.

Who is it?

Barol shifted his gaze to the jungle, from which hundreds of Chinese soldiers filed out and formed a battle formation, led by two seventh-level ability users.

The entire battlefield fell silent, and a stalemate ensued.

Seeing that this was all the people who had arrived, Youming sneered, "It's you again. Without Qin Tianhai, you are nothing!"

"A mere bunch of ground rats, yet they speak with such arrogance."

The leader, a seventh-tier ability user, retorted to Youming without hesitation, his face resolute, showing no regard for Youming's ninth-tier status.

Although the number of superhumans they brought was not large, their equipment was superior to that of Youming and his group. They had no shortage of crystal bullets and other supplies, and they also had a numerical advantage. It was hard to say who would win if a real fight broke out.

Youming's face was grim. He was truly furious at being constantly called "ground rat, ground rat."

"Then go die!"

A surge of mental energy, like a raging sea, erupted forth. It was merely the gathering of power, yet it made his face pale and powerless. The person before him was a powerhouse on the same level as the five pillars of China, and he could not defeat him.

A small portion of his spiritual sea split off to form a lightning spear, which shot towards him. To Youming, it was a waste of his talents to send out such a small part of a mere seventh-tier nobody.

The rest of the group was focused on dealing with Mu Mu, preventing her from carrying out a rescue.